Chapter 450

Mo Lingwei said seriously: "It is said in the book that nightmares are a normal psychological phenomenon and have nothing to do with ghosts. They are usually caused by excessive stress, extreme fatigue, disordered work and rest, insomnia, and anxiety.

It is scientifically explained that nightmares are caused by transient cerebral ischemia or incorrect sleeping positions during sleep, so don't scare yourself. "

Mo Lingwei received a Western education with avant-garde thinking. She also studied Western medicine. She has studied anatomy for a long time and is used to dealing with corpses. She is not superstitious at all.

Chu Yunyao looked at Mo Lingwei's serious face, suppressed a smile and teased, "Miss Mo is so courageous that she doesn't believe in ghosts and gods."

Seeing that Chu Yunyao was still in the mood to joke, Mo Lingwei breathed a sigh of relief: "Today I can go to Bao Ren Tang by myself. You can rest at home for a day."

Chu Yunyao nodded: "I also have this plan. I caught a cold a few days ago, and my breath is not smooth. Do you have any western medicine to treat my nose?"

"Go get it for you, I just have one bottle left here." Mo Lingwei turned back to the bedroom.

Chu Yunyao took the bottle of medicine, dripped it into her nose, and led Bao'er to the direction of Wangyue Pavilion, and casually asked: "Did you change the flowers and plants in my pillow a few days ago?"

Bao'er supported her arm, and answered honestly: "Yes, the weather is getting colder and colder. I saw that the weather was very good and the sun was strong a few days ago, so I took the herbs and flowers you prepared outside. sunbaked.

After drying, I took it back and sewed it into a pillow, thinking that I can use it as a pillow all winter..."

Since Bao'er came to her side, Bao'er has arranged all the food, clothing, housing and transportation for her, and even what clothes to wear when going out, Bao'er helped to match them.

Chu Yunyao returned to Wangyue Pavilion, stepped into the bedroom, walked to the edge of the bed, picked up the pillow, put it under her nose, and smelled it carefully.

Bao'er's face turned pale: "Miss, there must be something wrong with this pillow, right?"

Without saying a word, Chu Yunyao opened the drawer, found the scissors, and with a "click", cut a big hole in the middle of the pillow, and the stuff inside was scattered all over the floor.

Chu Yunyao squatted on the ground, picked up a petal mixed in the chrysanthemum among the flowers and herbs on the ground, and held it in front of her.

"There is indeed a problem." Chu Yunyao casually threw the petals on the ground, and found several identical flowers among the petals.

Bao'er stared at those petals for a while, not knowing why: "What's wrong with these flowers?"

"This is a mandala." Chu Yunyao wrapped the petals with a veil: "It is a hallucinogenic plant, the whole plant is poisonous, and the flowers and seeds are the most poisonous.

This thing, if used well, can save people, but if used poorly, it can kill people..."

Medicine and drugs are originally a family.

This kind of plant is not native at all, and it is normal for Bao'er not to know these flowers.

Hearing this, Bao'er was so frightened that she fell to the ground and said incoherently: "It turned out that I harmed Miss, how could this happen? Miss, Bao'er would rather die by herself than harm you, you have to believe me, Bao'er is willing to swear a poisonous oath to prove her innocence..."

Chu Yunyao rubbed Bao'er's head, "When did I stop trusting you? I firmly believe that you are innocent, so you don't need to swear. Think about it carefully, what's the difference in those few days when these flowers and herbs are drying?"

Bao'er calmed down, "Although I like to raise flowers and grass, I don't know the names of these flowers and plants very well, and many potted plants I don't know are raised, so I should ask you, miss.

A few days ago, I took these things out to dry, and the little girl bought by Ms. Qin in Lanlou asked me for chrysanthemums, saying that I was getting angry these days and wanted to soak them in water. I told her that these flowers were for you, Ms. For the chrysanthemum pillow, the portion has been matched according to the proportion, so it cannot be sent as a gift..."