Chapter 566 - 566 Progress (3)
The Sickly Scion's Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool
566 Progress (3)
At that time, she was still thinking that since she couldnât find the medicine, she couldnât make this poison. She wouldnât have a chance to harm or save anyone. Why did Miss still teach her?
Shen Yijia suddenly thought of someone. It was Ji Yunxi from the Valley of Heavenly Secrets!
Could it be that the person Ji Yunxi assisted was the mastermind behind this girlâs case?
Song Jingchen clearly thought the same thing as her. He asked, âCan this poison be cured?â
!!
Without Shen Yijiaâs spiritual liquid, of course.
Mo Yuan shook her head. âThe Heart Devouring Grass leaves are poisonous, and the stem is medicine. The most important medicine is the stem of the Heart Devouring Grass.â
Thinking of something, she frowned and said, âAlthough I canât detoxify her, I can try to make a suppressing medicine. Moreover, from this personâs pulse, she has been intermediate with the Heart Devouring Poison for no less than three years. She should have been relying on other medicine to suppress the poison.â
The Heart-Devouring Poison did not kill people immediately. It had an incubation period of a month.
If they did not take the antidote or suppress the poison within a month, the poison would completely spread to all parts of their heart and lungs. When it acted up, it would be like ten thousand ants eating their heart, making them wish they were dead.
On the seventh day, the personâs intestines would rot and they would die.
âHow many days has she been like this?â Song Jingchen looked at One Dot.
One Dot thought for a moment. âThree days.â
Shen Yijia scratched her head. âThen there are still four days.â
Looking at Cheng Xiuying just now, even if she woke up, there was no way to interrogate her. She could only make the suppression medicine first.
In order to prevent her from committing suicide again after she woke up, Song Jingchen asked Rooster to bring a blanket over and tied her to the pillar. The back of her head was covered with a thick blanket. Even a normal person wouldnât be able to knock themselves to death, let alone someone who was already in pain.
In the next few days, Shen Yijia focused on researching the antidote for suppression with Mo Yuan, but there was little effect.
There were some special herbs that were about to be used up at home, or they did not have them. They were afraid of alerting the enemy if they went to buy them, so the two of them could only go out of the city to look for them. At this moment, Furball was finally remembered by Shen Yijia.
After not seeing Furball for a few months, it was not as fat as before, but it looked much sturdier. It finally looked like the king of the forest.
The porcelain bottle that Shen Yijia had given it was still hanging around its neck.
What surprised Shen Yijia the most was that Furball had found a wife, a snow-white tiger.
At first, the white tiger was a little fierce when it saw people. Furball howled at it before lowering its guard.
Shen Yijia did not understand, but she felt it.
She walked over and touched Furball with one hand and Furballâs wife with the other. She clicked her tongue in wonder. âFurball, youâre really something!â
It had only been a short while, but he had already found himself a companion.
Furball turned its head away angrily and ignored her, but it did not move at all, letting its heartless masterâs fingers play on its head.
âThis white tiger should be pregnant,â Mo Yuan suddenly said.
Shen Yijia was stunned. She widened her eyes and looked at the white tigerâs stomach. It was indeed a little round.
Furball howled in embarrassment and walked up to the white tiger to block it from Shen Yijia.
Shen Yijia was amused by it. âWhy are you protecting it so tightly? Iâll give it a name.â
The white tiger did not understand, but Furball had drunk so much spiritual liquid from Shen Yijia and had long become intelligent.
The two tigers howled at each other. After that, they looked at Shen Yijia.
Did this mean that they had agreed?
Shen Yijia rubbed her chin. âYouâre called Furball⦠Then letâs call it Glutinous Rice, or Riceball for short. Itâs white. The two of you add up to be Glutinous Rice Furball.â
Furball was very satisfied. It leaned in front of Shen Yijia and rubbed its head against her.
Shen Yijia was tickled by it and laughed until tears came to her eyes.
She asked Mo Yuan to check on Riceball. Riceball was already a month pregnant.
The pregnancy period of a tiger was usually three months, which meant that it would take another two months for the baby tiger to be born.
Shen Yijia carefully stroked her hot stomach and forced out a drop of spiritual liquid to feed it. She smiled and said, âThis is a greeting gift. Iâll visit you again in two months.â
Shen Yijia was completely relieved that Furball could have a companion. At the very least, she would not regret her decision to put it back in the forest.
After catching up, Shen Yijia asked Furball to bring them into the mountains to look for medicine.
Animals had a certain ability to distinguish the medicinal properties of medicinal herbs. Coupled with the fact that Mo Yuan had provided medicinal herbs with a similar smell, they found all the medicinal herbs in less than half a day.
Apart from that, Furball also brought Shen Yijia to dig up three hundred-year-old wild ginsengs and a rather old lingzhi.
Seeing that it wagged its tail as if it was asking for credit every time it brought her to find something, Shen Yijia felt a lump in her throat.
It was obvious that he had already found it. He was just waiting for her to come and see it before bringing her to dig it up.
Shen Yijia sniffed and grinned. âFurball is amazing.â
After saying goodbye to Furball and Riceball and returning home, Shen Yijia wrapped up the wild ginseng and lingzhi and asked Rooster to send them to the academy for Madam Qiu.
She gave another ginseng to the Xiao family and the remaining ginseng to Madam Li.
Then, she buried her head in Mo Yuanâs pharmacy again.
This work lasted until the fourth day, the last day of the Heart Devouring Poisonâs grace period. Mo Yuan stuffed a pill she had just made into Cheng Jingxiuyingâs mouth.
Shen Yijia had already decided to use spiritual liquid if it was still ineffective.
Unexpectedly, the person who was twitching a moment ago gradually calmed down.
Her eyes lit up. It was done!