Shen Qingqing played with the Three Emperors Money in her hand and said: "Don't bother me, I'll just make the divination."
After the hexagram was completed, Shen Qingqing gathered the copper coins, frowned and sighed: "Xue Bao did not have this disaster in his life, but today's poisoning is completely implicated."
No wonder she didn't see the clue before.
"Can you figure out who is involved?" Ning's heart tightened, "If it's because of me and Xingtang... then we might as well not recognize her."
As long as her daughter can live in peace, she can give up everything else.
Shen Qingqing held her hand and said warmly: "Sister Ning is worrying too much. This matter has nothing to do with you. Did she go to that boy to draw a portrait again this afternoon?"
"We went. As soon as the clothing store closed, she led us there and stayed there for more than half an hour." Ning asked in surprise: "Did that child harm Xuebao? But I think he looks quite good.
, not like a bad guy.”
"He probably didn't inject the poison, but the incident did start because of him. Let's wait for now. When Xuebao stabilizes, we can go find him and ask him what's going on."
Shen Qingqing checked Meng Qixue's condition again. Her face was no longer hot, but the redness had not faded away. It would probably take a while for her to fully recover.
Mrs. Ning wiped the sweat from her forehead with a handkerchief. As she wiped it, she suddenly burst into tears again.
Shen Qingqing was a little helpless, putting a hand on her shoulder and patting her gently, "Why are you crying again? Isn't this getting better slowly?"
"It's not because of this." Ning sobbed: "I just feel uncomfortable. Xuebao has been with you for more than two years without any accidents, but he was poisoned just a few days after he came to Xiangcheng... I'm a little suspicious
Is it because Xingtang and I are not destined to have children?"
Shen Qingqing didn't expect this level, and felt sad for a moment, pitiful parents in the world.
Ning wiped her tears, held her hand and said, "When Xuebao recovers her health, you can take her back and never come to Xiangcheng again."
"Ouch." Shen Qingqing was so pitiful in her eyes that her heart turned to water, "Sister, there is no need for us to be like this. If you and Boss Qi were really destined to kill each other, I would not have taken Xuebao for granted.
you."
"Believe me, this matter has absolutely nothing to do with your fate. Let's just be fine."
Just after coaxing Ning, she turned around and found Taozi holding the handkerchief and sobbing beside her.
Shen Qingqing's heart started pounding again, "Good girl, why are you crying too?"
Taozi threw herself into her arms, "Qingqing, you are so kind. I wish you were a man. I will marry you even if I compete with other women."
Meng Yuan, who came back from writing the notice, felt bad when he heard this, "What are you doing?"
The baby was still lying on the bed, three women were crying and hugging each other, and one wanted to marry his wife???
Shen Qingqing waved to him and calmly changed the subject: "Come over and see if the detoxification pill has worked. I'm afraid I'm wrong."
Ning and Taozi immediately dispersed and made room for him.
Meng Yuan raised his hand to check the temperature on his forehead, nodded and said: "It's indeed much better than before. I think it will be fine tomorrow morning. How about you go next door to rest for a while, and I will guard here."
Shen Qingqing raised her head and looked at the dim moonlight outside the window, "It's almost dawn, so why not go to sleep? I can't sleep anyway."
When the eastern sky glowed with white light, Meng Qixue's face was no longer red, her body was no longer hot, and she had completely returned to normal. Ning was so happy that she shed a few more tears.
Shen Qingqing got up from the recliner, stretched his arms and said: "Let's eat. After dinner, Meng Yuan and I will go find the painting boy. You continue to stare at Xuebao. If Doctor Zhang comes, bring him here.
Check Xuebao's body, and don't let him go after checking him. I'll find a way to trap him later."
Ning naturally responded hurriedly.
The young man often sets up a stall on the street to paint. Because of his superb painting skills and unique temperament, many people know him. After a casual inquiry, the two of them found out that the young man's name was Shu Yiyan. He was thirteen years old and lived in Changping Lane.
The end.
Shen Qingqing originally thought that Changping Alley was also in Xiangcheng City and should be easy to find, but she never thought about making many twists and turns and got lost several times before finding the right place.
Rather than calling it an alley, it would be more appropriate to call it Refugee Street.
The low and dilapidated mud-roofed houses, the bumpy dirt roads, and even the unknown small trees on the roadside give off a desolate and desolate atmosphere.
There was no one on the road, and everything in front of me seemed to be covered in dust and lifeless, until I heard the barking of dogs, it seemed to come to life.
The biter was a black and white spotted dog with long legs and a skinny body. While yelling at them, he backed away timidly until he reached the end of the alley. The boy's scolding sounded in the dilapidated fence yard:
"Xiaohua, come back!"
Looking around, I saw the young man who had been painting that day sitting in the yard choosing vegetables. The wind was a bit strong, blowing his ill-fitting gown to sway, making his thin body even thinner.
Shen Qingqing and Meng Yuan stood by the door and greeted him, "Shu Yiyan? We have something to see you for."
Shu Yiyan raised his head when he heard the sound, and after seeing their faces clearly, his expression changed, and he dropped the wild vegetables and ran into the house.
Meng Yuan realized that something was wrong and even jumped over the wall to chase after him. At this moment, he suddenly heard Shu Yiyan's panicked voice: "Don't come over, I'm sick and I will infect you!"
Meng Yuan paused and stepped back, "We won't go in, but don't hide either. Just stand there and tell us what disease you have."
Shu Yiyan hesitated for a moment, and finally turned around slowly, "I only found out that I was sick last night. Yesterday I closed the stall as usual. Before I left, I bought half a catty of pork with the copper plate given by my sister, and planned to cook it for my mother.
A delicious meal.”
"My mother was already ill when we got home, but she was afraid that I would hide it and didn't tell her. I felt something was wrong while cooking. First, my heart ached, and then I had a headache. It felt like my head was on fire.
, completely unmotivated."
"I didn't know what happened at first, so I went next door to ask Aunt Zhang for help. Who knew that she was rolling on the ground in pain just like us. Then I went to my second uncle's house, my eldest uncle's house... they all fell ill.
Yes, it’s still the same disease.”
Shu Yiyan's face was full of sadness and despair, but his spine was still straight, "So you should leave quickly, don't stay here, you might get sick."
Neither Shen Qingqing nor Meng Yuan looked very good-looking. Listening to Shu Yiyan's description, people on the same street fell ill at the same time with the same symptoms, which indeed seemed like an infectious disease.
However, they gave Xuebao antidote pills according to the poisoning treatment method, and it worked, so they couldn't decide whether the symptoms were an infectious disease or poisoning.
If it's poisoning, it's fine, it won't spread on a large scale; if it's really an infectious disease, then they and the Qi family may all suffer!
Moreover, there are many people living in Changping Lane. Once word spreads, the consequences will be disastrous! This chapter has been completed!