Cen Qiulan glared at Liu Yan fiercely.

This bitch usually keeps silent, but she always flatters the master when she sees him! It seems that she has not suppressed her enough!

Liu Yan felt Cen Qiulan's gaze, but she remained silent, lowered her head and followed the crowd of servants. She walked in the corner of the crowd with Su Xuan, who also had no luster at all, and followed Su Hou.

Seeing Liu Yan like this, Cen Qiulan finally felt relieved.

At the same time, there was hatred in her heart. What happened to her Ruozhi, and the reason why the master returned home so quickly was obviously because of Ruozhi.

I was supposed to take care of her Ruozhi's affairs first, but when I heard that that bitch was ill, I couldn't wait to go to that bitch's courtyard!

I am also secretly worried. What should I do if something happens if Su Huayue is not dead after going to Ruyi Court this time?

But now that the matter has come to this, I have no choice but to bite the bullet and go take a look.

Su Ruozhi also had the same idea as her, and Cen Qiulan told her not to act rashly and to go back to the hospital by herself first.

If she really needs something, she still has some options left.

She glanced at Aunt Song again, and she gave Cen Qiulan a reassuring look, indicating that the aftermath work they had prepared long ago had been completed.

Cen Qiulan caught up with Su Hou and said in a crying and charming voice: "Master, please slow down. Hua Yue doesn't know what happened. She suddenly fell ill a few days ago. I invited a doctor. The house was haunted a few days ago.

The doctor said that evil energy has entered the body, and it will take some time to cure it, so don’t worry too much, sir."

Before Su Hou could speak, Su Xian said: "How can there be any theory of ghosts and evil in this world? How can any quack doctor blame ghosts and gods for the cause of illness?" You said, "How is Sister Hua Yue's condition now?"

Cen Qiulan felt a knot in her heart. She rolled her eyes secretly, but her face was kind and kind: "Sir, the doctor I found for Hua Yue for my mother is a doctor from Huichun Hall. How can he be a quack doctor?"

Then he pretended to be sad and said: "I went to see Hua Yue two days ago. She is already...unconscious and can't get out of bed. I don't know if I can survive..."

But before she finished speaking, Su Hou said: "A womanly person should not talk nonsense!"

Then he said to Mr. Su: "Sir, please go to the Mo Mansion and invite Dr. Mo who returned to Beijing from the army two months ago. No doctor from the Huichun Hall can match Dr. Mo's medical skills."

Su Xian said: "Yes, father." As he spoke, he disappeared from the crowd.

Although he had missed his sister very much in the past year, in the end it was still more important to seek medical treatment for her.

When Cen Qiulan heard that Su Hou said that she was going to find a new doctor, she panicked at first, but then quickly calmed down.

According to the three-day time limit given by Doctor Yan, it’s best that that bitch is dead by now!

It's all because she thought it would take a few more days for the master to return home, Doctor Yan was ill again, and the Ruyi Courtyard was eerie.

In the past two or three days, she had not personally gone to Ruyi Hospital to check on that bitchy hoof. She only knew that she was indeed going to die.

If she hadn't died, I might have cured her, but she would indeed have had a lot of troubles.

However, whether dead or not, she will not let things get to her!

She dealt with the aftermath, and although it was a bit rough due to time constraints, she would not let the matter involve her.

Su Hou walked quickly and soon arrived at Ruyiyuan.

The entire courtyard of Ruyi Courtyard was quiet and elegant. When Su Hou stepped into the courtyard door, his eyes shimmered.

He ignored the servants in the courtyard who saluted him and went straight to the main room.

As soon as he entered the room, he saw Su Huayue on the bed, her face was pale and her figure was weak.

Su Hou couldn't help but exclaimed with distress: "Hua Yue!"

Cen Qiulan and others followed behind Su Hou. She quietly glanced in the direction of Su Huayue. Seeing that her body seemed to be breathing up and down, her expression turned gloomy.

Before Su Hou finished speaking, his body had reached Su Huayue's side, and he frowned at the thin man in front of him.

When he left the house a year ago, his Hua Yue was not like this.

What disease caused her daughter to behave like this?

Su Huayue on the bed did not answer her. Qiu Yun beside the bed wiped her tears and said to Su Hou: "Master Hou, you are back. In the past two days, the young lady's condition has become more and more serious."

"What's going on?"

How could he be so ill? As soon as Su Hou said these majestic and worrying words, his big hand had already caressed Su Huayue's somewhat scattered forehead.

He had just heard that Su Huayue was so ill that she couldn't get out of bed. He only knew that the illness was probably not simple, but he didn't expect her to describe her weight loss in this way.

With this pale face and haggard expression, the closer you look at her, the more you realize she seems to have suffered some great pain.

Su Hou shook Su Huayue's body lightly: "Hua Yue, Hua Yue, dad is back."

But he wandered for a long time and saw no movement from Su Huayue.

Su Hou frowned tightly, his eyes full of distress.

Just as he was about to ask Cen Qiulan something, Su Xian flew in from outside, accompanied by an old man with gray hair and a relatively strong body.

Su Xian entered the room and said: "Father, aunt, Doctor Mo is here!"

After saying this, he glanced at Su Huayue on the bed through the crowd. He hadn't seen her for a year, and now he could see that she was faintly weak. The worry in his heart was self-evident.

When Su Hou saw Doctor Mo, his eyes shimmered.

He said: "Mr. Mo, my daughter is critically ill, please come and take a look at her!"

When Dr. Mo was invited, he had already heard Su Xian explain the whole story on the road. After listening to Su Hou's words, he saluted Su Hou: "I have met the general."

Although Su Hou was granted the title of Marquis, people in the army, such as Doctor Mo, still called him General.

Su Hou hurriedly helped him up: "No need to be polite, Mr. Mo, it's important to take care of my little girl!"

While he was talking, Doctor Mo had already stood up, and his slightly old but still strong body walked to Su Huayue's bedside. Seeing Su Huayue's pale expression, his expression became a little solemn.

Doctor Mo said: "Miss Su looks very ill."

Then he raised his hands and closed his eyes to feel his pulse, and his complexion immediately became more and more ugly.

"This is..." Doctor Mo paused and then said, "Miss Su, this is because she has been poisoned and has lost her soul."

He then took off the medicine box on his back, took out a set of silver needles, and inserted a few needles into Su Huayue's acupuncture points.

"Poisoned?"

Su Hou and Su Xian were both shocked. Wasn't it said that a disease had entered the body? Su Huayue was fine, how could she be poisoned?

Cen Qiulan didn't panic when he heard this.

She already knew that whether Su Huayue was dead or not, the poison in her body would be easily detected.

She had already prepared a plan for this.

Doctor Mo added: "The poisoning has been going on for some time, but fortunately it is not serious."

"I will give the young lady a few injections first to control the toxicity. Later, I will prescribe some medicine to detoxify and regulate the body."

Doctor Mo's voice was a little old. As he spoke, Su Huayue inserted the needle. After a while, Su Huayue coughed lightly and slowly woke up.

"Hua Yue!"

"Sister Huayue!"

Su Hou and Su Xian called out at the same time.
Chapter completed!