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Su Luo sneered, grabbed Gu Xingyan's wrist and took her pulse: "There is no poison that I, Su Luo, can't cure... Hey, why is your poison so strange? There is not just one poison, but two. They are currently in balance and should not take effect within two years. But if the poison is not cured after two years, Gu Xingyan, you will die miserably."

Gu Xingyan pulled back his hand: "Thank you Miss Luo, I'm fine."

"No!" Su Luo took out the silver needle from his body and fiddled with a porcelain bottle. "I'll take a bottle of your blood and study it carefully when I get back. I don't believe that I can't make an antidote."

If possible, Gu Xingyan would like to stay with Wanwan, his brother, and his mother for a few more years.

Therefore, he did not withdraw his hand. Although he had Su Luo's detoxification prescription from his previous life, he felt that Miss Luo would prefer to have it written out herself in this life.

"You'd better not do anything to let Sister Wan down, otherwise even if I make an antidote, I won't give it to you."

"Thank you."

"What are you looking at? Get out of here!" Someone came forward and pushed her.

Yang Luo came back to her senses immediately, and saw that she had found herself standing in front of the gate of Yongning Marquis's mansion without her knowing when, and the person who pushed her was none other than Yongning Marquis's doorman.

It was the original owner's subconscious that brought her here. She still wanted to come back and take a look, right?

Yang Luo looked at the man with cold eyes: "Get lost!"

Yongning Marquis' Mansion, one day, she will come back and kill those who took the original owner's life.

The doorman was frightened by the murderous look in her eyes. He didn't dare to say anything and hurried back to stand in front of the door.

When she returned to the People's Hospital, the renovation workers had already finished their work. Her adoptive father was in the backyard preparing dinner with a few servants. When he saw her coming, Doctor Guo hurriedly asked, "Luo'er, why do you look so bad? What's wrong?"

Yang Luo smiled slightly: "My daughter is fine, father, what are we going to eat tonight?"

"I cooked your favorite lamb pot."

Seeing that his adoptive father seemed to be worried, Yang Luo asked, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

"Oh, it's nothing serious. It's just that the wife of the Marquis of Yongning came this afternoon and wanted to ask you to come to her house to treat the wound on Miss Su's face."

Yang Luo sneered: "She actually dared to ask me to treat her daughter's injuries? Ha, she must be crazy."

"Luo'er, I know you hate the Yongning Marquis' family, but they are a powerful family after all, and we can't afford to offend them. Alas, we had Princess Heng before, so it was okay. But now... Luo'er, they don't know your true identity, so why not..."

"Father, I won't go. If she dares to come again, kick her out. They killed my mother and almost killed me. I have an irreconcilable hatred with them."

She does not have the strength to fight against the imperial officials and the Yongning Marquisate, but one day, she will kill Ning Yonghou, that evil woman, and their daughter with her own hands to avenge the original owner and her mother.

"Well, Luo'er, the people should not fight against the officials. If you open a business and offend them, I'm afraid..."

"Don't worry, father. I know what I am doing."

It's not easy to cause trouble to her. Although her People's Hospital has not opened yet, she has the beggars under Chen Ping to help promote it. In addition, she has saved several people from the brink of death. The mother and son she rescued a few days ago was the daughter-in-law of the president of the Hanlin Academy. She has already made a name for herself.

If the Yongning Marquis' family wants to deal with her, they must first consider whether they can afford to offend her.

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That afternoon, as soon as Lu Dongqing left the palace, his subordinate Yuan Ziyong was shocked to see his face covered in blood. He hurried forward and handed him a handkerchief: "Boss, the emperor..."

Lu Dongqing glanced at him and Yuan Ziyong immediately fell silent.

He took the handkerchief and wiped the blood off his face casually, then threw it back to Yuan Ziyong: "Bishuiquan Villa belongs to Ling Shi, you take your brothers to surround Bishuiquan Villa, and investigate as you should, and don't let go of an inch of land."

Yuan Ziyong was stunned at first, but then he understood. No one dared to offend Bishuiquan Villa. It turned out that the owner was Ling Shijiang. This made sense.

"Yes."

"Send someone to contact Zheng Xinjiang and tell him about this matter. No matter what he found out in Prince Gong's Mansion or what you found out in Bishuiquan Villa, both sides should keep in touch."

"Yes, then, where are you going, Boss?"

Lu Dongqing looked at the setting sun in the sky. Where was he going? Where could he go?

He was a member of the Imperial Guard who was hated by everyone and a running dog of Emperor Jingzhang. In this vast world, there was never a place that truly belonged to him.

He just wanted to find a place where he could be quiet for a while, and preferably have a good sleep.

He took the horse and walked forward aimlessly.

As I walked, I didn't know how I ended up in front of a shop.

It was almost evening and all the cakes in the store had been sold out. Hu Muyan was about to close the store when she saw Lu Dongqing standing in front of her shop in a daze.

Seeing the coagulated blood on his forehead and the blood on his face that had not yet been wiped dry, he was really shocked and walked over: "Commander Lu, come in with me, I will treat your wound."

The only one who could hurt him was the emperor. Thinking of what Wan Yuzhi had said, what else was there that she didn't understand?

Lu Dongqing looked at Hu Muyan blankly. This girl seemed to be much thinner than the last time he saw her in the dilapidated temple.

Ever since he brought people to the ruined temple to investigate the Hu family again, the image of this strong-willed girl standing there upright, protecting the women of the Hu family behind her, always appeared in his mind.

Especially when you are lying in bed alone in the dead of night.

But her eyes were still clear, and when she looked at him at this moment, he actually saw a hint of worry in her eyes.

Are you worried about him?

He was not worthy at all, he raided her house.

Lu Dongqing laughed at himself.

Seeing that he didn't move, Hu Muyan walked over and pulled the corner of his clothes: "Come in with me. If you don't treat the wound properly, it will fester."

He should have turned around and left, but for some unknown reason, Lu Dongqing tied the horse to a tree nearby and followed her in.

Hu Muyan closed the shop, helped Lu Dongqing sit down at the table, took out the medicine from the cabinet, and brought over a plate of water.

"Bear with it, it will hurt a little."

"Ah."

A clean towel was gently wiped on the wound. Lu Dongqing did not feel any pain, but rather a little itchy. He closed his eyes and let Hu Muyan clean the wound and apply medicine to him.

The man's breath, filled with masculine energy, sprayed on her neck and spread to her ears. Hu Muyan's face suddenly turned red, her heart panicked, and her hands lost strength, and the wound immediately began to bleed again.

Lu Dongqing didn't even frown.

Blood was flowing down, Hu Muyan quickly wrung out a handkerchief to wipe it, her face burning: "Yes, I'm sorry, I, I..."

"It's okay, it doesn't hurt." The voice was still emotionless.

"Ma, it will be fine soon, just bear with it."

"Ah."