Shuofeng felt that the meat in his mouth was not fragrant at all, and he swallowed it like chewing wax, "Let me think about it, are you sure that the madam can detoxify the young master? Does the madam really have such high medical skills? She would not take the opportunity to harm him.

Dead young master, right?"

Banxia glared at him fiercely, "I guarantee that what the madam said must be true, and she will never harm the young master."

"Shuofeng, you are the only one who can save the young master now. If the young master really dies, you and I will have guilty consciences. There is still a glimmer of hope, so we cannot let the young master take that road."

Shuofeng was in a mess now and was a little undecided. At this moment, Yang Changshi's footsteps were heard outside. Banxia stopped talking and came out with a food box.

She nodded at Yang Changshi and withdrew.

Yang Changshi came in with a jar of ten-year-old wine, "Brother Shuofeng, this is a good wine that I have treasured for ten years."

Shuo Feng had something on his mind, so he didn't even taste the wine.

He couldn't decide what to do. He wanted to discuss it with Yuan Mohan, but he also saw the situation today. It was impossible for Yuan Mohan to agree to let Feng Qinghua treat him. Now he had to make his own decision.

Feng Qinghua had finished her dinner and was not in a hurry to go back and read the medical books. She developed the three-day drunkenness. As for the poison on Yuan Mohan, she was confident and would wait for the news from Shuo Feng.

She sat on the rocking chair in the rain porch, with the evening breeze blowing on her face. The late summer night was already chilly, so Banxia brought over a cloak and said, "Madam, be careful of catching a cold."

Feng Qinghua took it and covered it on her legs. Looking at the stars in the dark blue night sky, she asked casually: "What was Shuo Feng's expression at that time?"

Banxia squinted her eyes and thought for a moment, "He seemed quite surprised. He didn't believe that you, madam, would save the young master, but I gave him a guarantee that the madam would never hurt the young master's heart."

"I guess he'll take it to heart and think about it."

Feng Qinghua closed her eyes. Outside, several guards lit hay to smoke mosquitoes, and a few people played gambling. From time to time, laughter and sighs could be heard.

Banxia sat next to her and fanned her, "Madam, what are you thinking about?"

Feng Qinghua was thinking about how to let Shuo Feng take her out, how she could inquire about the situation outside after going out, and if she could really go out with Shuo Feng, what was the chance of knocking him out halfway?

Of course she would not tell Ban Xia like this. She curled her lips and said, "I'm trying to figure out how to give Yuan Mohan medicine, but he definitely refuses to cooperate. I'm afraid there will be another verbal quarrel.

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Banxia couldn't think of any good solution, "How about I ask Shuo Feng, he often stays with the young master, he must know more things, and ask him to give more advice to the young master."

Feng Qinghua waved her hand, "You don't need to trouble him. We have been rushing to beg him, and he has become more suspicious. We should just leave him alone and wait until he gets anxious and comes to beg us."

Banxia has always felt that Feng Qinghua is a hundred times smarter than herself, and everything she says is right, "Madam still has a way, then we will wait for him to come over on his own. If he comes to beg you, Madam must make him pay a price."

Feng Qinghua laughed and said, "According to what you said, it won't matter if he doesn't agree by then. We'll just wait and see the show."

Shuofeng watched them talking in the rain corridor and did not approach them. He found a suitable place to lie down so that he could have a good rest without delaying his duties as a guard.

He saw Yuan Mohan's poisoning with his own eyes. It would be a lie to say that it was not serious, but that he could live for a few days was a bit alarmist, but he did not dare to be careless. If Yuan Mohan really died because of this, he would not forgive himself.

Thinking of this, he couldn't sit here with peace of mind, so he went outside and explained to Yang Changshi, "I'll be back as soon as I go. You take care of my wife."

After a jar of wine, they became friends, and Yang Changshi readily agreed to him.

He left the bamboo courtyard and went straight to Yuan Mohan's palace. When he arrived at the door, he found that the two guards were still guarding the door. When they saw Shuo Feng coming, they immediately put on smiles and said, "Brother Shuo Feng, I miss you so much."

, why did you just come back?"

Shuo Feng looked solemn, "How have you been since you came back, Master? Have you been asked to go in and bring you water or food?"

The two guards shook their heads, "No, after the young master came back, he told us that no one was allowed to enter. He wanted to practice in seclusion. He has never come out until now."

Shuo Feng gently pushed the door open a crack and went in, then closed the door again, "Sir, are you okay?"

His eyes first fell on the bed, and he saw Yuan Mohan sitting cross-legged on the bed, with the bed curtains open, and only a shadowy figure could be seen. He seemed to be adjusting his breath with luck.

He didn't dare to come any closer and stood there watching from a distance. After about half an hour, Yuan Mohan opened his eyes. There was still a layer of blue-gray on his face and his lips were white, but the eyes were filled with tears.

The brilliance is much brighter than before.

"Shuofeng, I didn't ask you to stay in the bamboo courtyard, why did you come here again?"

Shuo Feng moved closer and said, "Master, how do you feel? I heard from my wife that your condition will worsen in three days and your life will be in danger. I am worried and I came here to have a look."

Yuan Mohan's heart froze. What Feng Qinghua said coincided with his own thoughts. After he came back, he took a small amount of Dendrobium. The power in his body was a little stronger, but the corresponding pain in his abdomen became more severe. He

After adjusting my breath for half an hour, I felt that the severe pain had passed, and then I opened my mouth to talk to Shuofeng.

"I'm fine, just keep an eye on my wife. After I was poisoned, she must have thought this was an opportunity. You can't let her take advantage of it. As long as she doesn't act like a monster, no one can touch Zhan Beixiao and Wen Bai."

His spirit has indeed improved a lot. The poison of sand thorns inflicted by Mo Wenyuan has been suppressed. He is relaxed in his heart. Maybe a miracle will happen. In short, he cannot lose his power.

"Young Master's complexion is much better than before. Don't worry about your humble position. I'll ask you to bring some porridge from the kitchen. How can you do it without eating?"

Yuan Mohan waved his hand, "You don't have to worry about these things. Just leave them to Ruifeng at the door. Just keep an eye on my wife."

Seeing that Yuan Mohan's complexion had improved a lot, Shuo Feng was relieved and went out to tell Ruifeng, "If anything happens to the master, you must let someone notify me in time. I am in the bamboo courtyard."

Ruifeng nodded, "Brother Shuofeng, don't worry, I will definitely take good care of the young master, don't worry."

Shuofeng returned to the bamboo courtyard in a good mood, and after drinking some wine, he asked Yang Changshi to take over duty for him. He fell into bed and fell asleep until early the next morning.
Chapter completed!