Your Majesty, the Princess is here to help you with infertility again.

Chapter 143 Master Jia’s illness is not simple

The last time Nan Suhe came here, she felt that the aromatherapy and food were a bit strange.

But time was tight before, and Boss Jia was very uncooperative, so he didn't take it too seriously.

After giving Jia Zhiyun a thorough inspection today, he had to start paying attention to everything around him.

The poison on Jia Zhiyun's body can be regarded as the "flying sand" that is relatively common in the house.

The price is also a bit expensive and a little difficult to get.

However, it is still easier than ordinary people to buy a house like Jia's house, which is one of the richest in Kyoto.

But Nan Suhe was a little confused.

This poison, in most cases, is the kind of poison that an aunt targets at the main wife, or against the main wife's unborn child.

The Jia family is like this. Seeing that both his father and mother are here, they are also very concerned about their son. There are no concubines yet. Why is Jia Zhiyun so poisoned?

With this doubt, Nan Suhe carefully checked Jia Zhiyun's food and clothing expenses.

It’s okay if you don’t check it, but once you check it, you’ll find it’s even more complicated!
  These clothes, food, and utensils are nothing if taken out individually.

No expert in medical skills or poison detoxification would be able to tell anything!
  However, when these are put together, something strange happens!
  Because each of these things has been soaked with unused herbs.

Others may not be able to smell it, but Nan Suhe has been in Chinese herbal medicine stores since she was a child with her master of Chinese medicine, Wang Shanqing, and is very sensitive to the smell of these herbs.

So she smelled it right away!
  Entering the space and extracting the residue on these things, sure enough, it was the same as what she smelled!
  These things are really nothing if they exist alone, and even if they are discovered by others, they will find these things useful! Strengthen your roots!

However, once these herbs are mixed together, the harm will be accumulated over time and the moisturizing effect will be silent.

"What a murderer without being seen!" Nan Suhe couldn't help but sigh and whispered.

Boss Jia and Xie Bin just invited her to see their son and cure his hemiplegia and stuttering.

But he didn't expect that when he was looking for the cause of his illness, he found out so many hidden things.

Nan Suhe sat next to Jia Zhiyun, looking down at him with some hesitation.

She wasn't sure if she wanted to continue investigating.

Because, if we dig deeper, it will definitely affect some matters in the inner courtyard of their house.

Since traveling through time, Nan Suhe has looked at the lives of these people with modern thoughts.

She has always thought about giving up the complex of helping others and respecting the fate of others.

She is just a doctor and does not want to participate in these internal fights in the family.

Simply treat the disease, leave the palace as soon as possible, and live a good life with Yiyi.

This is what she wants and should strive for.

Instead of getting too involved in other people's life experiences and trajectories.

Nan Suhe was about to get up when suddenly, he felt his pulse-diagnosing hand being held!
  Nan Suhe sat back on the bed again and looked at Jia Zhiyun.

He still had his eyes closed, but his brows suddenly furrowed, as if he tried his best to open them but couldn't.

Are you awake? Or a nightmare?

Nan Suhe was not sure, so he twitched his hand slightly and thought about getting up and trying again to make sure.

Unexpectedly, after noticing Nan Suhe's movements, Jia Zhiyun continued to reach out and held Nan Suhe's wrist tightly with a stronger force than before.

Nan Suhe looked down at Jia Zhiyun's face.

Not only was his brows furrowed, but the muscles in his mouth were also twitching.

He seemed to be struggling to express something.

"Do you want to say something?" Nan Suhe said, "Just in time, I can give you acupuncture when you are conscious."

"I can help you regain your voice for a short period of time, but you will need to continue to receive acupuncture treatment to completely make your voice come out."

"Relax, let go first, I'll give you acupuncture and let you talk."

Hearing what Nan Suhe said, Jia Zhiyun gradually let go of his hand, and retracted it with trembling fingers. “It will hurt a little, so bear with it.”

After saying that, Nan Suhe took out the silver needle and began to lower his head and carefully apply the needle on Jia Zhiyun's acupuncture points.

Sure enough, after using such a set of acupuncture techniques, Nan Suhe found that the silver needles had some inconspicuous discoloration.

These are indeed traces of poison!

Nan Suhe put away the silver needle, then observed Jia Zhiyun, and said in a low voice: "Okay, now, you start talking, give it a try."

I saw Jia Zhiyun slowly opening his mouth.

Probably because he hadn't spoken or made a sound for a long time, his facial muscles seemed unusually stiff.

Just opening his mouth took a long time and effort.

"Don't worry." Nan Suhe said, "You can move your lips first and move your face."

"You haven't spoken for a long time. This reaction is normal."

"Just get used to it a little bit."

Jia Zhiyun closed his mouth slightly, then took a deep breath, and after calming down, opened his mouth again.

I saw him moving his lips obediently, as if doing warm-up exercises to prepare for work.

After a while, Jia Zhiyun, probably getting used to the movement of his facial muscles, began to try to open his mouth:

"He Gong, Master...please, please...save me..."

As he spoke, Jia Zhiyun tried to lift his hands with trembling hands, but because it was too difficult for him now, he gave up.

"Want to drink water? Or do you want to get something?" Nan Suhe asked after seeing his movements.

"Pillow, pillow core...left, left..."

"Let me get it for you?" Nan Suhe asked.

"Um……"

Seeing Jia Zhiyun nod, Nan Suhe stretched out her hand and started groping for the core of his pillow.

The initial exploration was fruitless.

"There's nothing." Nan Suhe asked, "Did you remember it wrong?"

"No, no..." Jia Zhiyun said, "Under the bottom... try again, try again..."

Nan Suhe directly raised Jia Zhiyun's head, then took out the pillow and began to fumble for the pillow core.

This is really a place with a universe within it.

Even if it is cleaned or replaced by others, it will not be easily discovered that there is still a space inside.

Nan Suhe touched something hard and took it out.

Taking a look at it in his hand, Nan Suhe couldn't help but raise his eyebrows!
  It's the order of the young master of "Haifengtang"!

Nan Suhe looked through it carefully and checked.

Looking at the totem and the materials used, you can tell at a glance that this is not a fake.

But why does Jia Zhiyun have such a thing?

"This...is yours?!" Nan Suhe asked.

"Yes..." Jia Zhiyun took a deep breath and replied.

"Why do you have it?" Nan Suhe asked.

If Butler Xie is the master of the Kyoto branch, then does he know that this young master has a young master's order?
  "Because, because, it is... a relic left by my mother to me!" Jia Zhiyun replied.

"Mother? A relic?" Nan Suhe suddenly realized, "The current Mrs. Jia is not your biological mother?!"

(End of this chapter)