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Chapter 62: Thoughts are deeply rooted, and the blood is related (1)

Du Juan and Li were with her day and night for more than two months, watching her recover from her worst condition little by little.

But Li was not in his ten years old after all, and he had just lost his husband. Although his body recovered, his face was still a little pale.

At this time, her face was rosy and her breathing was as smooth as Du Juan's memory of her young and beautiful cousin.

There was such an amazing change in just one night. Du Juan was not happy at all, but was only terrified.

"My cousin, come and see you." She turned around and urged her.

"What's wrong?" Yan Jingshen hurried forward.

"Look at your aunt's complexion..."

Yan Jingshen first observed his mother, then took her pulse and his expression gradually became solemn.

Hu San learned very complexly, and there are two things that he is most proud of, one is the study of poisons.

This was also the most important reason why Yan Jingshen was apprenticed to his disciple back then.

Of course, he himself disdains to use such despicable tricks to harm others.

But those who practice martial arts are most afraid of being plotted against. Whether they walk in the world or join the army to fight, the more they understand the poison, the safer they will be.

So in the past ten years, following Hu Sanbu to study poisons has consumed about half of his energy.

When he saw his mother's unusually rosy face, he felt suspicious.

After taking the pulse carefully, his suspicion was confirmed.

Chan thought to the core, and the master once mentioned a strange poison to him many times.

The poisoned person's complexion will be extremely rosy, but it has nothing to do with whether his body is healthy, and he will fall into a deep coma.

At least two or three days, or at most five or six days, people can never wake up again.

It’s like a person who is missing to the bone, falls into the world he imagines and dies gradually in psychedelics.

Du Juan saw that his pulse was very well-behaved, but he felt even more uneasy.

My cousin is only sixteen years old. He has been learning martial arts when he has been studying for apprenticeship outside over the years. Does he really know how to cure diseases?

If he really understood, why did he hire a doctor if his cousin's aunt was sick more than two months ago?

"Cousin, take care of my mother here, I'll be back soon." Yan Jingshen suddenly spoke out his order.

"Oh, oh, cousin, go." Du Juan responded quickly.

Yan Jingshen stuffed Li's hand back into the quilt and turned around and walked out of the main room.

The most important reason why Chan Si Shuji is called a strange poison is that the herb in the antidote is that it is hard to find traces of the Bluxue Pill.

It is also one of the medicinal materials that master Hu Sanbu wants to find the most.

Not only do he often talk about their characteristics in front of him, but he also carefully describes each pattern and reminds him to keep it in mind in case he misses it when he meets it.

That day at Banchi Villa, the reason why he was able to accurately find the secret passage of Devil Pepper was not only because he had learned the mechanism and knew the rules of building secret passages, but also because he was the Green Blood Pill.

I don’t know if it’s natural growth or artificial planting, but there is a small piece of Green Blood Pill near a secret passage.

Although he cared more about the secret passage at that time, he did not ignore the discovery and pulled one out.

He originally planned to take it back to Xincheng for his master to see, but when his family encountered misfortune, he forgot about this matter.

My mother's body has just recovered and her foundation is still a little weak. If she cannot detoxify in time, she may not be able to hold on for two or three days. She must take the antidote as soon as possible.

Yan Jingshen took a big step and soon arrived at the medicine shop closest to home.

Except for the Bixue Pill, the other medicinal materials in the antidote are relatively common, and they are sold in any drug shop of a certain scale.

As expected, the medicinal materials were quickly equipped.

When he returned home, Yan Jingshen took out the plant that had already dried up in the blood pill and made the medicine as quickly as possible.

Even so, two hours had passed when he returned to Li's room.

Du Juan didn't dare to go anywhere, so she just sat by the bed and guarded Mrs. Li. Not to mention breakfast, she didn't even dare to take a sip of water.

Hearing the sound of pushing the door, she hurriedly stood up, her legs almost fell down.

Yan Jingshen walked into the house and placed the teapot in his hand on the table.

"I'm sorry, my cousin." He was not convenient to support Du Juan, so he could only express his gratitude verbally.

"Cousin, you have to be polite, this is..." She asked curiously when she saw Yan Jingshen holding a black pill in his hand.

"You can help help my mother up first, and I will explain to you later."

"Oh." Du Juan responded and gently helped Li up.

Yan Jingshen mixed half a cup of warm water, and still fed the pills and water into her mouth using the method of feeding the medicine before.

Although it can be confirmed that the herb is Bixue Dan, it is an unpractical prescription after all. Yan Jingshen is not sure whether it can be solved by the thoughts to the core.

He stared at his mother's face, not daring to blink for a moment, for fear of missing a slight change.

His father's untimely death is already his greatest regret. If something happens to his mother again, he doesn't know if he can bear it.

God is not so cruel, so he must let him live alone in the world?

Du Juan pursed her lips tightly and swallowed back what she wanted to ask.

About half an hour later, the rosy on Li's face gradually faded away, and his eyelids moved slightly, showing signs of waking up.

Yan Jingshen breathed lightly and his stiff body relaxed.

The antidote is effective. Although the amount may not be enough, the mother's life is saved.

"Deep cousin..." Du Juan finally called out with courage.

Yan Jingshen looked at her and said, "Don't worry, my mother is fine."

"What the hell is going on? When did my cousin learn to cure the disease?"

"I can't cure the disease, and my mother is not sick, but is poisoned."

"Poisoned?!" Du Juan covered her mouth, her eyes full of fear.

She is just an ordinary girl, and the only poison she has heard of is rat medicine and arsenic.

Mouse medicine is common, but arsenic is easily impossible for ordinary people to get.

My cousin's aunt never leaves the door and does not even get in contact with others, so it is even more impossible to have enemies.

Who is so vicious that she actually wants her life?!

Yan Jingshen is also thinking about the same problem.

Chan Si is not a rat medicine or arsenic, and it cannot be done by ordinary people.

It’s not that he looked down on himself, but with the status of the Jing family, he is really not worthy of such a magical poison.

People always have a purpose in doing things. What they have to do is to conceive is really hard to understand.

But not thinking it out does not mean you can take it seriously.

If you are not afraid of thieves stealing, you are afraid of thieves thinking about it. You must think of a complete solution.

Du Juan is now a family member, so she can't hide everything from her.

"Cousin, we probably have to move." Yan Jingshen said with a serious expression.

"Moving..." Du Juan didn't understand what he meant and thought he was just changing a house.
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