A husband found in the village? I bought a regent for a penny!

Huachidu Village Land Temple.

The classroom was packed, and the teacher arrived late.

Mu Nanzhao looked very tired.

However, he still began teaching as usual.

The first period is morning reading, during which students recite articles.

The second section is calligraphy practice.

Mu Nanzhao wrote down the few characters he was going to teach that day.

Have students read, write, and memorize along with the teacher.

After he finished writing the last word, his face suddenly turned very pale, and he even had to support himself on the table with his hands when he sat down.

As Stone practiced writing on his small wooden board, he looked ahead with concern.

Is Mr. Chen feeling unwell again? Is he alright?

Should we get him some hot water to drink during the break?

Stone kept Xixi's instructions in mind and pondered how to take care of Mr. Chen.

At this moment, Mu Nanzhao stood up, supporting himself on the table, and said, "You can continue copying."

"After writing them, take them home to practice writing, and each person should write each character forty times."

"You must also memorize the selected passages from the texts you read aloud during the morning reading session; there will be a spot check tomorrow."

Gouwa raised his hand, and after receiving permission, stood up and asked, "Does the teacher mean that we can end school early after this lesson?"

Mu Nanzhao's hand, which was resting on the table, trembled slightly, but it was hidden in his sleeve so the children couldn't see it.

"Yes, something came up and I'm leaving school early today."

After he finished speaking, he quickly left the school.

Stone opened his eyes wide in confusion. How come he didn't know what was going on at home today?

After leaving the local temple, Mu Nanzhao walked until he reached a secluded spot before he could no longer suppress his cough.

A metallic, sweet taste rose in my throat, my heart pounded like a drum, and my vision blurred.

Once the coughing subsided, Mu Nanzhao clenched his fists tightly and continued walking home with heavy steps.

No matter what, even if he dies today, he cannot fall outside.

At least……

At least go back to that home, see that person again before you die...

The main room of Gu Xixi's house.

An Qinghe's proposal was a full twenty pages long.

This includes investment sources, cooperation methods, various ways to realize the industrialization of agricultural technology, and the possibility of future connections, etc.

The content is rich and well-organized.

It's clear that he put in a lot of effort during this period, not only thinking for himself but also conducting on-site investigations.

In the past, Gu Xixi only knew that An Qinghe was a smart and hardworking person, and since he had been exposed to farming since childhood, he might be a good business partner.

In retrospect, An Qinghe actually possessed some advanced awareness compared to his contemporaries.

That's what makes it so valuable.

Gu Xixi read a few pages, then smiled and nodded slightly.

Aunt Zhang, who was wiping the table nearby, saw this and asked curiously, "Is this thing that Xiao An wrote for you very good? I saw you looking at it for a while, and you seemed to be in a good mood."

Gu Xixi looked up and said, "It is indeed very good, a bit beyond my expectations."

"If what he wrote can be realized, the things I want to do might be completed more than ten years earlier."

Although Aunt Zhang didn't understand much, she was happy as long as Xixi was happy.

"That's wonderful! It's great to have met such a helpful friend. Your trip to Yunling County was definitely worthwhile!"

“Yes,” Gu Xixi agreed with a smile, “It wasn’t a wasted trip.”

The two were having a pleasant conversation when suddenly the courtyard gate slammed open and hit the inner wall.

Aunt Zhang said unhappily, "Who is it that dares to kick down our door in broad daylight!"

She muttered to herself as she hurried out to confront that madman.

But Gu Xixi didn't hear Aunt Zhang scolding her; instead, she heard Aunt Zhang shouting in a panic:

"Hey! Xiao Chen, what's wrong?"

"Xi Xi! Xi Xi! Come out quickly!!"

Gu Xixi's heart suddenly sank, and without thinking, she abandoned the plan and ran outside.

When they went outside, they saw Aunt Zhang kneeling on the ground, supporting Mu Nanzhao, who had already fallen to the ground, with her hands.

Mu Nanzhao's eyes were tightly closed, and black blood began to flow from his mouth and nose.

Gu Xixi quickly closed the courtyard gate to avoid being seen by others.

Aunt Zhang was terrified and asked in a tearful voice, "Why is he bleeding black blood? What should we do?!"

Gu Xixi knew the reason, of course.

Mu Nanzhao is usually able to take care of himself, all thanks to the old doctor who helps him suppress the poison.

However, this was only a suppression, not a true detoxification, so the poison gradually spread to his organs and bones.

In the words of the old doctor, the poison is like a raging flood or a ferocious beast; there will always be a day when it cannot be suppressed.

When that time comes, the final poisoning will occur, overwhelming and uncontrollable, marking the poisoner's death.

Gu Xixi and Aunt Zhang worked together to carry Mu Nanzhao to the west room.

In fact, this period was the countdown to Mu Nanzhao's life.

The old doctor stayed indoors, racing against time.

Gu Xixi had been avoiding thinking about these issues, but the day finally came.

Mu Nanzhao lay on the bed, with more black blood oozing from the corners of his lips and nostrils.

Gu Xixi stood there without saying a word, looking strangely calm.

Aunt Zhang glanced at her and said urgently, "I'll go call Old Man Jiang over!"

Gu Xixi didn't say anything, nor did she stop her.

Aunt Zhang had just run out the door when she bumped right into the old doctor.

The old doctor hurriedly protected the small porcelain bottle in his hands, "Oh dear, what's the rush? What are you doing!"

"Thank goodness I didn't fall out of the room, even though I finally managed to concoct the antidote!"

Aunt Zhang asked instinctively, "Antidote? What antidote?"

But she quickly realized something was wrong and pulled the old doctor back into the house.

"Xiao Chen is bleeding! His nose and mouth are full of black blood! You need to treat him right away!"

The old doctor also smelled an unusual stench of blood as he stepped across the threshold.

His face was solemn, and he reached the bedside in a few steps.

"Xixi, are you here? Come over here and give me a hand!"

Master's voice jolted Gu Xixi back to reality.

She knelt by the bedside, her hands trembling as she lifted Mu Nanzhao's right hand to take the old doctor's pulse.

The old doctor noticed Gu Xixi was trembling. While taking her pulse, he shouted, "Where's your usual fearless attitude? This kid isn't dead yet! What are you panicking about!"

Gu Xixi calmed down a bit and silently watched the old doctor take her pulse.

After a moment, the old doctor raised his hand, his expression grave, "It's too late."

"I've rushed here as fast as I can, and today I've finally concocted the antidote. I thought..."

He choked up a few times, almost unable to continue, "In the end, it was still too late..."

Suddenly, Gu Xixi grabbed the medicine bottle that the old doctor had placed by the bedside.

What came out was a pitch-black pill.

Gu Xixi went out quickly and came back with a spoon in her hand.

She pinched Mu Nanzhao's chin, pried open his mouth, pressed down his tongue with a spoon, placed the pill directly into his throat, and then poured in a little water, letting the water flow down his throat along the spoon.

The entire process was brutal.

Fortunately, Mu Nanzhao was still able to swallow while unconscious.

Gu Xixi watched as he swallowed hard, took out the spoon, and tossed it aside.

Aunt Zhang stared blankly, while the old doctor listened intently.

"Xixi, did you give him his medicine?"

Gu Xixi, exhausted, sat down on the floor with her back against the bed. "Yes, I ate it."

"Whether he lives or dies is up to him."