She pretended not to notice and walked straight towards West Market Street.
Lin Cong was probably still speculating on what happened yesterday, so naturally he wouldn't act so rashly.
I think it was sent by the Liu family.
It was really hard for her. Now her two children were lying on the bed unable to move. She still had the idea to send people to follow her, but she didn't know the purpose of sending people to follow her.
There were many people on the road, so she wasn't worried about what those people would do to her, so she went straight to a well-known medical clinic and walked in.
As soon as the medicine boy in the hospital saw her walking in, he immediately stepped forward and asked, "What can I do for you, girl?"
It was not easy for the master to let him come out to help with the diagnosis. Song Lai was naturally very excited. When he saw someone coming to the door, he immediately greeted him.
Lin Fushuang naturally understood the excitement in his eyes, and said with a slight smile: "Maybe I am poisoned. Can you tell what kind of poison I am?"
After hearing this, Song Lai had a grimace on his face, but he still led her to the small room behind the medicine hall, took out a silver needle from the needle bag, "Girl, I need to prick your finger to get some." Blood, please bear with the pain."
"Okay." Lin Fushuang smiled and nodded. Since she had nothing to do, she let the little medicine boy try it.
The little medicine boy pricked her finger, put the squeezed blood into a small container, and handed her a piece of cloth to wipe the blood on her finger, and then began to study it intently.
Lin Fushuang watched him relax his brows for a while, then clenched his teeth and furrowed his brows, and couldn't help but laugh.
"Song Lai, Song Lai..." A burst of shouting came from far away, and an old man with white hair walked in quickly. When he saw Song Lai sitting at the table and looking at something, he reached out and flicked the small hair bun on Song Lai's head. "What are you doing again?"
"Master, you are here. Come and help me see what poison this girl has. I have been looking at it for a long time and I still can't tell." Song Lai raised his eyes and saw the old man with a smile on his face, but then collapsed again. Go down.
"What kind of poison can even such a powerful disciple like me not recognize?" The old man was none other than Mr. Meng, the doctor in charge of this medical center. He picked up the small vessel in front of Song Lai, put it to the tip of his nose and smelled it, with a hint of laughter between his eyebrows. Confuse.
Then he quickly walked up to Lin Fushuang, reached out and grabbed her hand, and checked her pulse carefully. The more he listened, the more ugly his face became, "You must have been poisoned for almost three years, right?"
Lin Fushuang nodded, "Is there any solution?"
"It's difficult. If it doesn't take long, I can prescribe you some prescriptions to detoxify the poison. But the poison has stayed in your body for a long time. I'm afraid..." Mr. Meng sighed.
Lin Fushuang's heart suddenly sank. Is it still too late?
"I'm afraid of something, Master, please tell me quickly." Song Lai saw that Mr. Meng stopped talking mid-sentence and hurriedly looked over.
Just as Lin Fushuang was about to speak, she saw Mr. Meng touching his white beard and said, "I'm afraid I can only go find my junior brother."
The corners of Lin Fushuang's mouth twitched slightly. At that moment, she really thought that she would be the same as in her previous life.
"Girl, don't worry. With my junior brother's help, the poison on your body will definitely be cured. But..." Meng Lao touched his beard again mid-sentence.
"Master, please stop hesitating. It makes me a little anxious." Song Lai couldn't help but rolled his eyes.
"Nothing big or small," Mr. Meng raised his hand and knocked Song Lai on the head, "It's just that my junior brother is the imperial doctor in the palace, and ordinary people can't invite him. Judging from the clothes you are wearing, you don't look like a wealthy person. , so your poison is still difficult to cure."
Lin Fushuang nodded. Mr. Meng's eyes were indeed poisonous. In his current situation, it was simply wishful thinking to ask an imperial doctor to detoxify him. It seemed that he could only provide Fu Yanqing with more information in exchange for his help.
After leaving the hospital, Lin Fushuang planned to go directly back to the Governor's Mansion, but when she noticed those eyes staring at her, she changed her mind and started walking around West Street.
The people behind her followed her slowly, until she turned into a small alley, and then they quickly followed her.
As soon as they entered the small alley, the people were dumbfounded, but after a while, the man disappeared. They were about to look around when they saw Lin Fushuang walking out of a hidden place.
"Mr. Liu asked you to come, right?" Lin Fushuang looked at the figures in front of her, holding a dagger tightly in her hand hidden in her sleeve.
These few were ruffians with little skill, which was why she dared to face them alone.
"Since you know who asked us to come here, how dare you walk alone in this alley?" The leader of the gangster showed a lewd smile, "Maybe you are lonely and want us brothers to have a try?"
"That's right, we have never tasted a girl from the Hou family!" The people around him agreed, their dirty eyes lingering on Lin Fushuang's body.
Lin Fushuang felt their unabashed gazes and felt sick in her heart, but it didn't show on her face at all, "Just you guys?"
"Can't we satisfy you? Today our brothers will let you know how powerful we are!" The leader said sarcastic words, greeted several younger brothers, and rushed towards Lin Fushuang.
Looking at the people in front of her, Lin Fushuang curled her lips, raised her hand and aimed at the leader and slashed hard at him.
At this moment, a black shadow flashed past, and several gangsters fell to the ground. The leader was even stepped on by a black shadow.
Lin Fushuang took a closer look and found that she had never seen the person coming.
Although she was sure that she could defeat these people, she should thank this person for helping her, "This..."
Before she could say anything, she saw the man put his feet back, came to her, and bowed respectfully, "Miss Lin, my subordinate Jin Wen, our governor knows that you don't feel safe going out alone, so Let the subordinates follow the girl."
Lin Fushuang nodded and took back the dagger in her hand, "In that case, I'll ask you to help me."
"I wonder what the girl is going to do with these people?" Jin Wen nodded and lowered his eyebrows.
"Please send them to see their master." Lin Fushuang walked out of the alley.
She had heard of Jin Wen in her previous life, and he was someone close to Fu Yanqing. However, when Fu Yanqing died, it seemed that a man named Jin Wen had overseen his execution, but she didn't know if they were the same person. She still had to You should give Fu Yanqing a heads up.
In the Marquis of Ding'an's Mansion, Mrs. Liu was pacing back and forth in the room. She sent someone to deliver a letter to King Jing early in the morning, hoping that King Jing would ask an imperial doctor to come out from the palace to see Yi'er's injuries, but when she arrived, No news has come yet.
Although the doctor in the palace said last night that it was a skin injury, Yi'er is a daughter after all. If there are a few left on her body, how can she please the prince when she enters the palace in the future?
