Rat poison? According to the rules here, every household that buys rat poison has to keep records. They really aren't afraid of being discovered.

Ye Wanwan remembered something and said softly, "Then I'll trouble the doctor. Sister-in-law, please help me send the doctor out."

"Has anyone collected any new hay recently?" After everyone was sent out, Ye Wanwan looked at the group of people gathered around and asked with a smile.

It wasn't a big deal, and it wasn't their fault. Why were they all so listless? That wasn't good. Even she couldn't have expected someone to suddenly resort to such tactics.

"Lin Qi, go get the hay collection account book." Lin Tiantian said to Lin Qi behind him, and then said, "Sister Wanwan, winter is long gone, and there are fewer people selling hay recently. We have kept a clear record of everything."

Ye Wanwan nodded, pulled Lin Moer and Wan Ning together, and walked out together, "Okay, don't be so dejected, it's a good thing to encounter some setbacks occasionally."

The longer they stay here, the more the children will think about it. Moreover, for them now, this may be a big deal.

"Yu Zhiqiu? Who is this person?" Ye Wanwan searched her mind but could not find any information about this person.

There are not many people selling hay recently, and those in front are all acquaintances. People from Linjia Village don’t seem like people who would do such a thing.

Yu Zhiqiu? There shouldn't be anyone like that in Linjia Village, right? Not to mention the name, there shouldn't even be anyone with that surname.

"Sister, I collected the grass from this man. He said he was introduced by someone else. He and his family depend on selling the grass to make a living. It's a big cart full of grass." Ye Ansheng clenched his fists when he recalled the scene a few days ago.

He keeps saying that he has nowhere else to go, but in the end he wants to harm them. Damn his compassion, it really does harm to others!

Ye Wanwan touched Ye Ansheng's head and said, "Think carefully about what he said that day. Where is he from?"

"He said that he encountered a disaster and came to live with his relatives. He heard about this job, so he just took it. His relatives' home seemed to be in a nearby village..." Ye Ansheng scratched his head and spoke incoherently.

Before Ye Wanwan could decide what to do, Lin Tiantian's angry voice came from the room where the hay was stored, "Sister Wanwan, we are being targeted by someone with ulterior motives."

What Lin Tiantian was holding in his hand was the silk that he had found from a pile of hay. The cinnabar color dotted on it made it look particularly dazzling.

"I was wondering why there would be such a crude method, it's more like a provocation. It seems Shangguan En has not yet faced the reality." Ye Wanwan said coldly, and threw the provocative declaration to the ground.

If she wasn't now helpless and unable to free her hands, there would always be people who would rush to seek death when she had no time to take care of it. It was really interesting, really interesting.

Having already been pestered to listen to what happened in Fu Yu City many times, the little ones were not unfamiliar with the name Shangguan En. The expressions on their faces were exactly the same, and they were all eager to have a big fight.

"We don't need the hay anymore. Let's burn it together later. We're going to town today." Ye Wanwan smiled, called Ye Bufan and Fang to help watch over the place, and went to town with the children.

Lin Xu'an drove the carriage skillfully at a moderate speed. Even on the dirt road which was not very flat, the carriage was not very bumpy and always maintained a steady speed.

Ye Wanwan in the carriage was also trying her best to ease the atmosphere, and finally made the little kids who were frowning and kept talking about how they messed up laugh. However, not long after, the carriage slowly stopped, as if it was blocked.

"Please, save my child..." The woman's voice was extremely shrill, and her sobs drifted in the wilderness, adding a bit of sadness.

Ye Wanwan crouched down and stuck her head out of the carriage, asking Lin Xu'an, who was holding the reins, "What's going on over there?"

"I heard them say that someone seemed to have fallen off a carriage and hit his head on a rock. The doctor has come and said that there is no way to save him..." Lin Xu'an summarized the news he heard and said softly.

Ye Wanwan nodded and jumped off the carriage. "You keep an eye on them. I'll go over and take a look."

"Tiantian, come out and go with Sister Wanwan. Be careful." Lin Xu'an looked at the carriage stuck in the middle. He was indeed indispensable here.

The scene where the accident happened was far more horrifying than Ye Wanwan had imagined. Blood had already dyed the clothes of the mother and son red, and even the ground nearby had changed color.

The child's mother, desperate, knelt before the old doctor with a white beard and begged him repeatedly, "Doctor, saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. Please, save my child..."

"Madam, I have tried my best and used the best medicine. The bleeding won't stop and there is nothing I can do." The doctor said as he stepped aside and began to pack up the medicine box while shaking his head.

Among the crowd gathered around, some were moved by kindness and shed tears, while naturally there were also many people who were in a hurry to get on with their lives, some were mumbling under their breath, and some were cursing loudly. The messy situation suddenly became even more chaotic.

"Doctor, I have some excellent hemostatic medicine here. Do you think there is any other way?" Ye Wanwan took out the medicine given by Rong Youtang from her arms, actually from the system, and handed it to the doctor.

The medicine given by the current princess is, after all, the best available in this era. If there is no other way, I'm afraid there will be no way to save her...

"Young lady, to be honest, no matter how good the medicine is, it can't stop the pain. The quality of your medicine is really good. Please keep it." The doctor sprinkled the medicine on the wound, walked to Ye Wanwan, and said in a low voice.

Ye Wanwan took the medicine bottle and asked quietly, "Since the bleeding won't stop, is it possible to sew the wound up?"

"Miss, don't joke with me. People are not clothes. You can't sew them up just like that..." The doctor took a step back and spoke in a much louder voice.

When the people around heard this, they seemed to be frightened and turned away, as if they were afraid of being infected by some evil spirit.

"Girl, do you have any solution?" The woman stared at Ye Wanwan, igniting the last glimmer of hope as if she had grabbed the last straw.

There really was no such thing as surgery in this era. Ye Wanwan could only shake her head bitterly. She was not a doctor and she had no way to do anything. It was useless to have a desire to save people.

"Sister, are you willing to let me try?" A girl in red came over with light steps, carrying a medicine box on her back.