Yuehua couldn't tell why it happened like this, but she could only order the guards to reinstall the door, and went to Chu Chuyan's bedroom with Mo Siyu in a panic.

In order to avoid suspicion, Chu Chuyan's bedroom was arranged in the front yard, a bit far from Mo Siyu but closer to Mrs. Chu and Patriarch Chu.

But the room next to Mo Siyu's bedroom became Chu Chuyan's study.

Before stepping through the door, she heard Madam Chu's sobbing, and seeing Mo Siyu coming in, the dark crowd in the room gave way one after another to let Mo Siyu pass.

Mo Siyu lifted the curtain of the side room, and went straight into the room, and saw Chu Chuyan lying in the tub, with a few ice floes floating on top of the tub, Little Six was kneeling on the side of the tub Wiping away his tears, Chu Chusheng held Chu Chuyan's hot hand, and kept mumbling: "It's so hot, how can it be so hot?"

Mo Siyu frowned, "Didn't you give him the antidote this morning? Could it be that he didn't take it?"

Little Six was at a loss: "What antidote?"

Mo Siyu touched Chu Chuyan's hot and red forehead, picked up a cold towel from the tub, put it on his forehead, and ordered, "Get him out of the water and carry him to the bed."

As she said that, she dropped the curtain and went out of the ear room, and rummaged through the bedroom: "Where is the pill I prepared for Brother Yan this morning?"

Mrs. Chu had dismissed the people in the bedroom. Hearing Mo Siyu's question, she stood up, searched in the innermost cabinet where the Four Treasures of the Study were placed, and took out a porcelain bottle: "Mo'er, is this it?"

Mo Siyu nodded, quickly took the porcelain bottle, poured out the pills inside, peeled off the wax sealed on the surface, stuffed one into Chu Chuyan's throat, and poured it in with a bowl of cold water.

She sat on the bed, put her fingertips on Chu Chuyan's pulse, and carefully felt his pulse, her brows became tighter and tighter.

Mrs. Chu asked worriedly: "Mo'er, how is Yan'er?"

Mo Siyu's eyebrows relaxed, and he smiled at Madam Chu: "Although the fire poison is serious, I have temporarily made a pill that can suppress the poison in his body, as long as he takes it every day, he will be fine.

But things like mint borneol are rare and rare. If he can find something like ice porch, he can completely remove the poison in his body once and for all. "

"Ice Pore?" Mrs. Chu had never heard of this kind of thing: "What is this thing, we only have ice flakes in our house, where can we find this kind of thing?"

Mo Siyu pondered for a moment: "I need to dig in the imperial tomb. If you are lucky, you may have it. If you are unlucky, you may not get it in your life. It's normal that you don't know about this kind of thing."

Mrs. Chu was a little desperate: "Then what to do, isn't Yan'er hopeless?"

Mo Siyu shook his head: "No, my adoptive father has this kind of thing, but..."

She paused, and said in a somewhat embarrassed voice: "Brother Yan needs to go back to Jincheng with me, but I don't know if Madam, you are willing to leave Brother Yan..."

Mrs. Chu heard, "There's nothing to be reluctant about, my son's life is the most important thing, but this thing is extremely precious, Mo'er, will your adoptive father take it out for Yan'er to heal?"

Those who can get things in the imperial mausoleum are definitely not ordinary people. Madam Chu secretly looked at Mo Siyu and guessed her identity: she is so well-bred, the girl has not only learned medical skills, but also has such exquisite craftsmanship. The family background, I am afraid it is rich and expensive...