These people had no sense of chivalry; in the struggle, they even tore Luo Qingfan's clothes loose.

Li Huai-ren became anxious: "Let her go!"

However, no one paid any attention to them.

In desperation, Luo Qingfan shouted, "It's just money! I'll find a way to give you the money!"

"But you're forcing me like this, you might as well just let me die!"

After saying that, Luo Qingfan cried and wailed, and then, taking advantage of the fact that no one was watching, banged her head against the table.

With a loud thud, Luo Qingfan fell to the ground.

Now it was Li Huai-ren's turn to explode: "You people, you've killed people in the street, I'll make you pay with your lives..."

This led to another argument between the two sides.

Just as the argument was reaching its peak, someone suddenly exclaimed "Ouch!" and then a foul smell wafted from the crowd.

The man cried out, "I also tasted a sip of that poisonous milk. I never imagined that such a small sip would be so poisonous!"

Someone has diarrhea!

Then several more people were affected at the same time. The illness came on suddenly and quickly. The affected person felt as if their abdomen was being stabbed, their whole body was cold, and they had no strength.

The group immediately dispersed, and the smell spread in all directions.

The other diners at Zuixianglou, looking nauseous, hurriedly fled as well.

The manager of Zuixianglou cried out, "We've really run into a jinx! In just one day, my restaurant is completely doomed!"

As everyone was fleeing, Luo Qingfan and Li Huai'ren took the opportunity to lead Li En and sneak away with the crowd.

An Wuyang and Yan Juzhi also planned to leave.

But after taking only a few steps, someone grabbed her foot.

"My stomach...it hurts so much! Help me...help me!"

Tears streamed down her face, a testament to her instinctive desire to survive.

An Wuyang recalled that in her previous life, after drinking milk tea, Li En suffered from diarrhea all night and did not get better even on the second day.

Later, Tiger's mother next door picked some herbs from the field and asked An Wuyang to boil them into water for Li En to drink.

The herb in question is the creeping euphorbia, which is readily available during this season.

With human life at stake, An Wuyang couldn't care less about anything else and turned to disappear into the kitchen of Zuixianglou.

"what are you doing……"

The cook tried to kick An Wuyang out, but Yan Juzhi simply held his sword in front of them.

"Boil water!"

An Wuyang grabbed a chef and asked him for help.

He then ran into the yard, picked a few handfuls of creeping privet along the wall, washed them, and threw them into the pot.

In their haste, the cooks didn't even notice what An Wuyang was cooking!

Soon, a pot of water boiled, and An Wuyang took it in a bowl and went out to the woman who had asked her for help earlier.

"Drink it!"

She had done everything she could. Whether this person believed her or not, she didn't insist, and therefore didn't explain.

The woman stared intently at An Wuyang, her eyes trembling slightly, before taking the bowl and swallowing it in small sips.

After drinking half a bowl of water, she immediately exclaimed, "Girl, you are truly a Bodhisattva reincarnated! My stomach doesn't hurt as much anymore!"

Upon hearing her words, the others also begged for medicine, and some even knelt down before her despite their illness.

The manager of Zuixianglou was a sensible man, and he quickly ordered someone to fetch water from the kitchen to save the person.

The illness in the building was quickly brought under control.

Just then, someone else pleaded, "Young lady, my child is still sick, and as his mother, I'm heartbroken for him!"

"Please, I beg you, give us another bowl of medicine, please let the child drink it too."

Those who are causing trouble now are all mothers who love their own children, especially after experiencing the pain themselves. Thinking of their children makes their hearts ache.

Several women had already begun to wipe away tears.

An Wuyang couldn't bear it, so she made a date with these people, and she went to boil several buckets of medicine overnight and distributed them overnight.

The group of people were extremely grateful and almost wanted to kneel down before her, shouting that she was a Bodhisattva manifesting her power!

Some people even asked her whose wife she was, saying that once the child recovered, they would go to her house with gongs and drums to present her with a commendation.

An Wuyang declined, but after setting a time for delivering the medicine, he hurriedly came out.

She didn't brew the medicine directly at Zuixianglou because she had other plans.

Now that it's time to return to Beijing, she has to pave the way for herself.

Today's events presented a good opportunity for her to build her reputation, so she decided to use the name of the *** to have Eunuch Chang and others administer medicine to the people of Ning County.

"Lord Yan, do you have a carrier pigeon?"

An Wuyang planned to send a message to Eunuch Chang, and then go back to brew the medicine herself.

Yan Juzhi, however, set off a firework directly into the sky.

It seemed that his communication with Eunuch Chang and the others was going well, so An Wuyang decided not to pursue the matter any further.

He then asked Yan Juzhi if he could borrow the carriage.

"No borrowing!"

Yan Juzhi's tone was cold and hard, and it was unclear why he had suddenly refused.

Well then, this man is always unpredictable, so let's just assume he's suddenly in a bad mood and not ask him for anything.

An Wuyang turned to leave, calculating the time it would take to make a round trip without taking a carriage.

Yan Juzhi's voice rang out again from behind: "My house is right next door!"

An Wuyang was taken aback, only to hear Yan Juzhi continue, "My family has a big pot!"

Was he inviting her to his house?

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like