Hua Yuanzhao was not panicked. He led everyone to his courtyard with confidence and described the illness in detail to Prime Minister Hua on the way.

When she talked about the patient's condition, she was always calm and composed, with a solemn expression on her round little face, which convinced everyone.

"…That's probably it." Hua Yuanzhao said at last: "This poison is too damaging to the heart and lungs, and it delayed the treatment time just now, which led to the heart disease outbreak."

"I performed surgery on Madam Xu. Although her condition has stabilized, she still needs to rest." Hua Yuanzhao pointed to her chest and said, "I operated here to apply medicine. You can visit her, but it's better not to bring in dust from the outside and cause infection to the wound."

"What wound infection?" Aunt Su interrupted: "And the surgery is..."

Hua Yuanzhao glanced at Hua Yuanshan, and pursed his lips slightly as if smiling, but the smile was fleeting, so quick that Aunt Su thought she was seeing things.

"It's similar to the knife wound on my second sister's arm." Hua Yuanzhao explained, "It's just that my second sister was injured in the arm. The infection of the wound will not be fatal in a short period of time. It will only cause a high fever."

She said it was not fatal, but Hua Yuanshan had a high fever after the knife wound on her arm, and the Su mother and daughter often played the victim to Prime Minister Hua.

Therefore, when Prime Minister Hua heard her say this, he subconsciously felt that Xu Wanqing was very ill.

"How could this happen?" Prime Minister Hua couldn't help but ask, what kind of medicine should be used and why did he have to operate on the heart?

"Surgery is also a treatment method. It requires injuring the human body and administering medicine. Although it is risky, it is the most effective for certain emergencies." Hua Yuanzhao did not say much: "The wound on the heart is just a coincidence."

"It's just that she already has a heart disease. If the wound gets infected, and these several diseases are superimposed on each other, I'm not sure I can save her." Hua Yuanzhao shrugged helplessly, and when he lowered his eyes, his peripheral vision swept across Aunt Su, with a hint of fear in his eyes.

Aunt Su suddenly had an idea. She looked at Hua Yuanzhao suspiciously and thought secretly in her heart.

She knew very well what she had done, but now this bitch kept saying that she had rescued the person, but she didn't say a word about the long needle. Could it be that she didn't actually find the long needle, let alone save the person?

Aunt Su frowned and asked, "Since the people have been rescued, what can't be seen?"

Prime Minister Hua had already begun to waver, but after hearing these words, he cast a scrutinizing look at Hua Yuanzhao.

This evil girl is making alarmist remarks here, could it be that she has already let the person escape?

Hua Yuanzhao rolled his eyes and said, "Father, if you believe in my medical skills, it won't be too late to visit Madam Xu after she gets better in two days. If you don't believe me, just come with me and take a look."

"But..." Hua Yuanzhao said with difficulty: "It's best if only father comes to see it. The more people come to visit, the greater the possibility of infection of the wound."

When Prime Minister Hua saw that she looked serious and did not seem to be faking it, the slight suspicion in his heart immediately dissipated a little.

He scolded vaguely: "That's your stepmother, Mrs. Xu."

Hua Yuanzhao was choked suddenly, and silently suppressed the urge to smear his face, and barely followed Prime Minister Hua's train of thought.

"Father's teaching is correct." Hua Yuanzhao readily followed suit and asked tentatively, "What about the visit?"

Why don't you just stop looking?

Prime Minister Hua did not do as she wished. He straightened his sleeves and said, "Since it is not convenient to visit, then I, your father, can go alone."

Hua Yuanzhao said "oh" silently and slowly led Prime Minister Hua into the house.

The weather in midsummer was already unbearably hot, and her room was as stuffy as a furnace. Four braziers that should have been put away long ago were placed in the corners, with flames blazing.

"Flame can disinfect and sterilize, but the conditions are limited, so I can only resort to this last resort." Hua Yuanzhao explained.

The room was so stuffy that Prime Minister Hua felt suffocated as soon as he entered the room.

"What a nonsense!" Prime Minister Hua muttered dissatisfiedly and walked inside with big strides.

**The woman looked exactly like Xu Wanqing. Her face was pale and pink, and her chest rose and fell with her breathing.

Prime Minister Hua felt relieved after just one look, and because of the heat, he immediately thought of leaving.

But his daughter is still here and his newlywed wife is seriously ill, so he can't leave too soon.

"Father, I'll take care of you here." Hua Yuanzhao stood beside him and advised quietly, "The temperature here is too high. It's not good for your health to stay here for a long time."

The thing moving up and down under the quilt was just a small mechanism made of air bags, which could not stand up to scrutiny at all. If Prime Minister Hua took a closer look, he might be exposed.

Prime Minister Hua didn't want to stay any longer, but when he saw Hua Yuanzhao offering him a way out, he nodded readily.

He scolded with a stern face: "You must take good care of Xu, and there must not be any mistakes. Do you understand?"

Although it sounds shameful for a bride to fall seriously ill on the wedding night, since Xu is fine, the matter can be resolved.

He also needs to think carefully about the remaining things.

Hua Yuanzhao nodded obediently: "Don't worry, father."

Aunt Su was waiting outside anxiously. Suddenly she saw the door open and hurried forward: "Master, how is Madam Xu?"

Prime Minister Hua looked at her and frowned in dissatisfaction: "Not bad."

Aunt Su felt as if struck by lightning, and stood there in a daze for a while, unable to come back to her senses.

How could it be Shangke? She clearly, clearly...

She was just distracted for a moment, and Prime Minister Hua had already walked away.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, how cold and indifferent..." Hua Yuanzhao looked at Prime Minister Hua's back as he walked away, and sighed in a low voice: "With the newcomers laughing, how can we hear the old ones crying... This mansion will have a mistress in the future, Su, your life will be difficult, right?"

Aunt Su suddenly came back to her senses and looked at Hua Yuanzhao with an unfriendly look: "It's you! What did you do?"

"What did you do?" Hua Yuanzhao turned sideways to look at Aunt Su, half of her body hidden in the shadows, with a strange and evil smile on her lips.

"It's just saving people." Hua Yuanzhao said lightly, but his voice sounded like thunder in Aunt Su's ears.

"Why, you find it hard to believe?"

Hua Yuanzhao laughed, his voice as light as a ghost.

"It's just an extra needle in the heart. I've seen people around me die from it. How could I not be prepared?"

"What's more..." Hua Yuanzhao tilted his head, his pupils as dark as an ancient well, clearly reflecting Aunt Su's face.

She opened her red lips and spoke word by word: "I can rise! Die! Come back! To life!"

A breeze blew through the courtyard, and Aunt Su was so frightened that she broke out in a cold sweat in the middle of summer and could not help but take a step back.

"It's late, please go back, aunt." Hua Yuanzhao smiled slightly and instantly returned to his gentle appearance during the day.

It seemed as if the scary ghost just now was not her.

Aunt Su's heart was pounding, her mouth was dry, and she looked at Hua Yuanzhao with fierce eyes.

It doesn’t matter if I failed to kill Xu Wanqing this time. It wasn’t luck that helped her go from being a prostitute to the only concubine in the Prime Minister’s Mansion.

Since Xu Wanqing is not dead, she will just kill her again!