Kicked out of the house, she transformed into the daughter of the richest man.
Her brother's cold shoulder, her mother's favoritism, her sister's schemes?
Nothing to fear, j...
Chapter 67: Speak with Evidence
The production cycle of intangible cultural heritage is six days.
In six days, she and Tan Qinghuan made ten sachets together. Except for one that was handed in as homework, the rest were given away to friends and family.
Mr. Tan’s treatment is coming to an end.
Today was her last acupuncture session. After discussing with her master, she decided to use the Huiyang acupuncture method.
In the closed room, Mr. Tan was only wearing a vest and shorts.
Ye Chong brought new silver needles.
"Jinmo, do you still remember the formula of Huiyang Needle Technique?"
Ye Jinmo nodded, picked up the silver needle with familiarity, and muttered to herself with a focused look:
"Yameng, Laogong, Sanyinjiao, Yongquan, Taixi, Zhongwan, Huantiao, Sanli, Hegu, these are the nine acupuncture points for returning yang."
Following the incantation, nine silver needles were inserted into the acupoints accurately and quickly.
Mr. Tan's complexion turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then he began to sweat, and his originally confused consciousness began to clear up.
Ye Chong looked at his apprentice's superb skills with satisfaction, and looked at Mr. Tan: "How do you feel?"
"My whole body is hot, as if there is a heat rising from the soles of my feet..."
Ye Jinmo examined Mr. Tan's arm. The last two spots of corpse spots gradually faded away and finally condensed on the veins on the back of his hand.
The originally green veins instantly turned purple-red.
She gave her master a hint.
Ye Chong quickly held down his arm.
She pulled out a small knife from her waist and cut a line on the back of Mr. Tan's hand.
In an instant, black blood flowed down the back of his hand and dripped onto the ground. Something seemed to be moving in the black liquid.
Mr. Tan couldn't bear it any longer and cried out in pain.
Although acupuncture in the previous five days was painful, it was bearable. But today, his lower body had no feeling, while his upper body was in bone-gnawing pain and a bit of itchiness, making him want to wave his arms uncontrollably.
Ye Chong held his forearm tightly and pushed forward repeatedly with his right hand.
As more and more black blood spread on the ground, Mr. Tan's face turned red, his lips trembled uncontrollably, and his eyes were bloodshot.
Gradually, the black blood was mixed with red.
The originally purple-red meridians on the back of the hand returned to their normal green color.
After all the blood had turned red, she picked up the hemostatic medicine that had been prepared on the table and sprinkled it on the wound.
She stood up straight and took the silver needle.
Old Tan felt much more comfortable. He looked down and saw a pool of black blood on the ground with something like a worm wriggling in it. He shuddered.
"This is the poisonous insect in your body. It has been forced out now, but your calf is temporarily numb. It will recover in half an hour. You are very lucky this time. You don't need amputation, and the sequelae will be relatively small." Ye Jinmo explained the follow-up matters.
It was almost noon when we came out of Tan's house.
Ye Chong received a call and left first.
She walked slowly towards the B&B.
"Little girl, little girl!"
Hearing someone calling her from behind, she stopped and looked around.
A young boy dressed as an apprentice trotted over, panting: "Finally I see you!"
Ye Jinmo pointed at herself and asked in confusion: "Excuse me, what do you want to talk to me about?"
The boy wiped his sweat and handed her a medicine box: "Don't you remember me? You bought the missing herbs in our pharmacy yesterday!"
Hearing this, she had some impression.
"After you left yesterday, your sister also came to buy medicine and asked you which medicine you bought. She bought some Daphne daphne. Our boss specifically asked me to find you and said that licorice and Daphne daphne cannot be used together, as it will cause poisoning. Here are some detoxification lozenges for you to use as a backup."
She looked at the medicine box in her hand, frowned slightly, and said thoughtfully, "Thank you."
Her sister?
She had a bad feeling in her heart and quickened her pace.
When I got back to the B&B and just entered the door, I heard screams coming from inside.
The hall was in chaos.
"Shu Ran, don't scare me!"
When she walked into the hall, she saw Jin Fan holding the semi-conscious Ye Shuran and roaring.
There were quite a few classmates around, and some of them had already run to tell the teacher.
Tan Qinghuan stood aside, at a loss, but when he saw her come in, he hurried to greet her.
Ye Jinmo patted her hand soothingly and walked closer.
"It's you who harmed Shu Ran again!" Jin Fan's eyes were wide open and he was shaking with anger.
She glanced at him calmly, then glanced at Ye Shuran who was still conscious: "What did you do again?"
Ye Shuran's face was pale, with countless red spots on her arms, her lips were slightly black, and her breath was weak: "I'm fine, sister, I... don't blame you..."
"Shu Ran, stop talking. It's all her fault. She's the one who harmed you. If it weren't for her sachet, you wouldn't have been in trouble!" Jin Fan was heartbroken when he saw the appearance of his beloved girl.
Ye Jinmo caught two words: sachet.
The intangible cultural heritage works on display will be randomly distributed to students in this department for use, and the experience is an important part of this evaluation.
Seeing that she didn't say anything, Jin Fan thought he had caught her, and his voice rose an octave unconsciously, wishing that everyone in the world could come and see how vicious she was.
"You must have had a conflict with Shu Ran before, and this time you're taking revenge! How could you be so harsh? No matter what, Shu Ran is still your sister in name. Aren't you afraid of being punished by God for doing this?"
The students around were whispering and didn't dare to speak loudly.
A life teacher from the summer camp came over with information and immediately decided to call 120.
Afterwards, the teacher looked at the girl in front of her. She didn't know Ye Jinmo's true identity, and at this moment she only felt that this person was vicious.
"Student, I will report this to the principal. You have ulterior motives to murder your classmates. You are not worthy of being a student of the Imperial University!"
As soon as the words fell, Ye Jinmo's face darkened and she asked coldly, "How did my medical school work end up in the hands of a fine arts student like her?"
When these words were spoken, everyone around was stunned.
Everyone is very clear about the rules this time.
Jin Fan came back to his senses, but the person in his arms had already started to cough up blood. He didn't care about anything else and immediately retorted: "Who knows if you deliberately stuffed the sachet into the art department! Even if Shu Ran didn't get into trouble today, someone else would!"
People around couldn't help but exclaim.
"Oh my God, she's trying to hurt me!"
"How can there be such a vicious person?"
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Tan Qinghuan couldn't stand it anymore and stood up to refute: "Jinmo and I made ten sachets and gave nine to family members. They all said they were good. How come the one she used had problems? There must be something fishy here!"
"Maybe she did it on purpose!" Jin Fan was not to be outdone.
The teacher was worried. If anything really happened to the students in this summer camp, he would definitely be held responsible!
Thinking of this, he pointed at Ye Jinmo's nose and scolded: "Even if you have a grudge against someone, you can't joke about the safety of your classmates!"
Ye Jinmo slapped his hand away, her almond-shaped eyes flashing with coldness, and she snorted coldly: "You don't investigate the cause and process of the incident, but just believe what one person said, and you convict me?"
"Does this need to be investigated? You must have made the poison sachet!"
Tan Qinghuan was also angry and protected her behind him: "Teacher, you have to provide evidence when you speak. How can you be sure that Ye Shuran fainted because of the sachet and not because of something else?"