"Husband!" Mrs. Qiao was about to rush over, but Shang Ruoyi quickly pulled her back: "Don't go."

"But······"

The black blood that sprayed on the ground suddenly formed many white bubbles.

놋Poison!

Mrs. Qiao stood there in a daze.

It seems that someone really poisoned him on purpose.

"Madam Qiao, this poison is extremely strong. Anyone who touches the poisonous blood will be poisoned." Shang Ruoyi said coldly: "It seems that the person who poisoned it hates your husband."

The handkerchief in Mrs. Qiao's hand was almost torn, and she ordered her servants to carry the head of the Qiao family to the bed.

Soon, she calmed down and said to Shang Ruoyi, "Thank you Miss Shang for today."

"Mrs. Qiao, you're too polite." She took out a porcelain bottle and handed it to her: "As a reward for Mrs. Qiao's rescue today, here are a few nourishing spirit pills. Although the poison in Qiaojiazhuang has been resolved, the body's qi and energy are severely damaged and need to be properly recuperated."

"Then thank you very much, Miss Shang." Mrs. Qiao took the porcelain bottle and said with a smile, "If it weren't for Miss Shang, our Qiao family would have been in a disaster!"

Her words were not alarmist. Old Master Qiao had only one son, and that was the now poisoned Patriarch Qiao. Patriarch Qiao also had only one child, Young Master Qiao. If anything happened to both of them, it would mean that the Qiao family would be extinct.

Thinking about it this way, perhaps the matter of Young Master Qiao being poisoned is not as simple as it seems.

However, the person who could allow the child to carry the poison in the womb without anyone noticing was truly very skilled.

늀At this moment, a servant came over and said, "Madam, the master wants you to go to the front hall with the genius doctor."

At this time, Mr. Qiao was sitting in the main seat in the main hall, his face grim: "I didn't expect it was poisoning. Fortunately, Miss Shang came to the rescue, otherwise my Qiao family would have suffered a devastating disaster!"

He waved his hand, and several maids came up with a tray in their hands. "It's just a little gift. It's not a token of respect, but please don't despise it, Miss Shang. You must accept it. We will inevitably trouble you frequently in the future. If you don't accept it, how can we be embarrassed?"

Shang Ruoyi wanted to refuse, but after hearing what Mr. Qiao said, she smiled and said, "Since you said so, it would be a bit ungrateful if I don't accept it."

Old Master Qiao took out a land deed from his bosom: "This is a farm of our Qiao family on the edge of Shanheng and bordering Tianshun. I thought you might need it."

Shang Ruoyi's eyes lit up when she heard that. She took the deed and took a look at it, and said with a smile, "Thank you very much."

After leaving the Qiao family, Shang Ruoyi and a few others went straight to the border.

Doctor Jiang and his daughter, who were standing not far away, saw this scene.

"Dad, they are heading towards the border. Could it be that they are from Tianshun?"

Doctor Jiang shook his head: "If Tian Shun was such a powerful person, would the prince still ask us to treat him?"

Jiang An'er probably thought so too and said, "Dad, are we still going to Qiao's house?"

Divine Doctor Jiang shook his head: "No, Madam Qiao already knows that I am here. If she wants to find me, she will come to find me. Now, after a few days, she still hasn't come to find me. Why should I lower my status and go to their Qiao family?" Divine Doctor Jiang turned and left: "Let's go back to Tianshun."

As soon as Shang Ruoyi entered the territory of Tianshun, she changed her clothes and went to Zhao Junyi's mansion.

She took out a herb from the space and said with a smile: "After taking this herb, your illness will be much better."

Zhao Junyi looked at the herbs in her hand and said happily, "Give them to me quickly."

Shang Ruoyi handed the herbs to him directly: "My lord, please take it directly."

"Take it directly?" Zhao Junyi blinked and took the herb in his hand doubtfully: "Won't it be poisonous?"

"No," it's a bit bitter.

Zhao Junyi thought about it and stuffed the herbs into his mouth.

"Ugh!" Bitter! This is too bitter! It is many times more bitter than gall.

"My Lord, please don't spit it out. I went through so much trouble to find only this one."

Zhao Junyi held the medicine in his mouth, unable to swallow it, and daring not to spit it out, mumbling, "It's too bitter!"

"As the saying goes, good medicine tastes bitter. How can this bitter herb cure your illness?" Shang Ruoyi said sincerely.

Seeing that she didn't seem to be lying, Zhao Junyi had no choice but to swallow the herbs.

At this moment, a group of officers walked in.

The man in the lead was the governor who had just been sent by the court, Zhang 뀗yu.

He had a goatee and said arrogantly, "Where is Zhao Junyi?"

"Your humble servant Zhao Junyi greets the governor." Zhao Junyi bowed and came to Zhang Yu and said, "I didn't know that you were coming. I was not able to greet you. Please forgive me."

Zhang Yu looked around the main hall and sneered, "Master Zhao is really generous. He lost the prisoner but still has the leisure to be affectionate with the girl here. I really admire him."

When Zhao Junyi heard this, the sweat on his forehead instantly fell off: "Master Zhang has misunderstood. I have a strange disease. This woman happens to know medical skills and is helping me treat it."

"Oh? There is actually a female doctor in your place of exile?" Zhang Yu fixed his eyes on Shang Ruoyi: "Raise your head and let me take a look."

Shang Ruoyi frowned slightly and slowly raised her head. Zhang Yu looked at her face for a long while and whispered, "I didn't expect that she was such a young female doctor." He changed the subject and said, "I have a chronic illness. When I was in the capital, I also consulted the imperial physician in the palace, but it still didn't work."

Shang Ruoyi lowered her head and whispered, "My medical skills are limited. I can treat some common diseases, but if even the imperial doctors in the palace can't cure you, I'm afraid there's nothing I can do."

Zhao Junyi interrupted her immediately after hearing this: "You are such a sinner, you really don't know what is good for you. Being able to treat the governor is a blessing you earned in your previous life. If you can really cure him, he might be happy to reduce your sentence!"

Reduce sentence?

Shang Ruoyi didn't show it on her face, but she had already made up her mind. She said calmly, "My lord, it's not that I don't know what's good for me. In fact, your body is precious. I'm afraid that my poor medical skills will delay your treatment."

"It's okay." Zhang Yu sat on the chair and stretched out his wrist: "Just take a good look!"

After hearing what he said, Shang Ruoyi walked forward with a smile, but instead of checking his pulse, she asked him to open his mouth.

"Why do you ask me to open my mouth?" Zhang Yu was a little unhappy: "Shouldn't I feel your pulse?"

Shang Ruoyi smiled and said, "Medical skills emphasize observation, listening, questioning and palpation. Feeling the pulse is just one of the examination methods."

Zhang 뀗yu raised his eyebrows slightly and opened his mouth.

After checking, Shang Ruoyi smiled and said, "My lord, this is not a chronic disease, it's just a weak spleen and stomach."

"Humph, I think you are no different from those quack doctors. You can only say these high-sounding words. How can you prove that your spleen and stomach are weak and cold?"