Wei Yu thanked him and carried Han Qiancheng through the door. The farmhouse was a bit shabby. There was nothing else in the room except a bed and a table.
The man pointed to the only bed in the room and said, "Put him on it."
Wei Yu put him down and cupped his hands towards the man: "Thank you very much, uncle. I wonder what I call you?"
The man spit out one word: "Yue." He pointed to the teacup on the table and said, "Drink some water and rest your feet."
Wei Yu was indeed thirsty. He poured a cup of tea and handed it to Han Qianyu, then poured another cup for himself.
After the two drank tea, Wei Yu asked again: "I dare to ask Uncle Yue, how to go down the mountain?"
The man named Yue said in a calm voice: "I'm afraid you won't be able to leave."
Wei Yu looked at him suspiciously, but before he could say anything, he heard a bang, and Han Qianyu fell on the table. He stood up in a hurry, feeling dizzy.
He looked at the man named Yue with wide eyes and asked, "Who are you and what do you want to do?"
The man smiled and said: "I was worried that no one would test the medicine, so you guys came to the door. I can only blame you for your bad luck."
Try medicine? What medicine to try?
Wei Yu wanted to ask him, but couldn't resist the poison and fell to the ground.
Before closing his eyes, he saw the body of a middle-aged man hidden under the bed where Han Qiancheng was lying.
I guess this is the real owner of the farmhouse. It's his fault for being careless.
The man looked at them who fainted, and couldn't help but curled his lips and said: "It's true that God will not kill me."
He turned around and walked up to Han Qiancheng, stretched out his hand to feel his pulse, and suddenly his expression changed to a look of surprise.
He thought he might have made a mistake, so he changed his hand and tried it again. After confirming that it was correct, his expression suddenly became serious.
...
When Wei Yu woke up, it was already dark outside. Although he was awake, he had little strength.
Suddenly the closed door opened, and the man named Yue walked in carrying a bowl of medicine.
Wei Yu saw him and struggled to sit up.
The man glanced at him and said: "You woke up very quickly. Stop struggling. It's useless. You can't move without my antidote."
Wei Yu asked: "We have no enmity with you, why do you want to harm us?"
The man put the things in his hands on the table, then pointed to Han Qiancheng on the bed and asked, "Whose hand did the poison he received come from?"
Wei Yu was stunned and asked suspiciously: "Do you know he was poisoned?"
The man snorted: "I knew it the first time I saw him."
Wei Yu was shocked when he heard this. This man could tell that Han Qiancheng had been poisoned at just one glance, which showed that he had great medical skills. He hurriedly asked: "Since you know what kind of poison he was poisoned, can you cure it?"
The man said with a cold face: "Let me ask you, who poisoned him?"
Wei Yu frowned and replied: "It was a man named Feng Changling who did it."
When the man heard Feng Changling's name, his eyes changed, and he asked: "But that Feng Changling who comes from the Valley of Divine Doctors and works as an imperial doctor in the Imperial Hospital?"
Wei Yu nodded and said, "It's him."
The man narrowed his eyes and asked again: "Do you have any grudge against him?"
Wei Yu was not sure about the identity of this person. He thought for a moment and said, "We don't have any grudges against Feng Changling. It's just that the eldest brother has some beef with Feng Changling's friends."