Since people are tired of being kings, it's not a bad idea to overthrow them.
Half an hour later, the door behind them finally opened, and at the same time, Tingyu came over with the freshly brewed medicine and handed it to Hanshuang at the door.
"Young Master, don't worry. After the medicinal bath, you'll be fine. Just continue for two more days."
"Okay, I understand." Qin Su loosened her clenched fist, walked directly into the room, and looked at the person still lying on the bed asleep, whose lips had regained their normal rosy color, before she was completely relieved.
"Don't move until your injuries have fully healed. I'll be right next door. Call me if you need anything," Qin Su said in a low voice, noticing Han Shuang looking at him warily.
"good."
Han Shuang served Mo Lan her medicine, watching her mistress weak and drowsy. Turning to look at Qin Su, she increasingly agreed with her mistress's words. Whether it was internal or external, Qin Su was a dangerous person, and the closer they were, the greater the danger. Now it was indeed true.
However, given the current special circumstances, we should wait until the eldest brother wakes up before discussing anything further.
When will my eldest child wake up?
"Depending on the degree of residual poison, he should wake up by noon tomorrow, or at the latest by evening." After taking his pulse, Tingyu had already clearly eliminated most of the remaining toxins.
Just after noon the next day, Mo Lan slowly opened her eyes. Han Shuang felt relieved and thought to herself, "Ting Yu is quite reliable."
Mo Lan stared blankly at the unfamiliar curtains for a moment, and as soon as she moved, a piercing pain shot through her shoulder.
Looking at the bandaged wound on my shoulder, all the events of last night instantly came back to mind.
Thinking about the foolish thing she had done, Mo Lan could only curse herself for being worthy of it, and for a moment she couldn't find a more suitable adjective.
"Boss, you're awake. Is anything bothering you?" Han Shuang sat on the edge of the bed, a rare look of concern on her face.
"Thank goodness, were any of those people from last night still alive?" I can't let my injuries go to waste.
"Everyone from last night has been silenced. I heard there's another group being dealt with, but we don't know the outcome yet. Boss can personally question Prince Qin later. This morning, Wu Feng also interrogated the manager of Songyue Inn. They insisted they knew nothing about the assassination."
"As for the sounds of fighting, they did hear them, but they were too scared to come out. They also promised to cooperate with the investigation and would not hesitate to report to the authorities if necessary."
"Ha~, you speak so righteously, but the governor of Guan County is just sending his family away. No matter what he does, it's just self-deception."
She refused to believe that Qin Su would swallow this insult. Guan County was Song family territory, and the direct descendants were in Liangjing. If he wanted to fight, he would target the direct descendants of the Song family.
"Boss, have some porridge first. Yu said that there are still some residual toxins in your body. Two more medicinal baths will completely clear them out." The porridge had been simmering for a while, just waiting for the boss to wake up and warm his stomach.
Han Shuang helped the man up and placed him on a soft cushion. She ladled out a bowl of white porridge, tested its temperature, and then gently served it to the eldest man.
After finishing a bowl of porridge, Mo Lan waved her hand and said, "It's bland and tasteless, I'm not eating anymore."
"I didn't expect you to be such a picky eater?" As she spoke, Qin Su brought in a tray with several delicate pastries on it.
The moment she saw Qin Su, Mo Lan regretted her actions the night before even more. She clenched her hands tightly under the covers, but her expression remained unchanged. What's done is done, and there's no point in saying anything more.
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