The next morning after Lu Yi woke up, he confirmed Lu Yi's physical condition again and asked Dr. Wang for a follow-up examination. After giving a positive answer, Fang Yiai felt relieved and asked Fang Ming to take good care of Lu Yi.
The hospital ordered some above-average medicinal materials, and personally took Fusaki to the Piaoxiang Winery in the West Market. He told Lu Yi's aunt and uncle that they were safe, and at the same time saw them in the back hall of the Piaoxiang Winery.
The note left by Fuchangshe asking him to meet the day after tomorrow.
When he was studying painting at Yan's Mansion for two consecutive afternoons, Yan Liben specially asked his servants to prepare ginseng tea for Fang Yiai. Without exception, it was all with added ingredients.
Every time under Yan Liben's caring gaze, Fang Yiai would always take a sip as if nothing had happened, and her expression remained the same until she left Yan's mansion.
After Fang Yiai left, Yan Wanru was full of suspicion every time when she picked up the ginseng tea that Fang Yiai had drunk and tasted it herself to make sure it tasted right or not.
Tea made me feel uncomfortable for a long time.
Finally, Bi Mi, who was swept away by typhoons every time, seriously concluded, "Miss, could it be that Mr. Fang has an abnormal sense of taste? Or is it because he was injured and poisoned this time and lost his sense of taste? Otherwise, why is this
The water is so spicy, spicy, and astringent, but he doesn’t have any reaction at all after drinking it?”
Yan Wanru rinsed her mouth, handed the teacup in her hand to Bi Mi, looked at Fang Yiai's teacup with a changed expression, thought for a while, and then said, "But there are no rumors that he was poisoned or otherwise, so that he lost his sense of taste.
ah?"
"Miss, think about it, Mr. Fang considers himself a doctor, and his medical skills are not very good. If people know that he has lost his sense of taste, how will he taste the properties of Baicaoding? This will be a fatal blow to the doctor. And it is too
How could those people in the hospital tell the shortcomings of a young colleague with a bright future? Wouldn't that hinder his future?" Bi Mi's eyes turned straight, trying to give her room.
Yiai lost her sense of taste but there was no rumor to find a reason.
"That's true." After thinking about it, Yan Wanru could only agree in the end. However, after agreeing with Bi Mi's reasons and confirming that Fang Yiai had lost his sense of taste, his mood could not improve.
. Somewhat disinterested, he took Bi Mi back to the room.
The gap between Yan Wanru and Yan Wanru made it difficult for Bi Mi to adapt, but she also clearly felt that her young lady was in a bad mood. She thought to herself, could it be that the young lady's monthly letter has passed and her temper has returned? Otherwise, how could she have learned about the house?
The young master has lost his sense of taste and is in a low mood! That must be the case! Moreover, the wife and the second wife once said that after the moon is over, people's temperament will return to normal. It seems to be true. Bi Mi is happy
He turned around and followed Yan Wanru, obediently not disturbing his young lady's thoughts.
I just don’t know what Fang Yiai will think after knowing that she was directly disabled by Yan Wanru’s master and servant.
Early that morning, after instructing Fang Ming and Fang Qi to take care of Lu Yi, Fang Yiai avoided everyone and arrived at a better place with Fuchangshe.
Not long after waiting, Fuchangshe suddenly appeared in front of Fang Yiai like a ghost.
"Mr. Fang, I heard that Mr. Fang was assassinated a few days ago. I wonder how things are going now." Fuchangshe cupped his hands and asked politely.
"Thank you for your trouble, Senior Fu. That's great. I wonder why Senior Fu asked me to come here this time?" Fang Yiai said politely, and then went straight to the topic.
Fuchangshe took out the small wooden sign that Fang Yiai had given him from his arms, handed it to Fang Yiai and said, "I've asked about it, but the information is not very detailed. I just know that this wooden sign belongs to the world."
It is owned by the assassins affiliated with the Alliance’s execution hall and the law enforcement officers in law enforcement.”
"Law enforcement? Huh!" Fang Yiai looked deeply at the small wooden sign he was playing with and whispered.
"By the way, I wonder if Senior Fu can inquire clearly about the establishment of the World Alliance, as well as its personnel and distribution, and how they deal with the people they secretly capture?" Fang Yiai looked up at Fuchangshe and asked.
Shaking his head, Fuchangshe said with some disappointment, "I don't know, their management is extremely strict and they don't leak any information at all. I was able to find out that there are assassins and law enforcement departments in the execution hall under the World Alliance, but it still consumed my men.
It took the lives of several brothers to get the news."
"I'm sorry, I'm asking too much." Fang Yiai looked straight and solemnly saluted Fu Changshe, "I will pay for the compensation for my deceased brother..."
"No need." Fuchangshe interrupted Fang Yiai's words, looked at Fang Yiai's serious face, and said again after a long time, "We are the ones who hang our heads on our belts to earn a living. We can earn more by living one more day."
Mr. Fang doesn’t need to feel uncomfortable for one day.”
"But..." Fang Yiai said.
"No, but. Even if Mr. Fang doesn't ask us to find out about the World Alliance, we will take the initiative to find it ourselves." Fuchangshe waved his hand to block Fang Yiai's words and said.
"Huh? Why?" Fang Yiai looked at Fuchangshe strangely and asked.
"Why? If there were fields and houses, who would live a life of blood on the edge of a knife? Who wouldn't want his wife and children to live a happy life on the hot bed!" Fu Changshe sneered and said sadly.
Fang Yiai stood aside quietly, looking at Fuchangshe with a face full of vicissitudes of life, acting like a listener.
"But those aristocratic families think they are superior to others, and relying on their background, they are constantly suppressing and acquiring the fertile land they like at low prices! I don't know how many people have been persecuted for this! Unfortunately, I am one of them!"
"I was only six years old at that time. My family had 30 acres of fertile farmland and 50 acres of thin farmland. Because the place was close to the mountains and forests, the Boling Cui family was interested in the mountains and wanted to build a villa there.
I have to force my parents to sell it at a low price!"
"You have to know that those lands are the lifeblood of my family's livelihood! How could my parents agree to sell them?" At this point, Fuchangshe smiled bitterly and shook his head.
"Later, I saw that my parents really disagreed, and the Boling Cui family didn't say anything. Just like that, our family of six lived in fear for three or four months. When we saw that the Cui family never came to force us again, we thought it was okay.
It's gone." Fuchangshe's face was filled with sadness and he recalled painfully.
"Who knows, it's not that they didn't come to force each other, but they turned to the secret hand and killed our family directly!" Fu Changshe said with a cold look in his eyes, squeezed out a sentence through his teeth, and clasped his hands tightly.
He opened his fist, his nails were deeply embedded in his flesh, and blood flowed out from between his fingers, but he didn't notice it at all!
Fang Yiai's face couldn't help but turn livid, and she gritted her teeth!
"That night, because the neighbor's aunt was sick, my uncle sent her to the county town overnight to seek treatment from a doctor, so I stayed with their son at their house. It was only when I woke up in the middle of the night to go to the toilet that I discovered that there was a fire in the house.
!Hehehe." Fuchangshe said with a sneer. The killing intent and hatred in that laughter made Fang Yiai couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart! Just seeing two lines of clear tears on Fuchangshe's cheek, Fang Yiai
Yiai couldn't help but sigh sympathetically.
"The fire was caused by the stove. It was as if my mother had accidentally started the fire without sealing the stove! But if it was really an accident, why didn't I hear a single scream in the middle of the night?"
Fu Changshe was trembling all over, his eyes were blood red, and he roared angrily in a low voice, like the roar of a wounded beast.
"I cried and was about to rush into the fire, but I was stopped by the neighbors who came after hearing the noise. After everyone helped put out the fire, my parents, brother and younger siblings were all burned beyond recognition!
But the marks of the sword stabbing the bones are still clearly visible! Haha, you must know that my brother is only three years old, and my little sister was born less than half a year ago!"
"The old village chief knew that this might be the work of the Cui family, but he didn't dare to say anything more. He was also afraid that if I stayed in the village, someone would silence me, so he gave me some copper coins and asked me to leave the village as soon as possible.
!When the old village chief gave me the copper coins, he also gave me this one. At that time, I didn’t know what it was. I thought it was for my father to carve for fun, so I kept it. If Mr. Fang hadn’t given it to me a few days ago,
If you tell me about the existence of the World Alliance with the imitation in my hand, hey, maybe I will regard it as my father's relic and keep it as a treasure." Fu Changshe said coldly, and then pulled it from his neck.
He took out a small wooden sign and handed it to Fang Yiai's eyes.
Fang Yiai took the small wooden sign handed over by Fuchangshe. Looking at the two sides that were polished extremely smooth, she knew that Fuchangshe should always hold it in his hand, and there was also the word "meng" on the wooden sign.
The difference is that on the other side are two small swords crossed together!
"Could this be the identity of an assassin affiliated with the World Alliance Punishment Hall?" Fang Yiai said with certainty.
"Yes! I can't believe that in order to deal with our family who can't resist, the Bolingcui family actually dispatched assassins from the World Alliance to save face! I don't know whether I should sigh that they think highly of my family!" Fu Changshe said coldly.
said.
"A lion fights a rabbit with all his strength. The Cui family probably doesn't want any accidents to happen. Otherwise, why didn't news about the World Alliance come out before?" Fang Yiai stared at the two wooden signs in his hand and said in a deep voice,
The fear in my heart towards the World Alliance is as strong as a helicopter, and it has increased a lot. At the same time, I am also frightened by the cruelty of the Aristocratic Family and the World Alliance!
"Now that I know it, haha, even if I'm an ant, I still feel sorry for their big tree!" Fu Changshe said decisively. At the same time, he took the wooden sign that belonged to him from Fang Yiai and tied it around his neck again.