I asked her if there were any instructions from her father, but she didn't remember them clearly.

Qinghe asked Qinghe to think carefully. Qinghe frowned and thought hard. After thinking for a long time, he never thought of any important words his father had left for him.

She only knows that her father said that the doctors in the Southern Desert focus on pathological diseases, not witchcraft. If there is witchcraft, there must be people from the Miao border. Witchcraft is not...

Ordinary people can cultivate such things as witchcraft, which is a kind of insect that has been dependent on and adapted to human beings for thousands of years.

It is impossible for people in the Southern Desert to cultivate witchcraft on their own if they do not have the blood of Miao or other Miao tribesmen.

Even if someone cultivates it and gives it to others, it must be at the cost of blood.

Qinghe told Qingyue everything he knew, hoping that these scattered and trivial memories would be of benefit to Qingyue.

Qingyue's medical skills are superb, and in some aspects, she is even better than Zhen Hua. It has been almost two months since Qingyuezi was injured last time.

Perhaps the foundation of her body was injured, and her body recovered a little slowly.

Qingyue's eyes were like an eagle, staring at the cherry in Qinghe's hand.

Upon closer inspection, the cherries are unnaturally red. The rosy skin of the cherries has no flaws, just like jade beads that are as red as blood, without any magazines, round and translucent.

Shuibi placed the fruit plate on the carved mahogany round table in the middle of the room. There must be something wrong with this plate of cherries.

Chu Jinnian couldn't figure out why Lu Tianzhao went out and bought out-of-season cherries for them.

Are you trying to imply something?

But what does this cherry imply?

Chu Jinnian paced and recalled that for the first time, she couldn't guess what others wanted to do.

She felt fortunate that Lu Tianzhao was dedicated to the people and did not put the people in dire straits for his own selfish interests. His strategy and resourcefulness, as well as his ability to guess people's thoughts, were not inferior to those scheming advisers.

After serving as an official for so many years, he was able to become the small county governor of Suzhou City. He must have not cared about his official position.

Nangong Mo wheeled his wheelchair and entered the house, while Zhen Hua went to do some work. He went to the third floor of the inn and checked them all. The maggots had been almost cleaned, and no traces of maggots left in the corners of Laifu Inn were found yet.

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Nangong Mo asked the guards to check carefully, also hoping that after they left Laifu Inn, anyone who came in again would not be harmed by maggots.

The creaking wheel turned on the wooden board, slowly approaching Chu Jinnian.

Chu Jinnian was so lost in thought that he didn't notice Nangong Mo's arrival.

Then he turned around and moved forward, almost failing to stop and almost stumbling.

Nangong Mo saw Chu Jinnian's thin eyebrows frowning slightly again, knowing that she had another difficult problem to solve.

When he entered the door, he saw the cherries placed on the carved mahogany round table and was confused.

Shui Bi and others retreated to one side. Nangong Mo is a wise man, a man who can strategize and win over thousands of miles away. Like Chu Jinnian, he is the best among men. He can win in the fastest time, which should be the shortest time.

Within a short period of time, you can understand the ins and outs of the matter.
Chapter completed!