Chapter 700 I’m going to the capital the day after tomorrow
“I’ll take you there.”
Nan Jiaojiao gave him a funny look, “I know this place better than you.”
"I know," Bo Yanqing held her hand and walked down the steps. The soil on the right side of the gravel road had just been renovated. Nan Jiaojiao almost stepped on it. He reached out with his long arm, hugged her waist and lifted her up to avoid it. He drove a few steps before putting her down, "I'll accompany you there."
Nan Jiaojiao let him go.
Fortunately, Aunt Mou had prepared dinner early.
Jiang Yu was not there, so he left a message saying that he was busy with something and asked her to eat first.
Bo Yanqing opened the dining chair for her to sit down. He put his palms on the back of the chair, bent down, and asked in a low voice: "Do you allow others to enter Master Qi's medicine garden?"
"Do you want to Go in and look for something?" Nan Jiaojiao asked subconsciously.
This means it is not allowed.
"Then you cleaned it up when you came out?"
Nan Jiaojiao was suddenly confused and jumped up suddenly, "It's broken!"
Bo Yanqing guessed it as soon as he saw her reaction. When he arrived, he pressed her shoulders and pushed her back, "Eat first, I'll be back in a moment."
After saying that, he turned around and said a few words to Aunt Mou, to the effect of asking for her opinion. Aunt Mou was quite easy to talk to. , and even took him there personally, and said a few words to a few bodyguards guarding outside the medicine garden.
As expected, Nan Jiaojiao was confused in the medicine garden.
Books, medicine books, medical records, etc. were piled everywhere on the table and on the floor.
Bo Yanqing took some time to untie the cufflinks and put them all away. When he returned, he heard voices in the distance.
“Didn’t find it? Oh, it probably didn’t record much. I probably forgot. Anyway, I met it when I was traveling. However, the patient was not a child, but a baby who had just given birth. Mom, the skin of a 20-year-old woman is the same as that of an 80-year-old woman."
Jiang Yu paused, probably stuffing some food into his mouth, "The reason is that her body's hormone levels are disordered. Yes, the problem usually lies in physiological factors and mental factors. You said it was a three-year-old child?"
Nan Jiaojiao nodded, "Yes." "I don't even know where to go to balance hormones. ?”
Jiang Yu’s habitual complaints.
Nan Jiaojiao's face was rare and solemn, "What about poisoning?"
"That's possible. Didn't you make a detoxification pill and it didn't work?"
Nan Jiaojiao: "It can be used, but it won't last long. If I want to completely remove the toxin, I need to figure out what kind of poison it is. Otherwise, even if I weigh the medicine, it will be troublesome if there are so many medicines that conflict with each other."< br>
"Well..."
Jiang Yu held her chin and thought for a while, but her face turned serious. She had been saving lives and tending the wounded her whole life, and the most common thing she had seen was separation between life and death. Besides, she also had the child in Nan Jiaojiao's mouth. She had never met him before, let alone talking about feelings, because Nan Jiaojiao mentioned it and she responded with a few words of face.
"I'll think of a solution."
Bo Yanqing came over and greeted Jiang Yu politely. He looked at Nan Jiaojiao and said, "Just get the poison ingredients?"
“Yes,” Nan Jiaojiao replied simply, “Can you really do anything about it?”
"Yes, are you in a hurry?"
"No, I have researched the antidote and it is useful. I can also make some. I will send it to Bozhai in a few days."
"I'll make arrangements to go to the capital the day after tomorrow."
Nan Jiaojiao raised her eyelids, glanced at him, and swallowed the words as she spoke.
Beijing, isn’t that the Bo family?
It involved his housework, and he didn't see any intention to continue talking, so he didn't ask any more questions.
After eating, Nan Jiaojiao took a nap on the way back.
(End of this chapter)