After she became the daughter of a vicious warlord, she cleaned herself up

The brother and sister put away the exquisite medicine box containing the poison needle, and hurriedly left the military commander's mansion with two of Adjutant Xie's confidants.

Jiang Shijia personally drove the military jeep, speeding all the way towards Jinling.

"Boom boom boom——"

The jeep's engine made a deafening roar, like a roaring steel beast, speeding through the night.

Jiang Shijia stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, the speed indicator kept rising, and he wished he could grow wings and fly to Jinling.

Along the way, he almost had collisions with oncoming vehicles several times because he drove too hard, but he didn't care about that at all.

He had only one thought in his mind: get to his grandfather's house as quickly as possible, develop an antidote, and save his father!

However, due to technical limitations, the fastest speed of cars in that era was only 40 to 50 kilometers per hour.

The distance from Xicheng military camp to the Zhong residence in Nanjing was 200 kilometers, and it took them five and a half hours to drive there.

At one o'clock in the morning, a dusty military jeep stopped at the door of the Zhong family's old house.

"Squeak-"

When the doorman Uncle Li heard the noise, he quickly opened the door.

They saw Mr. Zhong, wearing a long green gown and a coat, standing at the door anxiously waiting for them.

"Grandpa!"

As soon as Jiang Shiyuan and Jiang Shijia got out of the car, they ran to Mr. Zhong and shouted in unison.

"Good children, you are finally here!" Grandpa Zhong's eyes were red and he held his grandson and granddaughter's hands tightly.

"Grandpa, let's go in first!" The brother and sister supported grandpa on the left and right and walked into the old house.

The three of them didn't bother to exchange pleasantries and went straight to Mr. Zhong's pharmacy.

Jiang Shiyuan quickly handed him the medicine box containing the poison needle, "Grandpa, the poison needle is here, look!"

Mr. Zhong took the medicine box, opened it, put on the gloves on the desk, picked up the poison needle, and observed it carefully under the light.

Jiang Shiyuan and Jiang Shijia held their breath, fearing that they would disturb their grandfather's research.

Old Master Zhong took out a miniature iron shovel from the small wooden box at hand.

He first let the brother and sister rest for a while, then put on a mask and carefully scraped the layer of dark blue poison attached to the surface of the poison needle into a small white porcelain plate.

Based on his many years of experience as a doctor and researching poisons, Mr. Zhong carefully identified what poisons were contained in the blue powder so that he could prepare the corresponding antidote.

Time passed by minute by minute, and the brother and sister waited anxiously.

In a blink of an eye, the sky in the east began to turn pale.

Mr. Zhong wiped the sweat from his forehead and finally let out a long sigh.

"Oh, it seems that I am really old. There is only one ingredient, just one poison that I haven't analyzed yet!"

"What?!" The brother and sister were shocked when they heard this.

They quickly gathered around and helped the grandfather, who had been working hard all night, to sit down and rest.

"Grandpa, is it... that we have no other choice?" Jiang Shiyuan asked with tears in his eyes, his voice trembling.

Mr. Zhong took off his mask and gloves with a dazed look on his face and shook his head helplessly.

"In order to prepare the corresponding antidote, all poisons must be analyzed. If any one is missed, all previous efforts will be wasted..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the pharmacy fell into silence.

Jiang Shiyuan's heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible big hand, and he was almost suffocating.

Could it be that my father, who had spent half his life in the military, was really going to die in such an unclear way from the poison needle of a Japanese spy?

Do not!

She would never agree!

Even if my father couldn't die of old age, he should at least be wrapped in his horse's hide and die a worthy death!

This is the honor and long-cherished wish of every soldier!

My father must not leave this world with such regrets!

Jiang Shiyuan's brain was working rapidly, trying desperately to grasp the last straw.

My mother is a time traveler who can predict the future. She must have anticipated this day.

That's why she prepared the antidote for her father in advance.

It’s just that due to the passage of time, the efficacy of the medicine has weakened and it has not been able to completely detoxify.

Given my mother's smart and cautious way of doing things, she must have a backup plan.

Maybe there are some extra detoxifying elixirs left behind, or even the prescription.

Thinking of this, Jiang Shiyuan suddenly raised his head and looked at his grandfather with burning eyes.

"Grandpa, think carefully, have you seen this exquisite medicine box containing poison needles anywhere else?"

Almost at the same time, Jiang Shijia, who had been silent, also asked, "Yes, Grandpa, please think about it carefully. Have you seen this medicine box somewhere before?"

The brother and sister looked at each other, both of their eyes filled with hope.

They all thought of the backup plan their mother might have left!

Upon hearing this, Mr. Zhong was stunned for a moment, then walked back to the desk, picked up the small medicine box and examined it carefully.

As he looked at it, he tried hard to recall, trying to search for memories about the medicine box from the depths of his mind.

“This medicine box…”

Mr. Zhong frowned and muttered to himself.

"This carving, this material, this pattern..."

The more he looked at it, the more familiar it seemed to him, but he just couldn't remember where he had seen it before.

Jiang Shiyuan and his brother looked at each other and immediately knew the same thoughts in each other's minds.

She further added: "This medicine box was left by my mother. The antidote pills inside saved my father's life for the time being."

"Grandpa, don't worry, take your time to think about it." Jiang Shijia also comforted him.

After hearing what his grandson and granddaughter said, Mr. Zhong had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and his originally vague memories gradually became clear.

"I remember!" He slammed the table and said excitedly.

“I have indeed seen this medicine box!”

"That should be when you, Xiaojia, were ten years old, and Xiaoyuan, you were five years old..."

Mr. Zhong began to recall, "Xiaoxue brought you and your sister back to the Zhong residence for a short stay. You two played in the garden while Xiaoxue and I studied the secret book of poisons in the pharmacy."

"Later, Xiaoxue borrowed Qing Yu Tang's medicine tools and made several all-purpose detoxification pills, which were stored in this small medicine box!"

"Really? Where are the remaining pills? Is the prescription still there?" Jiang Shijia asked quickly.

“Yes, yes, yes!” Mr. Zhong slapped his forehead and said happily, “After Xiaoxue passed away, I put her belongings and put them all in the Qiangong Babu bed in her boudoir!”

"That's great!" The brother and sister were overjoyed and their eyes brightened instantly.

"Grandpa, you should have a good rest first, we will go find it right away!"

After Jiang Shiyuan finished speaking, he hurriedly pulled his brother out of the pharmacy and headed straight for Tingxuezhai.

The brother and sister came to Tingxuezhai and searched through the drawers and cabinets of Qiangong Babu bed.

Finally, they found a rosewood box in a small drawer carved with twin lotus flowers.

The brother and sister opened the boxes with trembling hands and saw two familiar exquisite medicine boxes and a piece of letter underneath!