Chapter 832 It May Not Be Fragrance, But Poison
Even if she didn't see the two of them, it was not difficult for Song Yanxi to guess the scene just by listening to Xi Lin's breathless cursing.
She sighed softly and said helplessly, "Doctor Xi really needs to exercise more."
He had only taken a few steps, but he was panting even harder than Dahei who was hiding under a tree to cool off. How could he live to be a hundred years old?
As a doctor, she had never seen anyone so young ruin their own body like this.
Thinking of the important matters that needed to be attended to, Song Yanxi looked at Mo Jinchuan and said, "Your Highness, please go find Doctor Xi and Cousin Qingsong to prevent them from accidentally bumping into each other while chasing each other. I will take Changjiu to the pharmacy to get the medicine."
Mo Jinchuan: "I'll go with you."
Instead of rejecting Song Yanxi, he added, "A guest from afar is a guest. Qingsong knows his limits and won't really tire anyone out."
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"Huff, huff... You little brat, don't run!" Xi Lin bent over, supporting his knees with his hands, and the people in front of him had double images.
Yan Qingsong hurriedly took a few steps forward and asked with concern, "Are you okay?"
As soon as he finished speaking, his wrist was suddenly grabbed by someone.
Xi Lin looked up at him, smiled and said, "I caught you."
"You're cheating!" Yan Qingsong was so angry that he pulled his hand back. Seeing Xi Lin losing his balance and about to fall forward, he hurriedly supported him.
He muttered quietly, "It's only a few steps, and you're so weak."
Xi Lin's eyelids jumped violently, and he blurted out, "Who are you talking about? I'm in good health!"
As he spoke, his legs went weak and he almost fell to his knees.
Yan Qingsong hurriedly supported him, not daring to speak any more, and said nervously, "Brother, let me help you sit down and rest."
"Why do you need to rest?" Xi Lin said unhappily, "I'm in good health, not tired at all, and I don't need to rest at all.
Go, keep running, I'll catch up with you soon."
Although his legs were soft, his mouth was still as hard as ever.
Although Yan Qingsong was a little unconvinced, when he thought that he was a guest of Mo Jinchuan and Song Yanxi, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and help the man down to the pavilion.
Of course Xi Lin refused to cooperate.
He felt that this boy clearly looked down on him.
But after running for such a distance, not only his legs were weak, but his hands were also very weak. He tried to push Yan Qingsong but couldn't move him.
He suddenly became even angrier and cursed, "What did you eat to grow up like this kid? You're so strong."
Yan Qingsong chuckled and said, "My elder brother and I have been practicing horse stance with our grandfather since we were young, and we would do it for two hours a day."
Just listening to it, Xi Lin felt his legs go weak.
You can ask him to lie still for two hours, but forget about making him do horse stance. He would rather be hit by the old man's big broom.
Even though Yan Qingsong is not very old and his height is only up to Xi Lin's armpit, he can help him up without any effort.
It’s more like resistance than support.
He was halfway through his struggle when he suddenly heard an angry shout from behind him, "What trouble have you gotten yourself into again, you little brat?"
Yan Qingsong shuddered and subconsciously let go of his hand.
With a loud thud, Xi Lin fell headfirst into the flower bed next to him, still face down.
The next moment, a scream comparable to that of a pig being slaughtered resounded throughout the back garden of the Yan Mansion.
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In the pharmacy, Song Yanxi paused while pulling the drawer, turned to look at Mo Jinchuan and asked, "Did Your Majesty hear anything?"
Mo Jinchuan's expression remained unchanged, "No."
He took two steps forward and easily opened the drawer that Song Yanxi had to stand on tiptoe to reach, and asked, "How many do you need?"
The two of them were face to face, and Mo Jinchuan happened to lower his head while speaking, and his warm breath fell on Song Yanxi's face.
But at this moment, her heart was on the herbs, and she didn't notice that their posture was too ambiguous. She said, "Three pieces are enough," and turned around to get another herb.
Occasionally, when they looked back, they saw Chang Jiu smiling at the two of them, and they had no idea what he was so happy about.
When they had found half of the herbs, Song Yanxi realized something was wrong and looked at Chang Jiu and said, "Chang Jiu, go find your master.
The Dark Commander is outside, call him and ask him to take you to find him."
Chang Jiu hurriedly turned around and walked out.
After the figure disappeared at the door and the footsteps gradually died down, Mo Jinchuan asked, "Xi'er, is there something wrong?"
Song Yanxi shook her head, her eyes complicated as she said, "I can't be sure yet. I need Changjiu to smell the specific formula before I can make a conclusion."
Meeting those gloomy black eyes, Song Yanxi's expression became solemn, "This fragrance may not be fragrance, but poison."
Mo Jinchuan's expression also turned serious in an instant, "Li Zhuang's death doesn't seem to be caused by poisoning."
Song Yanxi responded with a wry smile, "That's why I said I'm not sure."
She pointed at the two herbs she had just taken out on the table and said, "These two herbs are both extremely poisonous, and can even kill instantly upon contact with blood.
These two herbs will never appear in any spice recipe.”
As she spoke, she handed the list of herbs written by Chang Jiu to Mo Jinchuan, "The third, sixth, seventh, ninth, and even the last few herbs on it are all highly poisonous."
Mo Jinchuan's face darkened. "No wonder the child looked so unhappy when he was writing the name of the medicine just now."
Song Yanxi said, "I didn't expect that such a sweet taste would contain so much poison."
Hearing her say this, Mo Jinchuan asked worriedly: "Xier, this is a highly poisonous thing. You and Chang Jiu just smelled it for so long. Will it hurt your body?"
"Normally, yes."
Glancing at Mo Jinchuan's suddenly nervous expression, Song Yanxi explained, "When I saw the list Chang Jiu wrote just now, I had already felt his pulse, and there was no sign of poisoning."
Speaking of this, she also found it very strange.
Not to mention the few remaining poisons, just the ones she had already caught were enough to kill someone with just a tiny bit of powder.
Even if it is made into incense, its toxicity will not be reduced much.
But not only did Li Zhuang show no signs of poisoning, even she and Chang Jiu, who had smelled the smell, had no problems with their pulses.
Even if the symptoms are mild and nothing can be seen from the pulse, the body's reaction cannot be deceived.
Mo Jinchuan frowned and asked, "Xier, among the herbs Chang Jiu wrote down, are there any that conflict with each other?"
“Yes, and there are more than just one or two conflicting flavors.”
Song Yanxi explained, "The poisons Chang Jiu wrote down are mostly overbearing in nature, so doctors would be more careful when using them as medicine even if they had no choice.
It is just like there cannot be two tigers in one mountain. Even if it is a risky move to fight poison with poison, two medicines will not be chosen at the same time.
If one is not careful, the life of the person taking the medicine may be in danger."
She only took a quick look and saw several highly toxic medicines with conflicting properties.
Any of these medicines, even a tiny amount, can easily take a person's life.
Song Yanxi really couldn't figure out who on earth would dare to mix these highly poisonous ingredients into one medicine.
It is even possible that it is not medicine but so-called spices.
Even someone as eccentric as her uncle-master had only tried to put four poisons together, and ended up poisoning all the fish in her master's pond.
Although those fish were originally used to cultivate water for irrigating the medicinal herbs in the back mountain, the master still got very angry.
Even after many years, Song Yanxi still remembers the scene when his fellow apprentices quarreled.
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