Kneeling and begging the ancestors to be a good man

Chapter 422 The Collection of Hundred Poisons [40] That Letter, Jiang Yan's Words

Mo Qing supported Peng Ren, felt Peng Ren's pulse for the first time, and then his face sank.

"Peng Ren!"

Goblin hurried over.

Just now, he was fine and tough, but in a short while, his face has turned purple.

Mo Qing fed Peng Ren two pills, and told Goblin: "You help him go to the pharmacy and lie down," then turned to look at Gu Wanwan, "Gu Wanwan, I need some medicinal materials, you can get them for me."

Human lives are at stake, so Goblin and Gu Wanwan act quickly.

Mo Qing took out the acupuncture needles and was walking towards the pharmacy when he suddenly thought of something and looked at the eyelid paper.

Jiang Ke seemed to understand what she was thinking, and handed her the parchment.

After cutting his finger, Mo Qing scratched the parchment with blood, and the handwriting on the parchment appeared impressively.

——What was written on the parchment was the poison and the matching antidote.

The poison in Peng Ren is the above.

"What medicinal material?" Gu Wanwan was ready to go out.

Mo Qing's expression froze, and he handed the parchment to him: "It's on it."

Gu Wanwan was startled for a moment, then realized, and rushed out the door with the parchment.

……

The poison on the leather paper will not kill people for a while, but it will make the poisoned person feel like a punishment. Mo Qing can only temporarily suppress the poison in Peng Ren's body with Jiedu pills and acupuncture needles.

Goblin stood by and handed various tools.

Jiang Ke and Chi Shi stayed in the living room.

After realizing that the poison came from the parchment, the two of them realized that this matter was aimed at Mo Qing, and was provoking and threatening her—the reason may be that she recently attacked the Wen family.

The identity of the other party is most likely New World.

New World still has something to ask for Mo Qing. Although Mo Qing has the handle to switch Mo Qing's heart bomb, it is impossible to be sure that he will not be retaliated after killing the people around Mo Qing.

Naturally, when the purpose is only deterrence, it will not be cruel.

So Peng Ren will not die.

Chi Shi remained silent as always.

Jiang Ke simply had nothing to do, cleaned up the table full of New Year's Eve dinner, ordered a takeaway, and then sat on the sofa, slowly making a cup of hot tea.

When he picked up the teacup, he noticed Chi Shi next to him and asked, "Drink?"

Chi Shi looked at him quietly.

After a while, he said, "Don't drink."

Jiang Ke didn't force him.

Eyelids drooping to hide the emotions in them, Chi Shi suddenly said, "Mo Qing doesn't like to drink this tea."

"I know." Jiang Ke glanced at the soaked Pu'er in his hand, "She left it for me."

After blowing on the hot air, Jiang Ke took a sip.

Chi Shi frowned.

Jiang Ke added: "I don't have to have the same preferences as hers."

His eyes moved slightly, Chi Shi fell silent, and did not speak again.

Jiang Ke was enjoying Pu'er by himself.

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Although it is his own poison prescription, without the medicinal materials in hand, it is difficult for a clever woman to survive without rice. Mo Qing can only rely on acupuncture to continue Peng Ren's life until Gu Wanwan finds the antidote in the middle of the night.

When Peng Ren took the decocted antidote, Mo Qing waited for a while, felt the pulse for Peng Ren, and was relieved when he noticed that the pulse had stabilized.

"Wait for him to sleep and see the situation tomorrow morning." Mo Qing put away the acupuncture needles, "He should be fine."

"call."

Goblin let out a long breath.

The heart that hung all night finally fell.

He said: "I'll guard him here, you go and rest first."

"It will be dawn in a while," Gu Wanwan hugged a hand warmer, leaning against the door, as if his bones were pulled away, "I will accompany you as a New Year's Eve."

He is really tired.

After being entangled in poison for ten years, after he was cured, his body did not give up on recuperation, but in the end it hurt the foundation.

In order to find medicinal materials for Peng Ren, Gu Wanwan ran all night, his tense nerves have just relaxed, and now he is so tired that he can even take a breath.

Mo Qing threw him two pills and asked, "Where's Jiang Ke?"

"Staying in the living room." Gu Wanwan took the health-enhancing pill, "I just saw him studying the leather paper."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Qing had already gone to the living room.

Jiang Ke was alone in the living room.

The chandelier in the center was on, and Jiang Ke was sitting on the single sofa with legs crossed, a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose, and a piece of leather paper in his hand. He didn't know what he was looking at.

Noticing that the ink was pouring out, Jiang Ke put the parchment aside: "Peng Ren's poison has been cured?"

"Understood." Mo Qing said, "When I wake up tomorrow, I should be alive and well."

It's just that the good New Year's Eve, Spring Festival, and many program arrangements were all ruined by this accident.

Thinking of this, Mo Qing's eyes darkened.

"Ah."

Jiang Ke, who seemed to be calm and composed, seemed somewhat relaxed.

He is very tough.

This former assistant has always been noisy, and he can't stop once he speaks. His ability to handle affairs is average, and his social skills are top-notch.

But Peng Ren has been with him for several years, and he is not a cold-blooded animal, so it is impossible for him to have no feelings at all.

That fool was poisoned, and he said it was impossible not to worry.

"Are you tired?" Jiang Ke took off his glasses, got up and said to Mo Qing, "The takeaway I ordered is already cold, but there is some soup in the kitchen."

"I'm not hungry, I have no appetite."

Mo Qing shook his head.

Jiang Ke asked: "Then go to rest?"

"Later." Mo Qing raised his hand and squeezed the space between his brows, "Is that letter still there? I want to read the words on the paper."

"Ah."

Jiang Ke picked up the envelope that had been put into a plastic bag, and took out the paper inside.

The envelope has been disposed of, so it shouldn't be poisonous, but just in case, it's better to be cautious.

Mo Qing picked up the piece of paper, opened it, and carefully examined the words written on it. After a while, he couldn't help but frown.

"Why?" Jiang Ke was puzzled.

Mo Qing thought for a while, pinched the top of the letter paper with three fingers, and faced Jiang Ke, "This word looks familiar to me."

"know?"

"Do you usually write with a brush?" Mo Qing asked suggestively.

"...not much." Jiang Ke's eyebrows trembled.

Mo Qing seems to have some weird idea...

Sure enough, soon Jiang Ke heard Mo Qing ask: "Why don't you try?"

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(End of this chapter)