Er Yuehong was accompanying the servant girl at home.
Suddenly, he heard someone report that the adjutant had an urgent matter to ask for an audience, so he immediately received him.
At Second Yuehong Mansion, he was wearing a black patterned coat when he saw Zhang Qishan being carried in.
"Master Fu?" Er Yuehong hurried forward.”
"Fifth Master, what happened to Master Fu?"
Wu Fan took off Zhang Qishan's gloves.”
A large amount of pitch-black hair grew out of Zhang Qishan's hands, and these hairs had already penetrated deep into his skin.
If it had been a little later, it would have flowed elsewhere along the blood vessels.
When Er Yuehong saw the hair, she immediately said angrily,""You went to the mine?"
"Didn't I tell you not to go to that place?”
"There's no time to explain now. Save her first.”As Wu Fan spoke, the hair on Zhang Qi Shan's hand was still rapidly growing out.
At this moment, Zhang Qishan's mind was already showing abnormalities.
Er Yuehong stood up.”
At the same time, he said to the butler behind him,"Prepare tweezers, a handkerchief, and realgar wine immediately."”
He disinfected the tweezers and asked the adjutant to grab Zhang Qishan and pull the hair out of his crotch.
Zhang Qishan endured the intense pain, and his expression was ferocious. His hands were tightly grabbed, and his face was red and his expression was completely twisted in pain.
Fortunately, Er Yue pulled out the red hair very quickly. A lock of hair was pulled out and burned on the fire.
Realgar wine was used for disinfection.
When the realgar wine was poured on him, Zhang Qishan's screams were simply tragic.
"Master Fu, bear with it a little longer. It'll be fine soon!”
The few people watching from the side could not bear to see this.
After doing this, everyone heaved a sigh of relief.
"Master Fu should be fine now that the hair has been burned, right?" asked Eighth Qi.”
"There's no need to go through so much trouble."
As Wu Fan spoke, he took out some of the blood he had stored and handed it to the adjutant.
"Use this to apply to the wound."
The adjutant was stunned when he saw the blood.
"And you are?"
Wu Fan asked him to take care of Master Fu first.
After Second Yuehong carried Zhang Qishan away, she left Wu Fan behind.
"Fifth Master, regarding my wife's illness, I've found many doctors. They all said that it's just a cold!”
However, Wu Fan only smiled when he heard that."If it's just a cold, why did Second Master look for me alone?”
Er Yuehong saw that Wu Fan still had a confident look on his face. He finally bent down and cupped his fists."Please tell me, Fifth Master. Second Yuehong is extremely grateful.”
Perhaps only the servant girl's matter could make Er Yuehong bend down and beg for help.
"Take me to see your wife first."
Er Yuehong quickly found the servant girl. Although she was a young woman, her face was pale.
Anyone with discerning eyes could tell that it was definitely not as simple as a cold.
After she came in, Wu Fan glanced at the hairpin on her head.
"The culprit is this hairpin.”
"Hairpin? What's wrong with this hairpin?"
Under the girl's puzzled gaze, Wu Fan said,"Think about it carefully. Has her illness never recovered since she put on the hairpin?”
Er Yuehong thought about it carefully and actually could not remember it so clearly.
However, Wu Fan sighed.
Have you heard of the Southern Sea's Luo Yun Nation during the Western Han Dynasty?
To be honest, the poison had already invaded his lungs, and ordinary methods were no longer able to cure it.”
Er Yuehong's face suddenly turned pale. She immediately went to find a doctor to test the poison.
Wu Fan was not in a hurry anyway. He really had no way to cure this poison.
This poison came from the jade that was salvaged from the sacrificial altar in Luo Yun.
It was also the location of the eleventh warehouse in the future.
Er Yuehong had never heard of the Drifting Cloud Nation.
However, the hairpin was poisonous, and he would be able to find out very quickly.
"Fifth Lord, I will immediately send someone to investigate the Drifting Cloud Nation you mentioned.”
Wu Fan pointed him in a direction. There was a mute village in Southeast Asia.
As for the matter of the ancient tomb in the mine, Wu Fan said before he left,"Second Master, I hope you can reconsider going down the mine together.”
It was better to have one more person who was familiar with the mine tomb than to let others take the initiative.
But at this moment, Er Yuehong's disciple, Chen Pi, suddenly returned.
When he saw the hairpin for his master's wife on the table, he suddenly rushed in.
Chen Pi immediately grabbed the hairpin." This is the hairpin I gave to Master's wife. Why is it here?"”
Seeing Chen Pi appear, Er Yuehong was furious.""Traitor, kneel down!"
"Master, what did I do wrong? You want me to kneel down as soon as I return?”
"You probably don't know yet, right? Your master's wife's illness is all because of this hairpin you gave her.”
"What?" Chen Pi picked up the hairpin and said in disbelief,""How is this possible?"
Er Yuehong asked the doctor beside her to explain to him and asked him to kneel down and listen slowly.
Wu Fan listened to the commotion behind him. Seeing that he had nothing to do, he turned around and left.
Looking at Wu Fan's back as he left, Chen Pi was worried. Many things flashed through his mind.
......
He had just returned to the Wu family and had a home-cooked meal with his younger brother, Old Dog Wu, when he was invited by the adjutant.
"Fifth Master, Master Fu suddenly received two strange letters and wants you to help make a decision.”
Hearing that it was about the mine, Wu Fan immediately got up and went.
When they arrived at the Zhang residence, Zhang Qishan and Eighth Brother Qi were sitting in the living room. There were two open letters on the coffee table.
"Master Fu, the calligraphy of these two letters is comparable to that of the Han and Tang Dynasties!”
Eighth Qi's words made Zhang Qishan roll his eyes."I asked you to look at the content, not the calligraphy.”
" I'm just thinking," Eighth Master Qi smiled and said softly," Second Master, you've done everything you can to change the font to write the letter. You've put in a lot of effort."”
"Are you saying that this is Second Master's notebook?"
Zhang Qishan couldn't tell.
However, Eighth Qi was sure that this was the handwriting of Er Yuehong's family.
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