Report to the Marquis! The Madam went to the military camp to flirt with men again

Lin Zhuwei looked over with cold eyes. It was a beautiful woman with bright eyes and white teeth, and she was quite attractive.

It's a pity that the naked resentment in those eyes is not worthy of this face.

Looking at the way she stared at Yin Xunheng with affection, it seemed that she, Lin Zhuwei, regarded her as an imaginary enemy.

As if afraid that she would misunderstand, Yin Xunheng quickly explained: "This is my cousin Qi Xin. I came here just to visit my grandfather."

Qi Xin seemed a little dissatisfied when she heard his introduction. She bit her red lips lightly and asked resentfully, "Cousin, who is she?"

Yin Xunheng looked at Lin Zhuwei with burning eyes and said softly, "This is my friend Lin Zhuwei. She is also the doctor who saved my grandfather's life."

"Doctor?" Qi Xin looked at Lin Zhuwei with disbelief in her eyes. She looked him up and down and said coldly, "She doesn't look like a doctor at all."

Lin Zhuwei's eyes were also cold, and he said indifferently: "You don't look like a guest at all. I thought I went to the wrong door and entered the Qi Mansion."

"You..." Qi Xin didn't expect Lin Zhuwei to be so straightforward, and her face couldn't help but look a little ugly.

Yin Xunheng quickly interrupted her, saying in a somewhat anxious tone: "Qi Xin, Grandfather is still waiting for you. You go first."

There was a trace of resentment in Qi Xin's eyes. She glared at Lin Zhuyi before turning around and leaving unwillingly with an air of pride.

She didn't want to make Yin Xunheng unhappy. Anyway, there was still a long time to come, so there was no need to rush.

Moreover, Lin Zhuwei looked like she came from a humble family and was not worthy of her cousin.

Thinking of this, Qi Xin felt relieved and smiled again.

"Xiao Wei, is there something you want to talk to me about?" Yin Xunheng quickly piled all the delicious food on his table onto her table.

Lin Zhuwei felt a little helpless about his affectionate address, but since she needed help from someone, it was difficult for her to refute him.

She spoke frankly and briefly explained that Zheng Bugao had asked her to see a patient before she told him the purpose of her visit.

"I will be away for an incalculable amount of time this time. But Daoxin and... Guardian Jia are at home. After all, he is old and his body functions have deteriorated. I am worried that if something unexpected happens, there will be no one to take care of him. So, can you help me and take care of him occasionally?"

Hearing her words, Yin Xunheng's eyes lit up.

When she needs help, she thinks of me first. Does this mean that she has me in her heart?

Yin Xunheng nodded repeatedly: "Of course there is no problem, don't worry, I will take good care of you."

The two chatted for a while, and Lin Zhuwei was about to say goodbye. Looking at the energetic horses and the mountain of food, he really didn't know what to say.

"Xun Heng... I'm going to see a doctor, not to go on a trip..."

He was very attentive and enthusiastic, and she almost couldn't resist.

Yin Xunheng smiled with curved eyes and eyebrows, feeling very happy: "Not much, not much, just what I need on the road.

At Lin Zhuwei's insistence, she finally picked only three kinds of food and rode away on the horse.

After leaving Yin's house, Lin Zhuwei went to the Sizhen Hall again, insisted on leaving fifty taels of silver, and asked Doctor Guo to visit her home twice a day to help take care of her.

The master's medical skills are outstanding, so under normal circumstances, she wouldn't have to worry.

But he is now poisoned and he doesn't know when the poison will take effect. With Doctor Guo here, he can give him first aid.

The next day, the people sent by Zheng Bugao were waiting outside the door as promised.

Lin Zhuwei drove the carriage by himself, being carried by two horses, one in front and one behind, but strangely, there was no sign of Zheng Bugao.

It was not until they arrived at Jianghuai and were resting in the wild that they saw Zheng Bugao in disguise.

Zheng Bugao had the air of a businessman, and if you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't know it was him.

It's just seeing a patient, why be so mysterious?

Lin Zhuwei keenly realized that this person's identity might not be simple.

But she was too lazy to speculate too much and just wanted to finish the job quickly and go to Huhe City to take a look.

"Doctor Lin, we'll be there in half a day." Zheng Bugao handed her a pot of water, "Rest for a while."

"Yeah." Lin Zhuwei didn't hesitate and started drinking water.

Zheng Bugao was very satisfied with her. So far, she had not asked anything. It seemed that she would not say much about things that she should not know.

The two of them finished their meal in silence and set off again.

They didn't stop until they reached a secluded house.

The house is very secluded, and there is no one living within a radius of at least five miles.

Zheng Bugao dismounted and knocked on the door. An old man came to open the door and said respectfully, "Sir."

Zheng Bugao nodded, turned to Lin Zhuwei and said, "Doctor Lin, please."

Lin Zhuwei followed him in and observed the surrounding environment.

The house is a bit old and appears to have been recently renovated.

After crossing two flowing water bridges, they arrived in front of a house. The maid guarding the door bowed respectfully and then opened the door.

Zheng Bugao went straight in, chatted briefly with the people in the room, and then came out to greet Lin Zhuwei: "Doctor Lin, please come in."

Lin Zhuwei frowned and walked in silently. What came into view was a pretty face as beautiful as a fairy, eyes like stars, a refined and noble temperament, and a calmness that emanated from her whole body.

Lin Zhuwei was secretly surprised. It was the first time she had seen such a charming woman.

Just as I was wondering how to address him, the woman spoke first, her voice gentle and pleasant, with a hint of coquettishness: "Are you Doctor Lin? Please take a seat. You are quite different from what I imagined."

Her voice sounded very comfortable, without any hint of contempt.

Lin Zhuwei chuckled: "I wonder what I am like in the eyes of the girl?"

"You can just call me Wan Qiao." The woman laughed softly, "I thought that someone with such outstanding medical skills would be at least fifty years old, even if she is not an old woman with white hair. I didn't expect that the girl is so young. It really makes me admire her."

Lin Zhuwei smiled faintly: "I am just lucky to have someone to give me some advice. I wonder, Miss Wan Qiao, what is wrong with you?"

Wan Qiao's expression changed slightly, a coldness flashed in his eyes, and his aura instantly changed from elegant to cold.

She whispered, "I have had a poor appetite recently, nightmares are constant, and I can't sleep at night. Every night I feel cold, and even my mink fur coat can't warm me up."

"Let me take your pulse first." Lin Zhuwei said.

Wan Qiao stretched out her arm, and Lin Zhuwei held his breath and carefully felt her pulse.

Lin Zhuwei's face turned grim: Her pulse condition...

"Doctor Lin, how is her condition?" Zheng Bugao saw that her expression was not right and felt uneasy, so he asked anxiously.

Lin Zhuwei did not respond to him. She slightly adjusted her posture and focused more on taking the patient's pulse.

Zheng Bugao wanted to ask more, but Wan Qiao shook her head, signaling him not to be anxious. He could only rub his hands and stare at the two of them with an uneasy look.

Her pulse was weak and her breath was chaotic. Some of her meridians seemed to be blocked and she could hardly feel the flow of her pulse...

She was not only cold at night, but she was also deadly when she had an attack.

Lin Zhuwei looked up at Wan Qiao, but saw that her expression was still a little cold, without much ups and downs, and she couldn't help but admire her secretly.

In order to ensure that there was no mistake in taking the pulse, Lin Zhuwei spent twice as much time as usual, not missing even the slightest change.

Lin Zhuwei's mind was slightly moved, and her brows were knitted tightly. Her pulse gave her a familiar feeling...

After a long while, Lin Zhuwei finally let go of her hand.

But her solemn expression still made Zheng Bugao's heart tighten. He looked at her, then at Wan Qiao, and seemed to want to say something but stopped himself several times.

Lin Zhuwei remained silent, took out a silver bag from his sleeve pocket, opened it, and pulled out a silver needle.

"Put up your sleeves."

Wan Qiao did not suspect anything and quickly did as she was told. Lin Zhuwei inserted the silver needle into the medial epicondyle on the inside of her elbow joint. As if it was blocked, she twisted it with a little force and then pulled it out.

She frowned and examined the silver needle carefully before putting it away.

"Doctor Lin, what's the situation?" Zheng Bugao couldn't help but ask again.

Lin Zhuwei glanced at him, sighed slightly, and asked, "Miss Wanqiao, have you offended anyone?"

Wan Qiao was stunned, a sharp look flashed in her eyes, and then a hint of praise appeared on her face.

But her tone was still calm: "Doctor Lin, it's okay for you to speak frankly. I can bear it."

"You are poisoned."

As soon as these words were spoken, Zheng Bugao and Wan Qiao's faces changed drastically at the same time.

Especially Wan Qiao, the expression in his eyes changed several times, and finally turned into a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth.

Unexpectedly, despite all her precautions, she was still poisoned. What a cunning trick!