After the crown princess was reborn, she was overwhelmed with farming!

Chapter 55 Thousand Machine Grass

Su Shirong didn't expect such a big reaction from her. Knowing that she was worried about Shiqin, he hurriedly explained: "Don't worry, Doctor Li. It's my father who thinks Shiqin is too dangerous to go out. He told him not to go out for the time being, so that the house is safe."

The house is safe!

If it weren't for Su Shiqin's anomaly today, Nalanjing would have no way to refute it.

She looked at the man in front of her, the worry in his eyes didn't seem fake, she closed her eyes lightly and said: "Okay, Eldest Young Master will take me to his yard later, and say goodbye to him."

Su Shirong had no reason to disagree. He was just about to go over and tell him about Su Zhi's stay-at-home order.

Nalanjing felt better temporarily, stood up and followed behind Su Shirong.

Su Shiqin felt very tired, as he usually does. He also asked the doctor to see him, and there was nothing abnormal.

Back at the mansion, he originally wanted to see Nalan Jing and ask her if she was injured, but he couldn't bear the exhaustion, so he asked someone to help him back to the bedroom to lie down, take a rest, and then go to Nalan Jing.

But after he lay down, he couldn't get up at all.

Nalanjing and Su Shirong yelled a few times at the bedroom door, seeing that he still couldn't wake up, they rushed in without thinking.

Su Shiqin just opened his eyes in a daze, with puzzled eyes: "Brother, sister, why are you here?"

Su Shirong reached out and touched his head. There was no fever, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "You child, why are you sleeping so deeply, and you don't know how to respond. I almost thought something happened to you."

No wonder Su Shirong said that. Su Shiqin had many disasters and assassinations since he was a child. It is strange that he had the luck of a normal person that day.

Nalanjing held Su Shiqin's wrist, his eyes darkened.

Su Shirong hesitated and said: "Doctor Li, Shiqin..."

Narankin interrupted him: "Close the door."

Su Shirong's heart skipped a beat, he was shocked by Nalan Jing's aura, got up and closed the door and bolted it.

Nalanjing was sure that there was no one else around, his dark eyes were gloomy, and he said, "Shiqin, he...was poisoned."

"How come..." Su Shirong's face changed in shock.

Su Shiqin was quiet and silent, just staring at Nalanjing, waiting for her to speak.

Nalanjing's medical skills are only inferior to that of his grandfather, and he even has the agility that his grandfather does not have.

Su Shiqin didn't show any signs of poisoning, but she couldn't make a wrong diagnosis.

"It's Qianji Poison." Nalanjing said in a calm voice, "It's a chronic poison that makes people lose control of their emotions and eventually become insane."

If Su Shirong and Su Shiqin were just shocked at the beginning, when they heard her last words, they completely believed what she said was true.

Su Shiqin has a stubborn temperament. Many people know that Su Shirong suffered from headaches and took him by his side for a long time. Later, when he grew up, he couldn't control him anymore.

It's just that I never thought that Su Shiqin was poisoned, because Su Shiqin was often hunted down and was seriously injured many times. The doctor who treated him never said that he was poisoned in his body.

It is impossible for every doctor to be inexperienced in medicine, but the poison is hidden too well and it is not easy to find out.

Su Shiqin knew that his emotions were prone to mania, and he had hallucinations many times, which was the case in Xiangguo Temple today.

"Hehe~" Su Shiqin said with a cold smile. He never knew that someone would go to such lengths to make him die.

Looking at the faces of the two of them, Nalanjing suddenly felt that what she said next was a more fatal blow.

Narankin: "The toxin in his body is not heavy, but it is stubborn. It should have been ten years."

"Thousand Machine Poison is a slow poison, and taking it is ineffective. It may be in your daily life."

Su Shiqin stared at Nalan Jing with a white face. If he hadn't suffered enough injuries, he would have collapsed by now.

For ten years, living in...

In the entire mansion, the only ones who could manage his daily life were his mother and - his father ten years ago!
Su Shirong also reacted, he wanted to ask if it was a misunderstanding, if it was...

Nalanjing's eyes suddenly fell on the small pillow in Su Shiqin's hand.

That was the little pillow he used to sleep with his mother when he was a child, when his mother was still alive.

When he was a child, he would always wake up with nightmares and cry when he slept.

My mother consulted many doctors and prescribed prescriptions, but the effect was minimal. One of the old doctors gave my mother a prescription and asked her to put the herbs in the prescription into her pillow.

Those herbs were just ordinary herbs, and my mother didn't really believe it, but thought this method was weird, so she grabbed the herbs and sewed them into his little pillow with her own hands.

Su Shiqin's snow-white face was a little dazed. He picked up the pillow and looked for the stitches on the hidden opening.

His mother was born in a famous family, and her needlework is unparalleled, and it is also the thing he is most familiar with.

The stitches on the pillow are very dense, and the stitcher is not bad at embroidery, but Su Shiqin can still tell at a glance that these are not mother's stitches.

The pillow must still be the same pillow, otherwise Su Shiqin would have already noticed something was wrong.

It's just that there are herbs in it, and the smell gradually changes. He always thought that the herbs had failed, but because it was the thing he was most attached to when he was a child, he was always reluctant to throw it away or wash it. Every day he lay on this bed and hugged it tightly. It's like hugging a mother.

Su Shiqin's big tears came out of his eyes and fell on the pillow.

Nalan Jing suddenly fell silent.

But Su Shiqin's trembling hands tore open the pillow, revealing the contents inside.

Nalanjing reached out to catch it, carefully identified the dry herb, and said softly, "It's Qianjicao."

At this moment, Su Shiqin's face showed no reaction, his snow-white face was numb and hollow.

Su Shirong was also distraught.

The age difference between him and Su Shiqin was seven years, and he did not grow up in the pursuit and assassination like Su Shiqin, because he lived in the Weiwuhou Mansion in Shangjing before he was ten years old, and grew up at the knee of his grandmother.

Later, his mother passed away suddenly, and Shiqin was young, so he was worried about Shiqin, so he moved to live in Sufu, Youzhou.

He never doubted his mother's death, and tried his best to discipline his younger brother, trying to protect him as an adult.

But the truth seemed to cut his heart into pieces.

If it was really him, why was he so "lucky"? It was probably because he was raised under his grandmother's knees, and he was the eldest grandson of the second wife that his grandparents favored, so he couldn't move.

Nalanjing looked at them as if they had lost their souls, and knew that they must have guessed the truth.

They didn't say it, and she didn't want to ask.

She has tasted and seen the poison of human nature, so why ask more.

Su Shirong quickly regained his composure, and asked her: "Doctor Li, can my brother's poison be cured?"

Narankin nodded: "He probably seldom sleeps with this pillow in his arms, but he escaped a catastrophe. The poisoning is not deep, but the poison is too long, and it is a bit stubborn. It will take some time to get rid of it."

　Pass by, ticket stay! ! !

　　
　
(End of this chapter)