The moon falling to the ground

Yan Xinning was also convinced.

"Imperial Physician Sun!" Xie Chujiao stopped the Imperial Physician Sun who was about to leave and begged, "Imperial Physician Sun, please think of a solution! Xinning is a girl, her body is delicate, she can't stand this kind of torture."

Imperial Physician Sun looked at the Second Prince with an embarrassed expression.

If it can be cured, would he destroy his own reputation and not treat it?

The second prince also had a strange feeling in his heart. Since coming to Yanling Mansion, the imperial physician Sun, who was highly skilled in medicine in the capital, seemed to have been replaced by someone else and could no longer treat any illness.

The Second Prince received Yan Xinning's pitiful and pleading look, paused, and suggested: "Imperial Physician Sun, please prescribe some antipruritic medicine first, so that Miss Xinning will suffer less. Madam Yan, please ask Divine Physician Mao to help as soon as possible!"

If the Yan family cannot invite Dr. Mao, he will have to come forward. After all, Yan Xinning was in this state because of working for him. He still didn't know what Yan Xinning had experienced. He had already sent people to find the two guards who were protecting Yan Xinning.

Imperial Physician Sun had no choice but to prescribe a prescription for itching. As to whether it would work or not...to be honest, he had no idea.

The Jian family was so itchy that their faces were hideous and they were going crazy. Unfortunately, they were weak and they were panting every three steps. They finally got out of the alley and found a carriage on the street, but they were exhausted.

Finally, it was the coachman who provided attentive service and dragged them one by one into the carriage.

"Go, go to Huichun Hall." Jian Dacheng said, panting.

At the entrance of Huichuntang, Doctor Qi had just returned with a gloomy look. As soon as he stepped into the door of Huichuntang, the coachman shouted: "Doctor Qi, please stay. There are several poisoned patients here."

Poisoning?

Doctor Qi's eyebrows jumped. He turned back subconsciously and saw the coachman helping Jian Dacheng get off the carriage.

"No! You don't have to get off the car." Doctor Qi panicked when he saw the Jian family. He walked over quickly and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Jian Dacheng couldn't help scratching his body and begged: "Doctor Qi, please save me, I am itching so much, it itches to the bone."

itch?

Why are the symptoms so similar to those of the mansion lord’s daughter?

Doctor Qi grabbed Jian Dacheng's wrist, took his pulse and checked his exposed skin. Apart from the marks of scratching, there were no other unusual symptoms. Doctor Qi had a guess in his mind.

Qian's voice came from the carriage: "Doctor Qi, please give us some medicine to relieve the itching. We really can't stand it anymore."

Doctor Qi was surprised: "Is there anyone else suffering from this itchy disease?"

At this time, Jian Dacheng had no way to hide it, so he had to answer honestly: "We are a family of three, please ask Dr. Qi to prescribe medicine for us as soon as possible?"

"Today, have you been in the same place as Miss Yan?" Although asking this question would affect Miss Yan's reputation, Doctor Qi was too curious and wanted to know what medicine had caused them to have such an itchy disease.

"No." Jian Dacheng was obviously guilty, and he didn't dare to look directly at Doctor Qi. Of course, he couldn't say anything about the conspiracy between his family and Yan Xinning.

But what kind of person is Doctor Qi? He has seen all kinds of people. Seeing Jian Dacheng's evasive look, he knew that his guess was right.

"Who else was there with you at the time? Did he have the same symptoms as you?" Doctor Qi continued to ask.

Jian Dacheng hesitated.

Can this be talked about?

Doctor Qi's face darkened: "If you don't explain the cause of your itch, I can't even give you a good suggestion."

Jian Huaian said in the carriage: "Dad, Doctor Qi is a trustworthy person, it doesn't hurt to tell him." The main reason was that he was almost suffocated by the itchiness and he really couldn't delay any longer.

"My evil daughter Jian Zhaodi was there at the time, and nothing happened to her. I suspect she was the one who poisoned us."

"Jian Zhaodi? Jian Yue? The new disciple of Doctor Mao?"

Jian Dacheng nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, it's her."

The truth is!

"You should go to her and ask for the antidote as soon as possible! No clinic in the city can cure your itch." Doctor Qi said and turned away.

The Jian family was dumbfounded.

After all the talk, it turns out that the disease still can't be cured. What kind of good advice is this? They also know that finding Jian Zhaodi is the most effective, but Jian Zhaodi is the culprit who harmed them, so how could she give them the antidote?

The Jian family didn't believe it, so they asked the coachman to drive the carriage to find several clinics. However, no doctor in any clinic could explain the cause, and no one dared to prescribe medicine rashly.

Jane's family was desperate.

The people sent by the Second Prince brought back two guards to protect Yan Xinning. The guards were guarding outside and were suddenly attacked by masked men. They had no idea what was happening in the house, so they did not provide any useful clues to the Second Prince.

The two guards were punished with thirty strokes of the cane for failing to provide adequate protection.

The second prince had another secret tryst with Yan Xinning at night.

Yan Xinning's hands and feet were tied, twisting like a maggot. Her voice had become hoarse from shouting. Her hair was disheveled, with strands of it sticking to her swollen face. She was in a very violent mood. If her hands and feet were free, she would probably smash everything in the house.

It was not until Xi Que came in and reported that the Second Prince wanted to see her that Yan Xinning calmed down. She asked Bai Ling to quickly dress her up and apply the ointment to reduce swelling.

The second prince brought a bottle of beauty cream for Yan Xinning, and said a few gentle words to comfort her, which made Yan Xinning feel better, and then he went straight to the point.

Yan Xinning also knew that if the news of her secret meeting with a man at night got out, the consequences would be disastrous, so she quickly recounted what happened.

The Second Prince immediately locked onto Jian Yue: "It is beyond doubt that she poisoned her. It must have been Doctor Mao who gave her the poison. But signing a contract to sell her body is unbelievable."

According to Yan Xinning, the Jian family would never conspire with Jian Zhaodi. Then why is Jian Huaian's name on the indenture contract? Jian Huaian can't be so desperate as to sell himself, right?

"Your Highness, if you need anything, I will ask Huang Li to go to Uncle Jian and Aunt Jian's house tomorrow to inquire about the situation." Yan Xinning said considerately.

The second prince nodded: "Okay, the sooner the better. Only when we figure out the reason, we will know how to deal with her."

Jian Yue's current idea is very simple, that is, she wants to improve herself quickly and grow up as quickly as possible. She studies and practices with a sandbag tied to her body every day, and she has no time to rest.

Meng Tongzhi and his wife prepared a generous gift and brought the paralyzed Meng Yuan to Yue's house for medical treatment.

An Bo had received instructions long ago. After finding out which family they were from, he simply left Meng Tongzhi and his wife outside.

Meng Tongzhi and his wife were turned away, but they did not dare to complain. They stood outside the door for two hours. Seeing that Yue's door was still not open, they left reluctantly.

The next morning, the family of three came again. Meng Yuan was slumped in the sedan chair, carried by four servants.

Not only did they come, but the Qian family’s three members also came.

While Mr. Meng and his wife were still hesitating whether to kneel down and beg, Qian had already knelt down...