Chapter 2925

Mo Siyu glanced at the two people who looked at each other affectionately, Shi Shiran stood up, "He can't die for the time being, let him rest after a few words, he is not seriously ill, but poisoned... .”

Everyone's expression changed.

Chu Chusheng took a step forward and stood in front of Siyu: "Master, what kind of poison did my father suffer from? When did he get it? Do you know?"

Old Uncle Sun yelled: "Nonsense, my granddaughter and I have always been responsible for the Patriarch's diet and medication. We are loyal to the Patriarch. How could we possibly poison the Patriarch?"

Old Uncle Sun was heartbroken and wished he could prove his innocence by death: "You can say that this old man is not good at medicine, but if you say that this old man has the intention of murdering the Patriarch, I can kill him right away in front of the Patriarch and prove his innocence by death."

Wen Jian quickly grabbed Old Man Sun's arm: "Old Sun, no one doubts your loyalty to the Patriarch. If you are all disloyal to the Patriarch, then there will not be many people who are loyal to the Patriarch."

Old Uncle Sun was trembling with anger, his white beard curled up and down, wishing he could tear Siyu into pieces with his eyes.

Siyu is helpless, at such a great age, he is always on the verge of death or life, this old man is really capable of tossing about.

Siyu threw the silver needle taken by the girl into one of the bowls of black blood, and saw the slender silver needle turn black at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Siyu took out the silver needle from the bowl and shook it in front of Uncle Sun: "I only said that your Patriarch was poisoned, did I say that you poisoned it?"

"It is indeed poisonous, how could it be poisonous?" Uncle Sun trembled his lips: "But the owner is responsible for taking medicine and eating normally, and I have not noticed any poison at all."

Siyu returned the silver needle to the girl, and took up two bowls of blood: "Find me a room and bring a few more clean white porcelain bowls, I want to check, how long has this poison been accumulated in your Patriarch's body?" .”

When Chu Chusheng heard this, he immediately arranged Siyu in the biggest room next to him.

After all, he is a distinguished guest, and whether his father lives or dies depends on the master student of the genius doctor in front of him.

Chu Chusheng coughed several times in a low voice, and cupped his hands at Siyu: "Thank you, Mr. Yu, for rescuing my father. If you need anything, just say it."

Siyu raised her eyelids and stared at Chu Chusheng for a moment, "Lung fever, low cough, did you have a serious illness a few days ago?"

As soon as the words fell, Chu Chusheng and Wen Jian were both stunned.

Wen Jian opened his eyes wide, and now he respected Mo Siyu from the bottom of his heart: "Yes, yes, a few days ago, our young master was very ill, but he gradually recovered."

"It's not good." Siyu interrupted him: "It's just holding on with one breath, just like the reflection of a dying person.

It's probably because your father is seriously ill, you have to recover and take care of the internal affairs of the house, and when this incident passes, you will get sicker and worse..."

Wen Jian: "..."

Wen Jian turned his head to look at Chu Chusheng, "Master..."

Chu Chusheng waved his hand at Wen Jian, stopped his answer, and smiled at Siyu: "As expected of a talented doctor in the imperial city, you can see my illness at a glance.

A few days ago, I was indeed seriously ill, but my father also collapsed, and the side branches of the Chu family came to provoke and test me, so I braced myself to deal with the affairs of the house.

I feel a little tired the past few days, but my body seems to be getting stronger, and there is nothing serious about it. I thought it was because I was young and my body was about to get better, but I didn't expect that there is such a thing as a flashback... ..."