Qi Lan's fist creaked, and she gritted her teeth in her heart for this young master Gu Yue whom she had never met. She was obviously a person who had traveled through time in the 21st century. Why was this young master Gu Yue so violent? Is he a perverted murderer in the real world?

Zhang Liang frowned and showed a puzzled look on his face. He held the silver needle in his hand and watched it carefully. The more he looked, the more confused he became.

"Is there any problem?" Liu Ji saw that Zhang Liang seemed to have some questions and stepped forward and asked.

Zhang Liang was speechless. After a while, he shook his head: "...it's nothing."

When she returned to the inn, Xiang Ji couldn't help but feel angry and got up and went out to find Mr. Gu Yue. Yu Ruoyan was worried about him, so she hurriedly spoke to Qi Lan and followed her.

Xiao Xin sat upright in his seat. He had already put on the robe of the Chu royal family, tied his hair with a jade crown, and a faint sense of kingly aura appeared on his slightly childish face.

"So, the deceased are all children?" Xiao Xin frowned and looked puzzled: "Why did Mr. Gu Yue kill these children?"

Qi Lan replied heavily: "Maybe just want to give us a warning."

"What a cruel and unruly guy." Xiao Xin snorted coldly. He accidentally glanced at Hongye beside him, hesitated for a moment, and still reminded her: "Xin'er... although he is young, the situation is complicated now, so you must protect him well."

Hongye knelt on one knee and replied respectfully: "I swear to protect the king's safety to the death. Although Xin'er is the son of a slave, she will never be distracted."

Xiaoxin smiled bitterly and said, "I don't mean that...ah, that's all."

Qi Lan glared at Hongye coldly and walked to Zhang Liang: "Is Xin'er still with you? How is he?"

"It's nothing. After dinner, I've already gone to bed." Zhang Liang said in a low voice. He secretly glanced at Hongye, pulled Qi Lan aside, and muttered in her ear: "Hey, I think, Xin'er, this child, seems to be a little incomplete. Let's find a doctor to show him."

"Incomplete mind?!" Qi Lan exclaimed in a low voice. Zhang Liang pulled Qi Lan's sleeve hard and signaled her to whisper a little.

"Why are you pulling me!" Qi Lan pulled back her sleeves in anger.

"I'm just curious, but I haven't made sure--" Zhang Liang secretly glanced at Hongye again: "That fierce woman doesn't care about her children at all. If she knew that her child was a fool, she might do something..."

Qi Lan was choked by Zhang Liang's words. After thinking about it, his words made some sense, so she lowered her voice and said, "What do you want to do?"

Zhang Liang replied in a low voice: "I took this child to see the doctor in my spare time, and maybe I can cure it."

"Okay, be careful, we don't know what Mr. Gu Yue is going to do. If he wants to hurt Xin'er, we must protect him."

"Okay." Zhang Liang nodded.

Because such an unexpected thing happened, everyone was nervous. Xiang Ji still went out angrily every day to find the whereabouts of Mr. Gu Yue, but that guy seemed to have disappeared and had nowhere to be found.

During these days, children in Fengyi City have been dying from death. The cause of their death is the same, and a short silver needle pierces through the head. Zhang Liang is so busy that he goes out to investigate the matter before dawn every day, but he still has no clue.

They were like they were trapped and could not escape from Fengyi. Young Master Gu Yue did not need any force to drag them down, and he held them tightly without any room for struggle to resist.

Qi Lan racked her brains to speculate on Mr. Gu Yue’s motive, but she really couldn’t understand why a modern person who traveled through time must not get along with Xiang Ji Aji?

On this day, Zhang Liang still left very early. He entrusted Xin'er to Qi Lan and left in a hurry. Qi Lan took Xin'er with nothing to do, so he followed Zhang Liang's instructions to a clinic in the streets and alleys.

"Bai's Medical Center?"

Qi Lan stood in front of the clinic and looked around. The front door of the clinic was deserted and there was no one at all. Qi Lan was a little suspicious, but she still knocked on the door.

Dongdongdongdongdong-

There was still no sound inside the door. Qi Lan was unwilling to give up and knocked heavily on the door a few more times. An impatient "Who" came from inside, and the door opened in response.

A sloppy old man in white clothes and white hair appeared at the door. He blew his beard and stared at Qi Lan, looking at Qi Lan from top to bottom, and then fixed his eyes on the child being led by Qi Lan.

"Yeah, isn't this the little fool? I've finished taking the medicine?"

Qi Lan silently recited several times in her heart that "respecting the elderly and loving the young is a traditional virtue of the Chinese nation", trying hard to suppress the urge to slap the old man to death, and said respectfully: "It was Mr. Zhang who asked us to come."

"I know, it's that useless scholar." The old man asked Qi Lan into the room and signaled them to sit down, but Qi Lan looked around. Apart from the random medical skills and medicinal materials, there seemed to be no place to sit. She had to stand upright at the door, motionless.

"Here, this is a new medicine. Take it three times a day, on time." The old man took out a medicine bag from somewhere and threw it to Qi Lan. Qi Lan hurriedly took it and put it next to his nose and smelled it.

"After drinking the medicine, the child's illness can be cured, right?" Qi Lan asked.

"Sick?" The old man looked surprised. He pointed to his heart who was playing on his own: "Do you think he is sick?"

"Isn't it?" Qi Lan was even more surprised. The old man was very surprised. He didn't look like he pretended to be.

"This child is not sick..." The old man confirmed that Qi Lan didn't seem to be joking, so he said slowly: "He is poisoned."

"Poisoned?!" Qi Lan was shocked: "How is this possible?"

The old man glared at Qi Lan fiercely and blew his beard: "Are you doubting my medical skills?"

"No, no, no—" Qi Lan shook her head like a rattle. The old man snorted lightly, and then said: "There has always been a poison on this child, which has slowed down his growth and development, so he is now incomplete and looks a little stupid."

"Then - can it be cured?" Qi Lan asked hurriedly.

"Nonsense, do you think my old sign is a decoration?" The old man glared at Qi Lan again: "You give him the medicine you have in your hand, and the poison can be cured."

Qi Lan breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you, senior."

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint it!
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