Hua Yuanshan shuddered, suddenly thinking of Hua Yuanzhao's nonchalant expression before he left yesterday.

"You did it on purpose!" Hua Yuanshan slammed the table and stood up, pointing at Hua Yuanzhao's nose and scolding: "You deliberately asked me to find the imperial physician! You made me become like this!"

As she spoke, her eyes looked around, and suddenly she picked up the incense burner on the table and smashed it.

Aunt Su was quick to grab her hand and push her back into the chair.

She smiled and said to Hua Yuanzhao: "Your sister is also troubled by illness and is talking nonsense. Don't bother with her."

"What you said is funny, second sister. Could it be that this Imperial Hospital is run by my family?" Hua Yuanzhao sneered and looked at her calmly.

"She is sick and confused." Aunt Su said while pressing Hua Yuanshan, and looked at Hua Yuanzhao eagerly.

"Zhao'er, in your opinion, how should this disease be treated?"

She never mentioned the poison, as if Hua Yuanshan just came to her for help with treatment because she was sick, rather than being plotted against.

"Auntie is really sensible." Hua Yuanzhao nodded with a smile, turned around and asked Fuling to bring paper and pen.

The room was opened quickly, and Hua Yuanzhao handed over the prescription directly without any hesitation.

"Aunt, you should go back and take a look, lest your second sister goes crazy again."

Aunt Su suppressed her anger and nodded. After returning home, she opened the prescription and saw that there were only two medicines written on it.

"Take white clove internally? Apply gold juice externally?" Aunt Su hesitated and murmured, "That's it? Isn't it too simple?"

"Who cares! As long as it's useful." Hua Yuanshan said impatiently.

Aunt Su nodded doubtfully and told the maid to get the medicine according to the prescription.

On the other side, in Linyuan Garden, Hua Yuanzhao was holding the bracelet, his heart filled with a mysterious feeling.

"Miss, can I help you put away the bracelet?" Fuling said carefully, "When you lose weight, you will be able to wear it."

Hua Yuanzhao nodded and was about to hand over the bracelet when his eyes suddenly became distracted.

When she regained consciousness, she unexpectedly found herself in the research institute of her previous life.

The centrifuge that exploded before was hollow, and the constant temperature shaker in the corner was still shaking regularly. Everything seemed normal.

Is she wearing it back?

"Miss? Miss!"

Hua Yuanzhao suddenly came back to his senses and saw Fuling looking at him suspiciously: "Miss, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

"It's okay." Hua Yuanzhao said hurriedly, quickly retracting his hand that had handed over the bracelet.

"I'm suddenly a little hungry. Can you bring me some more food?" Hua Yuanzhao said, "We can pick up the rest later."

"Yes." Fuling breathed a sigh of relief: "I told you that Miss wouldn't be full if she only drank porridge and ate eggs in the morning!"

Hua Yuanzhao smiled and watched Fuling leave before he went around to the inner room and tried to connect to the research institute again.

This time her feelings were more real. She seemed to have entered the research institute and could even touch the bottles and jars on the table when she raised her hands.

Hua Yuanzhao walked forward tentatively, opened the refrigerator where the medicines were stored, and sure enough, he found the penicillin solution he had prepared before his death in a conspicuous place.

Could this thing still be useful? Hua Yuanzhao looked at the reagent in his hand in shock and pinched himself subconsciously.

"It hurts..." Hua Yuanzhao burst into tears due to the pain.

She rubbed her arm hurriedly and quickly took out the syringe.

Penicillin has a very short shelf life after being made into a solution. I don’t know if this bottle of medicine can still be used…

Hua Yuanzhao muttered to himself, but he was not slow in injecting himself.

It’s better to have something than nothing!

Perhaps it was a psychological effect, but after the injection of the medicine she felt a surge of fatigue.

Hua Yuanzhao forced himself to take another pill of healing medicine, then fell to the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

She slept deeply, and when she woke up it was already bright.

The maid Fuling was sleeping at the end of the bed. As soon as Hua Yuanzhao moved, she suddenly opened her eyes.

"Miss! You're awake!" Fuling came up to her worriedly, "You've been sleeping all day! You scared me to death!"

Hua Yuanzhao smiled guiltily, touched her head and said soothingly: "You will feel much better after a good sleep. You have worked hard."

Fuling chuckled, got up and said, "Madam Su came several times, but was turned away by me. I'm afraid she will come again later."

Hua Yuanzhao nodded, indicating that she knew what was going on.

However, Aunt Su was obviously less patient than she had imagined. Not long after she stood up, Aunt Su and her men barged into the room.

"Hua Yuanzhao! Your prescription is useless!" Aunt Su said without hesitation.

Hua Yuanzhao had just finished drinking the medicine brought by Fuling. He frowned, swallowed the bitterness in his mouth, and looked at them.

"Aunt Su has a good temper. Yesterday she kept calling him Zhao'er, but today she calls him by his name?" Hua Yuanzhao asked sarcastically.

Aunt Su frowned and changed her words unhappily: "Zhao'er, are you making fun of my mother and me with this prescription?"

"Not to mention that this golden juice is impossible to buy... even this white clove is useless if you take it!"