Poison Doctor Roaming the Martial World

Liang Yan looked puzzled and asked, "Miss, who did you say escaped to Xiangcheng?"

Yang Jianwu's face was ashen, and he clenched his teeth, squeezing out a sentence: "A treacherous, cunning, and ruthless poisoner!!"

The thought of that despicable fellow secretly poisoning Lucheng, causing an outbreak of plague and making countless innocent people suffer, filled Yang Jianwu with rage.

If she and Mo Ye hadn't discovered it early and detoxified the people in time to control the illness, who knows how much more torment and suffering the people would have endured...

He was so heartless that he even tried to poison her a second time, thankfully the gyrfalcon intervened!

Such a scoundrel deserves to be punished by everyone!!

Do you know what that person's wounds looked like?

Liang Yan nodded. "According to the shopkeeper, it was a bloody hole the size of a fingernail. The wound was very deep, and the hidden weapon was almost embedded in the bone."

"Sure enough it is!!"

Yang Jianwu closed her eyes, the scene of that bullet piercing the black-clad man's arm kept replaying in her mind.

Blood gushed out… the cracking sound of flesh being pierced… the vertical angle of the arm…

The man in black must have broken a bone; that's not something that can be solved simply by disinfecting and removing the bullet.

Ancient baijiu brewing techniques were backward, resulting in baijiu with a low alcohol content, which was not effective in killing bacteria or viruses.

If you want to buy authentic spirits to achieve the desired effect, you must go to a specialized distillery to purchase Yunzhi's secret recipe for Hundred Days' Intoxication.

This indirectly provides Yunzhi with an additional source of revenue.

The alcohol in spirits is highly irritating to wound tissues, which may cause severe pain and even delay the wound healing process.

Especially for mucous membranes, deep wounds, or large-area wounds, the irritation from alcohol may lead to more severe tissue damage.

Therefore, strong liquor is only suitable for disinfecting superficial small wounds, and it should be avoided on mucous membranes and wound surfaces when used.

For large wounds, deep wounds, and open fractures, using strong liquor for disinfection is not only ineffective, but may also worsen the injury.

That's why the doctors at the branch clinic laughed at the manager, saying he hadn't even learned the right techniques!

If the man in black's wounds were indeed treated with strong liquor as the shopkeeper suggested...

"Did the shopkeeper mention anything about the injured person's later condition?"

Liang Yan shook her head, "No, not at all."

However, the clinics near Xiangcheng followed suit, and for any injuries, they would first clean the wounds with strong liquor.

After further treatment, many of the injured did not develop pus formation in their wounds.

That's why the shopkeeper thought he had learned the essence of the treatment.

Yang Jianwu bit her lower lip and sighed inwardly. Pouring strong liquor directly onto bloody flesh—the suffering was all self-inflicted; the ancients were right.

Did the Xiangcheng Medical Clinic teach the correct disinfection methods?

Liangyan quickly replied, "Yes, Sister Ziping also went to Xiangcheng, and she personally taught us the correct disinfection methods."

"Ah That's good."

Yang Jianwu felt a little relieved. Ziping had studied medicine since elementary school, so with her there, there wouldn't be any problems.

“Ziping has worked really hard opening branches everywhere these past two years.”

The man in black came to Dongli with Nangong Yan, and Nangong Yan obeyed the man in black's every word, which undoubtedly showed that the man in black had a higher status than Nangong Yan.

There aren't many people with a higher status than the Prince of Runan's heir and an unusual arm...

"Liangyan, send someone to secretly investigate whether anyone in the Southern Yue royal family has suffered an arm injury in the past two years."

"Yes."

Liang Yan acknowledged the order and quickly left.

Seeing this, Puyang Xuan hurriedly offered him a cup of tea and asked softly, "Jianwu, have you guessed who it is?"

Yang Jianwu took the tea and sipped it lightly to moisten her throat. Then, she slowly finished the last bite of cake and elegantly brushed the crumbs off her hands.

"Yes, it's pretty close. Now we need solid evidence to confirm his identity."

Pu Yangxuan looked at Yang Jianwu with some worry. He knew Yang Jianwu's personality; once she made up her mind, she would never do it easily.

"If you find evidence, will you take the initiative to investigate?"

Yang Jianwu recalled the internal injuries she had suffered last time...

If it weren't for the spiritual spring water in the space, it would have been difficult to recover in a short time.

"If he behaves himself, I can let him off the hook."

If they harbor any other intentions, eradicate them completely.

With her current strength, plus space and firearms, unifying the Three Kingdoms is only a matter of time.

Supreme power was not what she wanted...

To roam freely across the vast continent of clouds, and for her family to be happy and healthy—these are what her heart truly desires.

Pu Yangxuan noticed that Yang Jianwu was in a low mood and wanted to cheer her up.

"Sword Dance, we..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a knock on the door.

Are they ever going to stop?!

Couldn't he just spend some time alone with Sword Dance?!

Outside the door, Songyin's voice sounded anxious, "Miss, Songyin has something to report."

Yang Jianwu found Puyang Xuan's sullen expression amusing and pinched his cheeks until they turned red.

"Enter!"

Songyin entered and bowed to the two of them. "Miss, there's news about Yao Yusheng's maid."

"Say!"

The human skin mask on the maid's face was made from real human skin; to make it feel more realistic, it was very likely peeled off from a living person's face.

The purpose of sneaking into the Spring Banquet was definitely not to serve Yao Yusheng; its purpose... was most likely to target Mo Ye.

Song Yin: "It's Princess Nanyue, Nangong Fu!"

"Oh ho~ The princess of the Southern Yue royal family disguised herself as a maid to attend Prince Dongli's banquet..."

Yang Jianwu pursed her lips, "Anyone who doesn't know the situation would think that the princess is deeply in love with the prince."

Songyin, "..."

Miss, are you serious about your thought process?!

“Miss, Yao Yusheng has kept Nangong Fu by her side since she entered the capital, and Nangong Fu secretly assisted her in both of her attacks on Prince Ning.”

Yang Jianwu clicked her tongue, "They're definitely having an affair!"

Songyin, "..."

“Our people found Nangong Fu at the Grand Tutor’s residence. The Grand Tutor’s residence has reserved a courtyard for Nangong Fu, where many things are kept. No one dares to disturb her on ordinary days.”

"It seems the Grand Tutor's Mansion has been colluding with Nan Yue for a long time. I never expected there to be so many parasites in Dongli!"

First, there was Prince Rui's collusion with Nanyue, then there was the Grand Tutor's Mansion...

If everyone likes South Vietnam so much, they might as well immigrate there.

"How is Nangong Fu's face?"

Judging by the timing, it should have started acting up by now.

Song Yin wanted to laugh inwardly. What an act! She's really good at pretending…

"Miss, don't you know what her face looks like?"

Yang Jianwu coughed twice, "Spring is the time for everything to come back to life. What does Nangong Fu's pollen allergy have to do with me!"

Song Yin readily agreed, saying, "Yes, Princess Nangong came uninvited; she asked for it."

Yang Jianwu got up and looked out the window. The twilight spread out like ink painting, and a few silver diamonds quietly adorned the deep blue dome.

"It's time for the Imperial Observatory to get to work..."