Wu Da chased after Wei Jie, and Wu Er began to look for clues about Wang Xizhi's murder.
The two of them received the order and disappeared into the rain.
Pan Jinlian stood rooted to the ground, reminiscing Wei Jie's sharp little eyes. The more he thought about it, the more he liked it, his heart still hanging on to him, unable to extricate itself.
After fifteen minutes, she finally came back to her senses.
There was one thing he could confirm first.
As long as he went to Wei Jie's house to take a look at the situation, wouldn't he know if his father was injured?
Little enemy, don't lie to me…
Pan Jinlian was worried.
Ten minutes later, she arrived outside the house that she had been guarding for most of the day yesterday.
With a light leap, he entered the small courtyard.
There was a fishy smell coming from the woodshed. There were more than ten dead pigeons.
Pan Jinlian didn't know what these pigeons were for, so he didn't think too much about it and calmly entered the house.
He looked around and soon found Wang Xizhi's room.
The person on the bed was having a fever. The situation was indeed terrible.
He really didn't lie to me…His father is sick…Seriously, why would I suspect him…"
Pan Jinlian heaved a sigh of relief and muttered to himself.
The people of the Heaven Luo Sect were well-versed in the Dao of Bizarre Poison and had dabbled in medicine.
Pan Jinlian's mother, Pan Jin Hua, was known as Lady Golden Flower. She was a world-renowned poison expert, and was known as the Medicine and Poison Master along with Li Shizhen.
Most people who knew how to poison knew how to detoxify and save people, and those who knew how to save people also knew how to poison and harm people.
As the Holy Maiden, Pan Jinlian had inherited his mother's legacy, so he was naturally skilled in this.
With just a glance, she realized that Wang Xizhi was poisoned, and it was a very strange living creature poison.
The so-called living poison was a poison extracted from the bodies of certain creatures.
The poison was more like a parasite, living in the human body and constantly multiplying, eventually killing the person.
The symptoms of Wang Xizhi's poisoning were still shallow, so he should have been poisoned not long ago.
"Consider yourself lucky. If you hadn't met me, you would have died.”
Pan Jinlian decided to save Wang Xizhi's life since he was Xiao Langjun's father.
She took out a porcelain bottle and poured out a dark green antidote.
First, he scraped some powder from the pill and smeared it on Wang Xizhi's wrist. After fifteen minutes, seeing that he was fine, he gave him the antidote.
Some people's constitutions and medicinal properties clashed, and using it would aggravate the symptoms. Fortunately, Wang Xizhi was not this type of person. Therefore, there was still hope. After taking the medicine, most of them would be fine.
Then, Pan Jinlian noticed that Wang Xizhi's hand was terribly swollen.
She had seen many cases of broken arms and legs. It was only half a finger, not a serious injury.
Poisoning was fatal.
Pan Jinlian carefully examined the wound on the severed finger and determined that it was the place where the biological poison had invaded.
She felt disdain in her heart and said," Such a crude method of poisoning must be done by a layman.”
However, with the wound on his hand as a cover, the average doctor would only diagnose the wound as infected and prescribe the wrong medicine. Wang Xizhi took ten days to treat the wound.
Once Wang Xizhi died, Wei Jie would become an orphan.
He was so filial that he would definitely spend all the savings in the family on medical treatment. In the end, if he couldn't be cured, his father would die and he would be penniless. He would inevitably sell himself to bury his father.
The person who poisoned him had a bad technique, but his mind was vicious.
Pan Jinlian saw through Wei Jie's trap and snorted lightly. With a flip of his hand, a small knife as thin as a cicada's wing appeared in his palm.
Then, she gently waved the knife, and the blade almost touched Wang Xizhi's finger, cutting off a thin piece of flesh.
There was already pus flowing out. After cutting off the necrotic flesh, although there was a lot of blood flowing out, the color was much more normal.
Then, Pan Jinlian carefully put away the fingernail-sized piece of flesh as evidence, and took out a skin-nourishing ointment to apply on Wang Xizhi's wound.
If he handled it this way, it should be fine.
When she walked out of the house, the rain that had been pouring for most of the night finally stopped.
A beautiful rainbow was drawn in the distant sky.
Pan Jinlian's mood brightened up as well. He muttered to himself," If he knew that I saved his father, would he be so grateful that he would devote himself to me?”
The lifespan of a man was too short. Even if he cultivated to the peak, it was unlikely that he would live past the age of 60.
If Pan Jinlian had gotten married in her twenties, she would have been able to endure the death of a husband at her current age.
However, she had never met someone she liked and was still single.
So she was very afraid that Wei Jie would find out her age, afraid that he would have a grudge against her. Moreover, the Heaven Luo Sect had always been secretive and could not reveal their identity to avoid scaring him.
Pan Jinlian secretly made up his mind to hide his identity and stay with Wei Jie until he died.
Right, he still had to think of a way to get a Face Preserving Pill.
No matter how beautiful a person was, they would not look good when they aged. Now was the peak of Wei Jie's appearance. It would be good if he was still this beautiful until he died!
Having made up his mind, Pan Jinlian continued to lurk near Wei Jie's house.
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