Chapter 15 Without me, this family would have broken up long ago!

Jiang Kangan was slightly stunned. Ah Fu had been with him since he was a child. In Jiang Kangan's heart, he was no longer just a simple servant.

Knowing that his end was to die to protect himself, Jiang Kangan's eyes were slightly red and he bit his back teeth.

"Acupuncture is just to dredge the veins in your body. The medicine you drank today has basically detoxified the body. Let's stop here for now. If you continue, your body will not be able to bear it. Tomorrow, you can have surgery!"

Jiang Zhiyu pulled out the needles on his body one by one.

[The incense outside was given by the heroine, right? It's okay to smell it during the day, but at night, it will evoke people's most feared memories and make him fall into nightmares. Although it is not poisonous, it can be regarded as a mental attack. It's better not to smell it. ]

[But the problem is how to take it away? 】

【It can't be thrown... I want to say I like it, can you give it to me, big brother? 】

Jiang Zhiyu sat on the bed, staring at the blue and white porcelain incense burner.

Jiang Kangan's eyes trembled with emotion, and he couldn't help shaking. His Adam's apple rolled up and down, and his voice was dry: "Zhiyu... like it?"

Jiang Zhiyu was stunned. He didn't expect him to take the initiative to bring it up. He nodded quickly: "Yeah, I like this pattern."

【The materials in this incense are good. It can be extracted to make several kinds of poisons! It was really good in ancient times. The materials were everywhere. Hehehehe~]

Jiang Kangan pulled the corner of his mouth, stretched out his hand and patted Ah Fu: "Send all the incense and this stove sent by Miss Song to the third lady's yard."

"No, no, I'll just pick it up when I go back, why do you have to make a special trip."

Jiang Zhiyu waved his hands.

"She gave a lot, I'm afraid you can't carry it."

"Oh, how much can it be, I'm very... strong."

Jiang Zhiyu stared at the three boxes of spices that Ah Fu brought out in amazement, and finished the rest of the words with all his strength.

[No, what is this for!]

[Whose good person would send so much incense? No, she's not a good person, then she wouldn't send so much, my good brother wouldn't order it every day, right?]

Jiang Kangan: "..."

He licked his lips, his eyes fell to the side, refusing to look at Jiang Zhiyu.

[Oh my god, what a hard life these two kids have been through. They can't even get a good night's sleep these years. Is this a family feud?]

[However, why are other people so cunning, poisoning and sending incense, but this family seems to have no cunning at all, so easily being calculated?]

Jiang Zhiyu sighed in frustration.

[You still have to rely on me! Without me, this family would have fallen apart long ago!]

Jiang Kangan: "..."

He didn't dare to argue. Listening to Jiang Zhiyu's irritable voice, he felt as if there was a warm current flowing in his heart, soothing him. It's not that

they are not on guard, but they will not direct their defenses at their own family members.

Song Shiwei was brought back to the Xiangfu by his father when he was three years old. Now he is fifteen years old. They have lived together for twelve years. If Jiang Zhiyu hadn't pointed it out, how could he believe that the person he had watched grow up would have such thoughts?

Ah Fu brought three boxes of spices into Jiang Zhiyu's yard. Soon, the news reached Song Shiwei's ears.

Song Shiwei was already sulking, and when he heard that the miracle doctor came to the Xiangfu to treat Jiang Kangan's leg, he became even more anxious.

She was writing a note to deliver a message to Xiao Yanli when Yun Shu rushed in, closed the door, and leaned over to whisper in her ear: "Miss, this is bad. I saw Ah Fu sent a lot of things to the Third Miss's courtyard, enough for several boxes!"

Song Shiwei's hand paused as the ink dots spread on the paper. She had no time to pay attention to it. She felt inexplicably panicked, as if something was getting out of her control.

"Can you see clearly what it is?"

Yun Shu shook her head: "Miss San didn't open it. She asked Ah Fu to put the things in and then drove everyone out."

Song Shiwei breathed heavily: "Go and find out what it is. Also, go to the eldest son's courtyard and ask why the eldest son's temperament suddenly changed! Go!"

She roared, and the brush in her hand hit Yun Shu's face directly, leaving a few drops of ink on her fair face.

Yun Shu covered her face and bowed and retreated.

...

When Ah Fu put the things in, Jiang Sulan leaned against the door frame and looked at him quietly.

Everyone in the prime minister's mansion knew that Ah Fu was the only one who could serve Jiang Kang'an personally, which also meant that many of Ah Fu's actions represented Jiang Kang'an's intentions.

Thinking about the scene where she went to find big brother and was scolded by him, Jiang Sulan narrowed her eyes and sneered.

Didn't you say you didn't believe it? Ha, man!

She didn't believe the words of the miracle doctor. Zhiyu had just gone to big brother's yard, and a miracle doctor who could cure big brother's leg appeared? How could there be such a coincidence in the world.

It's just that she was afraid that Zhiyu would be targeted.

After all, Jiang Sulan was still very happy that big brother's leg could be cured. After Ah Fu left, she squatted beside Jiang Zhiyu who was sorting spices, her face full of curiosity.

"Can big brother's leg really be cured? The imperial physician said bluntly that big brother's leg meridians were broken and he would never be able to stand up again in this life."

"The miracle doctor is here, don't worry." Jiang Zhiyu scooped a spoonful of spices and analyzed.

[Let me see, 4 liang of cinnabar plum bud, 1 liang of clove, 3 liang of coptis root, 2 liang of atractylodes... Well, it's done, the extraction is successful, how much can be made from these three boxes! I'm getting rich! ]

Jiang Sulan blinked, although she didn't understand, but she felt very powerful.

"When did my sister become so proficient in medicine?"

Jiang Zhiyu paused, Jiang Sulan was not as easy to fool as Jiang Kangan, she thought for a long time but couldn't come up with a good answer, and just said lamely: "There is a master in my dream who guides me every day, and over time, I will be able to do it."

When you are indecisive, just talk about metaphysics and it's over!

Jiang Sulan didn't doubt it, this is an opportunity, isn't it another opportunity that she can hear her sister's voice?

[She actually believed it? Sure enough, she is not smart! ]

Jiang Sulan: ???

She raised her head in bewilderment, and saw her sister looking at her angrily.

"I think that in life, we still have to be on our guard. We can't just believe everything others say, don't you agree, sister?"

"Yes..."

Jiang Sulan:...

Why did she say this suddenly? I'm so old, how could I not know this truth?

[She agreed readily, and you can tell from her expression that she definitely doesn't take it to heart! Alas, you still have to rely on me! ]

Jiang Sulan:???

...

Jiang Kang'an was lying on the bed, not knowing if it was a psychological effect, but he always felt that his body seemed to be much lighter, not as heavy as before.

He closed his eyes, and the door creaked open. He didn't open his eyes, and said directly: "Did you send it?"

"Yes, I just came out of the third lady's courtyard, and I saw Yunshu. I heard that Miss Song was very angry."