After entering the book, I emptied the warehouse of my foster mother's house to farm

It was a sin to curse her master that she was about to die so early in the morning, but the young master ordered her to say so, otherwise Miss Jiang would not come.

Zhuifeng didn't expect to meet Xu Zhao who was practicing martial arts before going out. When he heard him boasting and analyzing Jiang Hao's character, he was really overwhelmed.

"Are you dying of illness?"

Jiang Hao was very surprised when he heard this. He couldn't understand why Xu Xing was about to die when he was fine yesterday.

"Doesn't your master have Doctor Zhang by his side? He is an excellent doctor."

She has now heard of the name of Mr. Zhongjing.

Zhuifeng saw that Jiang Hao didn't believe what he said, but he believed Xu Zhao's prediction in advance: "Doctor Zhang said that his medical skills are not as good as yours, and he is helpless for the master's illness, so he asked his subordinates to come and ask the young lady for help."

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Jiang Hao was half-believing and half-doubting, but was afraid that what the man in front of him said was true. After hesitating for a moment, he followed Zhuifeng into the carriage.

……

Jiang Hao's eyes darkened when he saw Xu Xing sitting in the pavilion eating breakfast. He didn't look like he was about to die at all.

"Does he know that you guys are cursing him like this?"

An unhappy voice came, and the inexplicable low pressure made Zhuifeng a little breathless: "Actually...actually...actually, the young master was worried that the girl would not want to come, so he made up this excuse..."

It is better for your friend to die than for me to die. I’m sorry, young master!

It's Xu Zhao again!

Jiang Hao did not argue with Zhui Feng anymore. He walked into the pavilion and sat down opposite Xu Xing. "I heard that you were dying of illness. I came to see you."

Upon hearing this, Xu Xing failed to swallow a mouthful of dumplings and almost choked to death.

Is he dying of illness?

When Zhuifeng saw Xu Xing looking at him, he quickly lowered his head like an ostrich, and his legs felt a little weak.

Jiang Hao poured him a glass of water and placed it in front of him, and the farce was officially over: "Why did you go to so much trouble to find me?"

After Xu Xing calmed down, he wiped his mouth with a handkerchief and said, "I was poisoned last night, and Zhang Zhongjing couldn't figure out what was wrong, so he invited you here."

"I see."

Dealing with smart people is really worry-free. After just a few words from Xu Xing, Jiang Hao understood his intention of inviting him here.

Although Xu Xing didn't say it explicitly, she had almost confirmed the identity of the person she poisoned last night. It really is no coincidence.

Fortunately, I kept a trick, otherwise...

"Miss Jiang."

Seeing that she was distracted, Xu Xing called out softly, "Are you willing to diagnose my pulse? Don't worry, the consultation fee is negotiable."

Xu Xing couldn't guess for a while whether it was Jiang Hao or not, so he could only continue to test it.

He wanted to ask directly, for fear that if that person was not Jiang Hao, what would Jiang Hao think of his suspicion?

Zhang Zhongjing hid not far away and watched every move in the pavilion. Seeing that Jiang Hao had not yet diagnosed Xu Xing's pulse, he began to worry.

He made a bet with Zhuifeng. Losing was not a big deal, but the big deal was that he still had to lose money.

Miss Jiang, Senior Jiang, you must not let the old man down.

"Hand out."

The two people in the pavilion finally took further action.

Xu Xing gently rolled up his sleeves and stretched his hand in front of Jiang Hao.

Jiang Hao placed her slender fingers on his pulse. The temperature of her fingertips was slightly cool, and the touch spread throughout Xu Xing's body, making him suddenly nervous.

In a moment, Jiang Hao withdrew his hand, looked at Xu Xing with smiling eyes, and chuckled, "The person last night was indeed you."