Only Ji Wanrong's expression changed.
She broke free from the restraints of several maids, and while everyone was still in shock, she ran desperately to Mrs. Ji's bed.
She summoned the antidote from the space and stuffed it into the old lady's mouth.
Seeing that the medicine melted in his mouth, Ji Wanrong quickly took out the silver needle and sealed Mrs. Ji's meridians.
Everyone present looked at the scene in front of them in stunned silence.
Lin Wenrui almost screamed: "Ji Wanrong! The old lady is not angry anymore! What else do you want to do? Someone, hurry up and stop Ji Wanrong from insulting the old lady's body!"
"Go to the ancestral hall to inform the eldest princess, Jing Zhaoyin and the Marquis! Stop Ji Wanrong!"
Ji Wanrong seemed unable to hear other sounds.
She ignored the obstruction of others and tightly grabbed the old lady's bony hand.
The old lady's palms were still warm, and there were thick calluses at the tiger's mouth. Ji Wanrong worked hard to seal the meridians on her wrists with silver needles.
Only the more meridians are closed, the time for the pill to take effect will be greatly shortened, and the possibility of Mrs. Ji's survival will be greater.
Seeing Ji Wanrong's almost crazy "abuse" of Mrs. Ji's body, the scene in the room suddenly became extremely panicked.
"Crazy! Crazy! Come on, Ji Wanrong has gone crazy!"
Under Lin Wenrui's instigation, whether it was Princess Rui, Princess Ping or the imperial physician standing aside, they desperately pressed forward to restrain Ji Wanrong.
Ji Wanrong tried his best to struggle, but to no avail. He could only watch Mrs. Ji's hand pull away from his own.
And she was pulled further and further away from Mrs. Ji.
After she was pulled into the corner, the doctors even went to pull out the silver needle she left on the old lady's body.
Ji Wanrong's chest heaved violently, and she roared: "Fucking idiots, I'm saving her!"
Princess Rui beside her squeezed Ji Wanrong's hand tightly, sneered and spoke.
"Mrs. Ji has died, and the imperial doctor has said that medicine and stone have no effect. Are you a god or a ghost doctor, can you still bring people back to life?"
Ji Yunyao looked at Ji Wanrong, who was surrounded by people, with a decent smile on her face.
"Sister, you can't destroy your grandmother's body or destroy the evidence that you murdered her just because you want to escape guilt!"
"Jing Zhaoyin knows right from wrong and will definitely give you a lighter sentence. If you do this, you will only get an extra degree of guilt."
After listening to Ji Yunyao's words, everyone present realized the reason for Ji Wanrong's sudden action.
It turned out to be to destroy the evidence of her murder of the old lady!
Ji Wanrong sneered: "You keep saying that I murdered Mrs. Ji. Where is the evidence? Where is the reason?"
As soon as Ji Wanrong finished speaking, he heard Ji Chengde roar.
He walked into Wutong Garden angrily with Princess Changhe and Princess Jingzhaoyin.
"Of course it's because you are jealous of my mother doting on Yao'er! You are also jealous of everyone in the world praising Yao'er, so you want to kill my mother!"
"Otherwise, why did your mother's health deteriorate after you visited her?"
After Ji Chengde said this, he sprinkled the thing he was holding tightly on Ji Wanrong's body.
Scattered are some white pills.
It was she who gave Ji Lingxiao the aspirin enteric-coated tablets and dipyridamole tablets to treat her grandmother.
Ji Wanrong's breath suddenly suffocated, but he heard Ji Chengde's proud words.
"I know that you have a good relationship with Ji Lingxiao, so I must ask Ji Lingxiao to do the poisoning! I even implemented family law on Ji Lingxiao and the mute woman, but they are still unwilling to give out the slightest evidence. These are all the things that I have done from Ji Lingxiao It was found in his house!”
"Ji Wanrong, you are a born evil star! Not only did you kill your grandmother, you also want to teach your brother a bad lesson?! Don't worry, I will personally send you two scoundrels to prison!"
When Ji Wanrong heard this, he was simply stunned by this idiot.
She clenched her hands into fists, and the veins on her temples were pulsing, "Who on earth hurt him?!"
"As you said, she is the grandmother who is taken care of by Ji Yunyao, so I have a few questions to ask Ji Yunyao."
"First of all, my grandmother suffered from a stroke, but the symptoms of various strokes are different. May I ask Ji Yunyao, besides lethargy, what other symptoms does my grandmother have?"
"Secondly, there are few people around my grandmother to serve her, but why are the utensils in Wutong Garden so low? Will it provide any convenience for Ji Yunyao to take care of her grandmother?"
"Thirdly, there is no one around my grandmother to serve her. The only old person who is still serving her today is a dowry from my grandmother's youth, a mute woman. May I ask if Ji Yunyao can sign language, and how he gained the trust of the mute woman? "
As soon as Ji Wanrong finished speaking, Princess Changhe and Jing Zhaoyin lowered their heads and frowned slightly as they looked at the low layout of the room.
"If Ji Yunyao can't even answer these questions, it proves that she is not taking care of my grandmother at all. How can I be jealous of her?"
When the eldest princess heard this, she slowly turned her gaze to Ji Yunyao's position: "Yunyao, answer Ji Wanrong's questions."
When Mo Jiecheng dealt with the difficult Adjutant Wu and hurried to Wutong Garden, what he heard was Ji Wanrong's angry but restrained tone.
He also saw Ji Yunyao's pale face for a moment inside the room.
In addition to paralysis and lethargy, what other symptoms can a stroke patient have?
Ji Yunyao stared into Ji Wanrong's eyes and took two steps back, but could not answer Ji Wanrong's question for a moment.
Mo Jiecheng's steps paused slightly.
I had a very strange feeling in my heart.
Ji Yunyao did not speak, but Jing Zhaoyin continued to speak: "Then how do you explain these pills? The imperial doctor at the imperial hospital cannot determine its ingredients, and the old lady has been declining since she took these pills?"
Ji Wanrong sneered: "That's because the medical skills of the doctors at the imperial hospital are so poor! That's why I didn't notice that my grandmother was gradually getting better, and now she was poisoned."
Princess Duan smiled sarcastically: "Are you trying to say that your medical skills are better than all the doctors in the Imperial Hospital? Even what you did just now was a way of bringing Mrs. Ji back to life?"
"According to my opinion, it would be better to send her to Jingzhaoyin and torture her severely. Then she won't be so harsh."
When Lin Wenrui heard this, she was also worried that Ji Wanrong could really save the old lady, so she started to cry.
"Master Hou, my mother just left not long ago, and we made a big fuss here. I'm afraid it will disturb my mother's final peace. There are trials everywhere. Why don't we all go to Jingzhao Yin and let my mother be pure?"
When Jing Zhaoyin heard what Lin Wenrui said, he hurriedly ordered the soldiers behind him to capture Ji Wanrong into Jing Zhaoyin first.
Mo Jiecheng looked at Ji Wanrong's cold expression, slowly lowered his eyes, and spoke first before the soldier made any move.
"I can vouch for Ji Wanrong's medical skills. She saved my life. Maybe she can still save the old lady. If she goes to Jingzhaoyin, the old lady may really be unable to save her life. .”
Princess Duan's cool voice sounded next.
"Prince Han, don't blame me for speaking badly. You are Ji Wanrong's husband. How can I trust what you say?"
Ji Wanrong gritted his teeth and said: "Give me half a stick of incense time, if I can't save Mrs. Ji, I will willingly go to Jing Zhaoyin to plead guilty!"
Jing Zhaoyin looked at Princess Duan and then at Ji Wanrong.
Whether it was King Duan or King Han, they were both people he could not mess with.
So he turned his head to Ji Chengde: "Master Hou, this matter concerns your mother and daughter. What do you think?"
Ji Chengde closed his eyes sadly, his words full of desolation.
"I have never heard of the resurrection of the dead. My mother cannot be saved. It is better to take Ji Wanrong back to Jingzhaoyin for interrogation!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard movement from the lifeless bed.
Everyone turned around and saw that the old lady who had lost her breath suddenly spit out a mouthful of black blood.
They seemed to be able to see that the eyes under her eyelids were slowly turning.
Ji Wanrong smiled in relief.
