After taking the second antidote, Mu Yunhan's condition improved significantly.
Gu Fenglin still did not let Su Jiuzhou go. Su Jiuzhou lived peacefully in the guest room, eating when he needed to, sleeping when he needed to, and occasionally taking a detour in the yard to eat.
On the third day, Mu Yunhan's fever completely subsided and his body no longer ached. He could eat normally and speak longer sentences.
At her request, Gu Fenglin brought Su Jiuzhou over.
Mu Yunhan did not beat around the bush: "The antidote is very rare, right? Why do you want to help me? I don't think my friendship with you is that deep."
Su Jiuzhou said: "Of course, maybe you can trade me a secret brewing recipe?"
This is more normal.
Mu Yunhan thought for a moment and said, "Yes, but I won't give it to you at the moment."
Su Jiuzhou frowned: "Why?"
Mu Yunhan stretched out a finger: "One year later, I can't determine what impact your medicine will have on my body.
If I just gave you a drink recipe and something happened to me, wouldn't it be a big loss?
It's a small loss, but it would be too embarrassing to be laughed at as the owner of the herbal medicine hall is a fool. So just wait, if everything goes well in a year, I will give you the wine recipe."
Su Jiuzhou said: "Who knows what will happen in one year?"
Mu Yunhan said seriously: "I will definitely give it to you when I say I will. Even if I die, I will definitely fulfill my promise."
Su Jiuzhou was silent for a long time and smiled slightly: "Well, it's better than getting nothing at all. Anyway, it's impossible for you to spit out the medicine now."
Mu Yunhan also smiled: "No matter what, thank you."
Su Jiuzhou said politely: "You're welcome. It's worth it for the long-term business."
After seeing Su Jiuzhou off, Mu Yunhan felt that her health was getting better, so she had someone bring a soft chair over. She wanted to pay homage to Gu Fengyuan.
Mu Ying wanted to persuade her not to go.
Even if everyone knew that, no matter what, Gu Fengyuan could not escape being plotted.
But Mrs. Gu Er always had a grudge and felt that Gu Fengyuan's death was related to Mu Yunhan.
If Mu Yunhan goes away, he will probably be disliked by Mrs. Gu, and if he says a few unpleasant words, he will feel uncomfortable.
Gu Fenglin shook his head gently, signaling her not to talk too much. Mu Yunhan had his own rules in mind.
Mu Ying sighed: "Sister, I will go with you."
Mu Yunhan said: "You must accompany me, and you should also offer A Yuan a stick of incense."
Mu Ying didn't say that she had actually taken the time to go there, and carefully and thoughtfully asked her servants to arrange the soft chairs.
Gu Fenglin didn't say he wanted to follow him before. He waited until Mu Yunhan walked some distance before quietly following him.
If there really was a quarrel, Mrs. Gu would not make Mu Yunhan too uncomfortable if she saw him there.
Mrs. Gu Er was not in the funeral shed. It was said that she fell ill due to excessive grief.
Mr. Gu Er followed Mu Yunhan, but he didn't show any particular hatred or anger, he just cried hard.
Mu Yunhan smoked incense and saluted, comforted Mr. Gu Er for a few words, and went back in the soft chair as usual.
Mrs. Gu Er only asked someone to send some medicinal materials, and she specifically said that it was her who sent them, and she did not show up in person.
On the way back, I met Lu Yao and Lu Ting.
Both of them had panic-stricken expressions on their faces. They first asked her if she was feeling better, and then muttered: "We originally wanted to come see you, but the priest refused to let us go."
Mu Yunhan said: "This is not the place to talk, you come with me."