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Chapter 73 Food Poisoning
"you……"

Hearing that the two little girls were so powerful, the clerk was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat, and hurried back to the store to call for help.

Mu Yiyi walked to the nearest refugee and said softly:

"Old man, I also know medicine, let me help you."

This is an old man in his fifties. Hearing Mu Yiyi's voice, he hastily stretched out his hand.

It doesn't matter whether the visitor is a man or a woman, or whether he is old or young, as long as he can help him heal his illness.

Mu Yiyi checked his pulse for a while, put down his wrist, and walked to the next one.

Five or six times in a row, Mu Yiyi's expression darkened, and he asked in a cold voice:

"What did you all eat?"

Is it food poisoning, poisoning the refugees?Who is so mad?
"Sister Lan, please go back and tell King Ming that these people have food poisoning."

More than [-] people were poisoned, this is not a trivial matter, it is necessary to ask the prince to take action.

Intentional or unintentional?
This must be checked.

"Row."

Seeing the seriousness of the situation, Wu Yinglan didn't hesitate and ran back in a hurry.

At this time, the homeless man who was screaming in pain was also taken aback when he heard Mu Yiyi's words.

The old man was the first to react, he frowned suspiciously, and his voice was slightly hoarse:

"We, we didn't eat anything, we just drank two bowls of porridge."

"Me too……"

"Me too……"

Everyone's answers were almost the same, and Mu Yiyi had a rough guess in her heart, but right now, she should help them relieve the pain first.

"Man, can you substitute the decoction?"

Mu Yiyi looked up at several pharmacists.

"I opened a prescription, can I trouble you to fry it? I will pay for the medicine."

"Princess... can... can..."

The guy froze for a moment, stuttering a bit after being stared at by such a big man.

"Wait a minute, everyone, I'll prescribe a prescription."

Mu Yiyi reassured everyone, then turned around and went to the pharmacy to prescribe medicine. Although the condition of these people is not fatal, it cannot be delayed.

Knowing her identity, the store clerk dared not neglect her.

Mu Yiyi quickly wrote down the prescription and left money for them. The waiter hurriedly said:

"Princess, no need."

This is not for the princess to use medicine, but for the refugees.

How dare they take money?
"It's okay, just settle accounts normally."

"Please hurry up, I will use silver needles to relieve their pain first."

Mu Yiyi turned to leave, and the two doctors in the shop hurriedly got up:

"Princess, I will go too."

"The old man is going too."

This ancestral medical hall is a bit interesting.

But Mu Yiyi didn't refuse, mainly because there were too many people outside and she couldn't handle it by herself.

"Yiyi, what's going on?"

When King Ming rushed over with his people, Mu Yiyi had almost half of the treatment.

"They should have food poisoning. However, they only drank two bowls of porridge today."

King Ming's eyes darkened, and his eyes were slightly cold: "Someone poisoned the porridge?"

Really crazy.

This is a poor refugee, but someone dares to poison him?
"Not necessarily, it may also be a problem with the ingredients used."

"What? Something wrong with the ingredients?"

When the onlookers heard this, they all frowned and looked puzzled.

"But, isn't it all porridge? Rice is used for porridge. Is there something wrong with the rice?"

hiss……

As soon as these words came out, everyone gasped.

This porridge is a good thing, who is so calculating that they use bad rice?
"Rice?"

Hearing this, Mu Yiyi's eyes lit up, and she hurriedly said:
"Yes, it may be the problem of the rice. If the porridge is made of moldy rice, the rice will be very moldy, and it will be the same if people eat it. My lord, find out which rice has the problem."

This man is really wicked.

If you want to do good deeds with porridge, just do it well, why use moldy rice?
Fortunately, this is porridge, so you can't eat much by yourself, or you will die.

……

"Yiyi, we found out, and sent someone to check."

When King Ming got the news, his face was a bit indescribable.

"Whose house?"

Seeing King Ming's extremely speechless expression, Mu Yiyi's eyes dimmed:
"Could it be Mu Shang's calligrapher?"

King Ming nodded, he didn't even know what to say.

"The king took people to his store to check, and there was indeed a lot of moldy rice."

"Of course this needs to be strictly investigated, but Mu Shangshu said that the store was managed by my mother before, and I should go to her if I have anything to do."

"But my mother has been ignoring the business over there for more than a month. Besides, they have already severed the relationship, how can it be counted on my mother?"

This scumbag, it seems that he hasn't taught him enough lessons.

Hehe, good, very good.

However, Mu Yiyi still didn't understand.

Mu Shangshu would not have thought of such a bad idea.

Could it be Mu Ranran?

It's really possible.

Mu Ranran can see that she is not good for herself, she uses moldy rice, if there is nothing wrong with her, she will earn a good reputation, and if something needs to be passed on to her mother, she doesn't have to pay anything.

It's really a good calculation, well, this big sister is really nice.

Mu Yiyi's eyes darkened, she couldn't wait to surprise her big sister.

It can be seen from this that they don't have a long memory about Mu Xiangxiang.

But Mu Shangshu is also true, his mother has only been away for a few days, and he is so poor that he pretends to be a good person with moldy rice.

"Husband, what should we do now?"

"This matter is a bit big, my mother probably needs to come forward and explain."

Hearing the word Husband, King Ming's eyes warmed up, and he said in a low voice.

"I feel that Mother doesn't need to explain. You think, they have nothing to do with each other long ago. Mother can't let them keep the moldy rice in the grain store. It is probably because the people in the store after Mother ignored it."

"Yes, it's just that Mu Shangshu insisted that your mother mixed the rice, and they just cooked rice porridge without paying attention."

This scumbag is still a scheming mother.

"Then I'll go out and talk to my mother."

Mu Yiyi was not in a good mood, she always felt that Mu Shangshu was like brown sugar, and she couldn't get rid of it no matter what.

It seems that he has to be scared.

This time she came forward, she brought the dark seven.

After talking about the matter with the little uncle and the others, the little uncle was so angry that he wanted to go out and beat Mu Shangshu.

Mu Yiyi grabbed him tightly: "What were you doing in the past?"

"I'll kill that bastard."

"and then?"

"I……"

"Yiyi, he's gone too far. My sister has reconciled with him. They have nothing to do with her anymore. He still bites my sister like this. It makes me mad, mad at me."

"I know he's overkill, but does that solve the problem?"

If a beating could solve the problem, she would have done it long ago.

Since King Ming said he wanted his mother to come forward, it means that Mu Shangshu's words should have already spread outside.

"What should I do?"

"Mom, what's with the moldy rice?"

Mu Yiyi has to figure out the whole story first.

"It's Du Xiangming. That's a junior in the Du family. The lady arranged to go there. Because of his mistake, more than 50 bags of rice were moldy, and I let him lose it. Later, something happened outside and I went out. Forget about it, I won’t care about the store in a few days.”

(End of this chapter)