How could Qingye have the blood of Miao Jiang, and why did she sneak attack Yang Tingjing. The more Fenghuang thought about it, the more something was wrong, and he faintly felt that there were more things behind it. But the most important thing right now is the poison on Yang Tingjing's body, all the previous treatments fell short at this moment. Doing it all over again, I don't know how much pain he will have to bear, thinking of this, Fenghuang couldn't help but look at the people in the room, with a hint of worry in his eyes.
"Seventh Prince, although there is no serious problem, but the wound on his hand is poisonous, and this poison is only possessed by the Miaojiang people, and it has never been spread." Li Xiangren said thoughtfully.
"So, based on this, you judge that Qingye is from the Miaojiang tribe?" Fenghuang felt that it would be unreliable to judge only by a single wound, and Li Xiangren's words were not unreasonable.
"Let's start with Aoba first, and there may be something left on the knife. Your medical skills are unquestionable, so I will trouble you for these."
Fenghuang thought for a while and asked Li Xiangren to check Qingye's body.
Li Xiangren nodded and left. Fenghuang stood alone at the door of the room for a while, adjusted his posture, opened the door and walked in. Yang Tingjing is still asleep at the moment. A smooth and fair face, with sharp edges and corners; thick eyebrows raised slightly rebelliously, under long and slightly curly eyelashes, a straight nose bridge, thin lips tightly pursed, stained with abnormal sickly white.
Fenghuang stared at Yang Tingjing on the bed, his thoughts turned back and forth. When he was a mercenary in his previous life, it was not that he had never seen life and death. No matter how badly he was injured, he felt nothing. But in this life, when she saw Yang Tingjing injured, she actually felt a sense of distress in her heart. This was a dangerous signal. Thinking about Fenghuang, she suddenly felt that she was not well. Then he quickly left the room and went to look for Li Xiangren in Qingye's yard.
"How? But is there any clue?" Fenghuang saw Li Xiangren staring at the knife on the table solemnly. Thought she had discovered something.
"No, I checked both the knife and the corpse and found nothing wrong with it. Qingye's death was also due to the palm of the prince's central vein."
Qingye's death seemed to be a matter of course, but why did she suddenly want to assassinate Yang Tingjing. Could something else happen between these two? Phoenix felt that this matter was getting more and more interesting.
"At present, maybe we can only know what happened when the prince wakes up. When will the prince wake up?" Fenghuang asked.
"In my opinion, it will be until tomorrow. The prince himself is weak, and now the poison is added to the poison. He will not be able to recover for a while." Li Xiangren said worriedly, the seventh prince is kind to him, and he is bound to It is necessary to detoxify him. If it was before, it would not be very difficult, but now the matter of detoxification is probably not easy to handle.
Seeing that there were no clues, Fenghuang asked people to put Qingye's body in cold storage, and then went back to their own yards. When Fenghuang and Li Xiangren came to Yangtingjing, he was still asleep. Thin sweat dripped from his forehead, and his brows were slightly frowned. Fenghuang thought that he was in great pain in his dream, and turned his head to look at Li Xiangren, wondering if there was any way she could relieve his pain.
Li Xiangren knew what Fenghuang meant and didn't say much, and started to give acupuncture directly. After a while, seeing Yang Tingjing's frown gradually loosen, Fenghuang secretly heaved a sigh of relief.
Soon the night became dark, and after they had a simple dinner, they came to stay in Yang Tingjing's room again.
"You said earlier that the wound on the prince's hand is poisonous, and this poison is unique to the Miao people, so has the poison been cured?" Fenghuang sat on a chair and asked Li Xiangren.
"Not yet, this poison is strange and violent. If it was on an ordinary person, I would have died, but the prince is already poisoned, and the two poisons resist each other in the body. I don't know how to solve it for a while." Phoenix heard Li Xiang When people said this, they felt a little shocked in their hearts, but they remained calm on the surface.
"It's okay to take your time, there is always a way to get rid of this poison." Fenghuang didn't know whether to say this to Li Xiangren, or to herself. Li Xiangren looked at Fenghuang and nodded lightly, then walked out of the room and returned to her herbal medicine room to develop the antidote.
As soon as Li Xiangren left, Fenghuang leaned his hands on the table, raised his head and looked at Yang Tingjing on the bed. Secretly thinking about all the things that happened today. But he didn't figure out why. She simply didn't want to think about it, the soldiers came to block the water, she didn't believe that she, a modern person, could not defeat this group of ancient people.
Later, she gradually fell asleep on the table. Since Li Xiangren did not allow anyone to enter or leave her yard, no one noticed that Fenghuang was sleeping on the table. Just fell asleep all night. When I woke up, I found that my hands and feet were numb and I felt uncomfortable all over. Helpless, she had no choice but to slowly move her hands and feet to ease the blood circulation. While writhing like a robot, he suddenly found that Yang Tingjing on the bed woke up and was looking at her with a smile on his lips. Fenghuang quickly ran to Yang Tingjing's side and asked him how his health was, the wound was painful.
Yang Tingjing looked at Fenghuang with a smile in the corner of his eyes, thinking that he could see her as soon as he woke up, and it was really good to see her so nervous about himself. Then he smiled and replied that he was fine.
Seeing that his complexion was a little rosier than yesterday, Fenghuang nodded and went out to call Li Xiangren to come in and check. After seeing it, Li Xiangren also said that there is nothing wrong, just rest for two days to recover his strength. Then he hesitated for a while and said: "Yesterday... the prince did have seedling poison on him, but today he couldn't find any trace of it. The reason for this is really confusing."
Fenghuang also found it strange, but Yang Tingjing didn't take it seriously, saying that the poison on his body hadn't been broken all these years, and it didn't matter if it was more or less. So that they don't have to worry about these unimportant things.
Seeing that he could talk like that, Fenghuang thought it was all right, so he went back to his room to wash and change clothes, and after breakfast, he went back to Li Xiangren's yard and found that Yang Tingjing was no longer there. While fiddling with the medicinal materials, Li Xiangren said that after she left, Yang Tingjing also left.
"You said that the poison he got yesterday is gone today, why is that?" Fenghuang asked while helping Li Xiangren organize the medicinal materials.
"I don't know, but it might be swallowed up by the poison in the prince's body before." Li Xiangren said with some uncertainty.
"Swallow?" Fenghuang couldn't believe it, there is still a law of the jungle between poison and poison? Li Xiangren nodded, and then said solemnly: "It is also possible that it is only temporarily hidden. If it is the latter, it will be very troublesome."