Chapter 399 This person is not a kind person.
"It was just a whim of mine back then. I originally came here to study Gu worms, but who knew it would turn into poison. I remember I burned it all."
As the old man spoke, he scratched his head, vaguely realizing something was wrong. He subconsciously looked at Jiang Nuanzhi, only to see her staring at him with wide eyes.
"So, you mean you poisoned yourself with the medicine you made?"
The old man swallowed hard. "Nuan girl, I know you're anxious, but don't worry, listen to me. Actually, this poison is very easy to cure. As long as that young Rong goes to the capital to find me the catalyst, it'll be done in no time."
Jiang Nuanzhi was both amused and annoyed: "What exactly is the antidote? Just tell me clearly."
Seeing how much he wanted it, I gave him a meatball.
The old man hurriedly took it, stuffed it into his mouth, his eyes squinting as he ate, and mumbled, "Anyway, it's very simple, you don't need to worry about it."
After finishing the meatball, his craving was aroused even more. But when he looked at Jiang Nuanzhi, he saw that her face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and her beautiful, narrow eyes were full of dangerous energy.
The old man choked: "Oh dear, actually... actually it's just to get some blood."
"Blood!"
Upon hearing this, both Jiang Nuanzhi and the waiter widened their eyes.
"Can blood also detoxify?" Xiao Er frowned, took out his little notebook, and stared intently at the old man.
Jiang Nuanzhi nodded: "Yes, what kind of blood can detoxify?"
This was unheard of. Jiang Nuanzhi prided herself on being familiar with the general treatment approaches of most Chinese and Western medicines, but this really stumped her.
"Didn't it say that this poison was obtained from research on Gu worms? Back then, it used one person's blood, right? Now, to cure it, we still need his blood."
The old man said, flicking his sleeve, "Don't be in a hurry, you two. When I get home, I'll bring you back the record book of this poison."
As he said this, he reached out to pick up a meatball. The next second, his hand was slapped, and the old man cried out in pain, pulling his hand back.
He glared at Jiang Nuanzhi: "Hey, you little brat, why are you getting more and more fierce!"
Jiang Nuanzhi's rosy lips curved into a smile, her eyes narrowed slightly, and her tone was undisguisedly threatening: "If you don't explain clearly, there are even more vicious things out there. Do you want to try?"
The old man met Jiang Nuanzhi's gaze, took several deep breaths in anger, and then suddenly slapped his forehead: "Ouch, ouch, my head hurts, it really hurts, I can't remember anything."
Jiang Nuanzhi slammed the spatula down: "Stop pretending. I'm the one who fixed your head. Do you know how good it is? Hurry up and tell me."
The old man, as if he had given up all hope, plopped down on the ground and said, "Anyway, I can't remember whose it is."
Jiang Nuanzhi squinted at the old man's nonchalant attitude, and the next second, she shoved a small bowl of meatballs into his hands. She lowered her head, sighed heavily, and said rather forlornly, "In the end, the old man and I aren't close. He doesn't want to talk to me about this, so be it. Fine, I won't ask anymore."
Then, she turned around, covered her face, and squatted down.
The waiter glanced at the old man and immediately glared at him: "Master, how annoying!"
Then he patted Jiang Nuanzhi on the back: "Mother, don't be sad, we will never talk to Master again."
"No, Nuan girl, you, you, you..." The old man spun around twice as if his feet were burning, his brows furrowed in distress. "Nuan girl, it's not that I don't want to tell you, it's just that knowing too much isn't good for you. In short, this person isn't a kind soul, and even I, an old man, might not come out on top if I were to confront him."
"Oh, I knew you were lying to me! You said you couldn't remember!" The next second, Jiang Nuanzhi suddenly looked up at the old man: "Let me guess."
The old man was startled by her sudden change of expression, and when he came to his senses, he rolled his eyes in anger. He thought to himself that it was a good thing he hadn't said anything, otherwise who knows what kind of trouble might have arisen.
"Is it Xiao Yuanshan? Is it the regent they often talk about?"
"You...you...you..." The old man stared at Jiang Nuanzhi in shock: "How did you know?"
Jiang Nuanzhi pouted: "Is it that hard to guess?"
The old man is the Imperial Advisor; if even he can't handle someone like this, besides the royal family, it's probably only him. And then there's the Xiao Xuan Ting layer within the royal family. Jiang Nuanzhi figured that even asking for a few drops of blood shouldn't be difficult, and it wasn't worth the old man's hesitation. It seemed there was only one answer.
"Master, with the Regent's blood, your poison will be cured?" The little boy asked with bright eyes, "Mother, when can we see this person?"
Jiang Nuanzhi stroked her chin: "When your brother takes the imperial examination, there will surely be an opportunity. If possible, I would also like to take a look."
The waiter frowned: "How can we get more blood from him?"
"No!" The old man's voice suddenly rose: "I knew you two were troublesome! You're not allowed to see them!"
After thinking for a moment, he added sharply, "And you're not allowed to get any blood on him!"
"Master, but..."
"No buts!" The old man's expression was serious, more so than ever before. "I said no, and that's final. If either of you dares to even think about it, I'll poison you until you're paralyzed, blinded, or turned into useless cripples, so you won't even be able to leave this house."
Jiang Nuanzhi and Xiao Er exchanged a glance, and then both of them immediately became serious and said in unison, "Understood."
Jiang Nuanzhi: "Don't worry, I was just asking. I wouldn't have had any ulterior motives."
Xiao Er: "That's right, that's right. Father should do such dangerous things."
Jiang Nuanzhi nodded: "That's right."
The old man looked at the two of them suspiciously: "Really?"
The two nodded in unison and said, "Really."
"Alright, take these meatballs out and plate them. There are four more dishes to go, and we'll be serving dinner soon."
The old man frowned as he took the plate, but the next second, his nose twitched: "Hey, it smells delicious."
Just as I was about to pop a meatball into my mouth, I bumped right into a person who looked like a small mountain.
"You blind fool! Hey, kid Rong!" The old man frowned. "Why are you up?"
Li Rong helped the old man hold the tray, nodded slightly, and then looked at Jiang Nuanzhi.
"Anuan, I'll come with you."
"Father, why are you up? Didn't Mother tell you to rest?" Xiao Er hurriedly got up to help his father.
Seeing his pale face, Jiang Nuanzhi sighed inwardly and pointed to the chair in the kitchen: "Fine, sit down and help me peel pine nuts."
Li Rong, who had been tense like an ancient pine tree, relaxed a little after hearing what was said. He patted the waiter on the shoulder, sat down straight, and looked down at the pine nuts that Jiang Nuanzhi had given him.
"Did you hear what we just said?" Jiang Nuanzhi blanched the sliced meat and turned to look at him.
(End of this chapter)
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