Dismissing the maidservant, Lu Jingzhi sighed.
Jiang Xinyu...
Commission...
Some connections were made in her mind, and her voice was a little strange—
"Didn't you go to the Mu Family Mansion last night? Just, like,—to the neighboring house?"
Yin Que had already tilted her head and fallen asleep.
Or, in other words, she had lost her energy and fallen into a deep coma.
"Ying Li, you can all make medicine and poison, but can't you even cure a common cold?"
"Sister said, not to touch her medicine box. She said she would make a lot of money soon, and after making money, she would pay off her debts and buy a new medicine box for me," Ying Li said. "Besides, I'm not very good at saving people."
The doctor arrived quickly.
Prescribing medicine, grabbing medicine, boiling medicine, feeding medicine.
After a series of procedures—Lu Jingzhi had already found the opportunity to treat her—
In the end, she gave her a dose of medicine.
