She dressed as a concubine and was targeted by the powerful brother.

Fu Jiao asked He Wuyao to help, and He Wuyao agreed simply.

In this case, Fu Jiao did not plan to go to the government office, but waited at Fu's house for news of He Wuyan's diagnosis.

Xie naturally knew that He Wuyang was treating Fu Changjian.

Very few people could hide the big and small matters of the Fu family from her eyes. But this time, Fu Jiao asked Yan Ji to confuse the guard at the door, and quietly led He Wuyan into the courtyard where Aunt Chen was imprisoned.

The guard at the door wore a confused smile.

He watched Fu Jiao and He Wuyan walk into the hospital, but there was no reaction at all.

He Wuyan's eyes darkened slightly.

He frowned and asked, "I'm a stranger visiting me, and the servants of the Fu family didn't ask any questions?"

"Because Dr. He came with me. How dare he stop me from visiting my aunt?" Fu Jiao replied casually.

"I see."

He Wuyang looked past the slave and towards a withered laurel plant in the corner.

Behind the laurel stands Yan Ji.

Yanji stared at He Wuyan coldly, suppressing the uncomfortable feeling in her heart. It seemed that He Wuyan could see through her existence just like Fu Jiao.

"Doctor He, you just went to see my second brother. Is he feeling better?"

Fu Jiao stepped forward, covering He Wuyan's sight, and quietly gave Yan Ji a look, telling her to go back to Yurong Courtyard.

He Wuyan climbed up the steps and said in a deep voice: "Your second brother's illness is a heart disease. He is so prosperous all day long, which damages his own energy and blood. I can only use some tonics to calm his nerves. When will he be cured?" Look at himself."

This was expected by Fu Jiao.

Fu Changjian has done many evil things, and being scared out of his wits is the retribution he deserves.

Thinking back to Fu Changjian's arrogant attitude when he first met him, compared to his current miserable state of nervousness, Fu Jiao felt happy just thinking about it.

"Doctor He, Aunt Chen lives here."

Fu Jiao pointed to the closed door.

This courtyard used to be Aunt Chen's residence, and Aunt Lu lived opposite it. Now Aunt Lu has been reincarnated, and she still has to wander in the world because of her madness. One lives and the other dies, but it’s impossible to tell who is luckier.

He Wuyang muttered: "Miss Fu, there is something I don't know whether to ask or not."

"Doctor He just said it's okay."

He Wuyan said: "I heard... your Fu family has not been peaceful these days. One of my aunts died of illness, and this one, why did she go crazy even though she was so good?" At this point, he coughed lightly, "Outside the room. There are rumors that this crazy aunt intends to harm the lady in the mansion..."

There are no impervious walls in the world.

What's more, the capital is such a big place, and Fu Zhenqing and Fu Rudi have official positions, so they will naturally receive more attention than others.

Fu Jiao thought about it for a moment, smiled calmly, and said to He Wuyan: "Doctor He, what you heard is correct. Aunt Chen is indeed crazy because of me."

He Wuyang raised his eyes in surprise, "I would like to hear the details."

Fu Jiao ignored Aunt Lu's suicide by hanging from the beam, and simply told He Wuyan that Aunt Chen planned the kidnapping case because she was dissatisfied with her identity. Finally, Fu Jiao said: "Doctor He, to be honest, I don't really believe that Aunt Chen would do such a thing. I take the liberty of inviting you to see Aunt Chen today because I suspect there is something wrong with her madness. "

He Wuyang was an outsider, but he also felt that something was fishy. This Aunt Chen was so crazy at the wrong time. Apparently there was someone else behind her, "It's such a coincidence, it's like someone deliberately blamed Aunt Chen."

"Cough cough."

Fu Jiao pursed her lips and smiled, "Doctor He, I hope you will look more carefully at Aunt Chen to see if it is true or not."

"it is good."

Knowing the cause of the matter, He Wuxing had no worries and tried his best.

According to the rules, Aunt Chen should be locked up in a dark prison. But she was already crazy, and eating and sleeping became a problem. King Guangping and Fu Rudi thought about this, so they made an exception and put Aunt Chen under house arrest at home. Although I couldn't leave the room, at least I had someone to take care of me, so I didn't have to be locked up in the woodshed to starve and freeze.

After entering the house. The room was filled with a suffocating stench.

Aunt Chen huddled dirty in the corner, her hair disheveled, her face pale, but there were two heavy bruises under her eyes, which made her look very penetrating.

Fu Jiao gently covered her nose.

He Wuyang had a kind heart as a doctor and walked up to Aunt Chen to diagnose her pulse.

Aunt Chen was already crazy and stupid. She must have been too crazy in the morning. As evening approached, she was too tired to move. She allowed He Wuhao to see her. He Wuyang was so focused that he didn't even dislike Aunt Chen's mouth dripping with saliva. He opened it and looked at it carefully with a silver needle.

Fu Jiao didn't dare to disturb him and silently helped him. Aunt Chen was also very cooperative. After a set of procedures, He Wuyao took the silver needle, put it in the special liquid, and shook it gently.

After a while, He Wuyang let out a long sigh.

He handed the blackened liquid to Fu Jiao and said solemnly: "You guessed it right. This Aunt Chen is not crazy because of guilt, but she was poisoned."

"Poisoned?"

This touches on Fu Jiao's blind spot in knowledge, "What kind of poison did you get?"

He Wuyang explained: "Seven-color hibiscus. Decades ago, some people used the rhizome of this plant to refine Xiaoyao Pills. The medicinal properties are hot and spicy. Normal people who eat it in moderation will be excited, have a fever all over the body, be cheerful, and have physical strength, which will cause a kind of confusion. It has short-term effects on people's hearts. But taking too much of the original juice of seven-color hibiscus can cause vomiting and dizziness in mild cases, and madness and hysteria in severe cases."

Fu Jiao had never heard of this poison.

She was surprised: "Is it easy to get seven-color hibiscus?"

"Extremely difficult."

He Wuyang immediately rejected it, "Due to Xiaoyao Pills, the seven-color hibiscus was burned to extinction more than 20 years ago. Today, fresh seven-color hibiscus is only grown in small quantities in the Miao border area."

Fu Jiao frowned, thinking about who in the Fu family was linked to Miao Jiang.

"Miss Fu, you should be able to find the real culprit by following the clue of the Seven-Colored Hibiscus."

"Ah."

Fu Jiao knew what was going on.

What was difficult was how she would put the evidence in front of Fu Rudi. Without conclusive evidence, both Fu Rudi and Xue Zhongliu find it difficult to continue.

"Thank you so much, Doctor He, for today. Fu Jiao is very grateful."

He Wuyang had a gentle look on his face, looking at Fu Jiao's beautiful face, his eyes seemed to contain a thousand words.

He smiled softly, "Between you and me, there is no need to say thank you. If you have any problems in the future, you can come to me."

"it is good."

Fu Jiao responded generously.

She personally sent He Wuyan away from the Fu family.

After He Wuyan left, night had just enveloped the world of mortals. Fu Jiao did not go back, but went to the government office to prepare to tell Fu Rudi what happened today.

*

Fu Jiao and He Wuyang met in the mansion, and Xie quickly found out.

"I don't usually see her having personal relationships with other men, but He Wuyi is the only one who can have a few words with her." Fu Yan secretly guessed, "Is it possible that she is still interested in He Wuyi?"

Xie was noncommittal.

She was no longer in a hurry to marry Fu Jiao. She would be causing trouble for herself by helping Fu Jiao arrange her marriage.

"They should just meet casually to chat."

As a mother, it was hard for Fu Yan to refute.

But for some reason, Fu Yan was always uneasy. She said anxiously: "... I hope so."