Mo Siyu handed the prescribed prescription to Sun Qing: "Miss, go prepare it."

Sun Qing took the prescription, wiped her tears and left with a smile.

Mo Siyu sat in front of Elder Sun, and stretched out the back of his hand towards the old man: "Old man, do you know what is wrong with my hand that was scratched by the medicine man?

The wound was neither painful nor itchy nor red, swollen and festered, but the scar was black and would not disappear for a long time.

I tested for poison with silver needles, and I also tested blood with medicine, and there seems to be no sign of poisoning..."

Elder Sun stared at the back of Mo Siyu's hand for a long time. At first, his face remained the same, but the longer he stared at it, the more tightly he frowned, and his expression became more and more serious.

Seeing this, Chu Chuyan asked anxiously, "Old Sun, why is this injury?"

Elder Sun raised his hand and rubbed his forehead: "I am getting older and my memory is not very good. I seem to have seen similar symptoms in an ancient book, but I have never seen this symptom with my own eyes.

The old man has to go back to his room and carefully read through the medical books that the old man placed, maybe he can find the answer. "

Hearing that Elder Sun didn't know, Mo Siyu didn't react too much, but withdrew his hand, "Then let me know when you find the answer, or if necessary, I can also help you read it."

Elder Sun nodded: "Alright, if Mr. Yu has time, you can go to my bedroom and look for similar books."

Mo Siyu stood up, stretched her waist, and walked out of the pharmacy: "It will be very late when the young lady prepares the medicine, and I have to go back to rest.

When you get old, see the time is almost up, let someone call me. "

Chu Chuyan looked at her leaving back and didn't chase after her. Instead, he watched her leave the courtyard with his own eyes before turning to look at Mr. Sun, "Mr. Sun, what do you know, don't you?"

Elder Sun also didn't intend to hide from Chu Chu: "Even Mr. Yu himself didn't see if there would be any aftereffects from being scratched by the medicine man, and the old man is not good at medicine, so he couldn't tell.

It's just that the scar looks like a sign, what do you think, young master? "

Chu Chuyan's face was slightly cracked: "It's just a scar, not some messy sign."

Elder Sun was also puzzled: "In Moon City, the saintesses selected by the high priest need to be rubbed up with signs like this.

It's just that Young Master Yu is clearly a man..."

"Ridiculous." Chu Chuyan didn't believe these nonsense remarks at all: "This matter is not allowed to be mentioned again, Mr. Sun should read more books and look for possible symptoms similar to those that may occur after being scratched by the medicine man."

Elder Sun also thought it was too absurd, so he hurriedly said, "Yes."

Chu Chuyan lifted his feet out of the courtyard door, and went straight to the bedroom. When he was about to reach the door, he thought about it, turned a corner, and went to find Mrs. Chu.

Mo Siyu prepared pills for the Patriarch and Young Patriarch of the Chu family for the next month, making the bedroom stinky and unbearable.

When Chu Chuyan came in, he saw Mo Siyu covering his mouth and nose, concentrating on mixing various poisons together, and the small cauldron placed on the table was smoking, and there were burnt poisonous insects inside corpse.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Mo Siyu made the last pill, put it in a porcelain bottle, sealed it with beeswax, and looked up at Chu Chuyan: "Are you here?"

"Yeah." Chu Chuyan sat beside her, took out something like a glove and handed it to her: "It's been cold recently, put this on, and cover the scars on the back of your hands to avoid frostbite."