Bogu muttered: "This kid is cheap."

Jiang Chan raised her eyebrows: "What are you worried about? If there is really an antidote, her antidote is not effective enough. Even if it is detoxified, Du Bohao's health will not be much better. Zishu can slowly recover it in the future, Du Bohao? Humph! Is the Du family so rich and powerful?"

Du Zishu chuckled: "This can relieve my resentment. I don't want Du Bohao's life, but if Du Bohao can feel my pain, I would be more happy."

Bogu and Boda laughed together: "That should be true. If this is in our Beichen, if anyone dares to do this to the prime minister, everyone can spit him to death."

Jiang Chan and others had already walked away, and Chen Du Bohao and others were lying on the clearing ground in the forest, feeling cold inside. After finally recovering, Du Bohao helped Chen onto the carriage.

Perhaps the poison began to work, Du Bohao only felt a chill coming from his body, followed by a severe pain. Chen was the same, curled up in his body and lay in the carriage.

Many people are like this. If they don’t experience such pain personally, they will never feel the pain of others. Feeling the severe pain in their bodies, Chen even hated Du Zishu and Jiang Chan.

By the way, Du Zishu is really good. He has been so polished to such an amazing person.

"Go back to home, go back to home." Du Bohao forced himself to explain to the servant, and he leaned on the carriage. Now his regretful heart is blue. When his mother poured poison on Du Zishu, why did he watch it?

Now he still doesn't realize his mistakes. From his heart, he is also resentful of Du Zishu's existence. Therefore, when Chen started to attack Du Zishu, he was happy to see it.

"Mother, do you have any antidote in your hand?" Du Bohao thought for a while after closing his eyes, he asked. After all, he is a man, and he exercises frequently. He has a good body and can still hold on at this time.

Poor Chen, a woman from a deep house, has been pampering for many years. She can be said to be unable to carry her hands and shoulders. She has long been unable to withstand this pain. How could she hear what Du Bohao is saying?

Seeing that Chen did not respond to his words, Du Bohao opened his eyes and realized that Chen was almost confused. He knocked on the car window: "Hurry up, let the two of them go to the city to invite the best doctor to the mansion."

Chen grabbed Du Bohao's hand and said, "You can't... ask the doctor. If the doctor... knows... we know, if we... if it gets better in the future, we will start to investigate... the antidote, how should we explain it?"

"But your body..." Du Bohao is also in a dilemma now. He is poisoned and cannot go to see a doctor. What should I do?

"Go back to the house first. I still have an antidote in my hand. I will take it for you first when I go back. I will find a way to find the rest later." Chen reluctantly sat up, and his mind gradually began to work.

"But your body is not good, so you should take it." After hearing Chen say this, Du Bohao let go of his heart and said something fake.

He knew that Chen had only one son, and the husband was unreliable, so he could only rely on him in the future.

"You are a big man and want to pass on the family line. My body is not important." Chen took a breath and hugged himself with his arms, as if this could drive away the chills in his body.

After reading Du Zishu, he refused. Chen said, "If you are well, you can help me find the antidote. Since Huozhi was taken away by them, they must have the antidote in their hands. Now you only need to find them."

Chen had already mentioned this, so Du Bohao agreed.

On this side, Jiang Chan and his friends arrived at Yuelai Inn and greeted the old shopkeeper. Jiang Chancai, Du Zishu and others slowly went to the top floor of the inn.

"I got ten pieces of this cold poison detoxification pill made of Huozhi." Jiang Chan took out a small porcelain bottle, "You used two Zishu, I will keep three of them myself, and send the rest to the private treasury of the palace. After all, Liang Shangjunzi is not a good reputation."

Du Zishu immediately understood what Jiang Chan meant, and his mouth twitched: "Your move is really hurtful. If Chen wants an antidote, let the Du family ask Emperor Qingfeng for an order."

Jiang Chan raised her finger and said, "No, no, no, I'm not a harm. You can't hide the news that you've been infected with cold poison. Sooner or later, someone will know it. It's better to do things thoroughly first, so that you won't lose the talk later."

"Do you think Emperor Qingfeng is willing to give such a detoxification pill to the Du family?" Du Zishu raised his eyebrows. He didn't think Emperor Qingfeng would be willing to give up.

"Who said? This detoxification pill was made by my own unique technique. Do you think that people as proud as Emperor Qingfeng are willing to give such things to Chen?"

Jiang Chan smiled and had bad intentions. Her move was called cutting off the firewood from the cauldron, and it depends on how the Du family would deal with it. She was not worried that Emperor Qingfeng would settle the score later. This fire zhi was placed in the private treasury of the palace, which was a decoration in itself.

It would be better to give it to her. When she used this fire zhi, she also added many precious medicinal materials to it, which was enough to match this fire zhi.

"I'll go to the palace tonight, and these matters are not too late. We are here to celebrate Emperor Qingfeng's birthday, not to make enemies for ourselves." Jiang Chan pinched her fists.

In essence, she and Emperor Qingfeng had no grudges and took other people's things. The reason why she went to steal Huozhi was to be in a hurry. Who made Du Zishu's body unable to hold on at that time? Of course, she was the first to be in the wrong.

Jiang Chan never wanted to owe anything to others. If she didn't pay back these things, she wouldn't feel at ease. So Jiang Chan thought about it and took out another bottle of Yiqi pills.

Bogu looked at it and swallowed: "Young master, I want Yiqi Pills too."

Jiang Chan glanced at him: "You are as strong as a cow. What's the use of asking for this thing? I'm wasting my pill."

"Hehe, I remember that when I just followed the young master, I got some Yiqi pills, and then I never got them again." Bo Gu scratched his head, feeling a little embarrassed.

Jiang Chan: "At that time, you were suffering from the temper and your body was in deficit. I specially did it for you to take care of your body. Now your health is well, and these have no effect on you."

"That's right, am I greedy?" Bogu giggled foolishly, Boda couldn't see it and kicked him in the ass.

At midnight, Jiang Chan touched the palace with a familiar way. Perhaps because Huozhi was stolen before, the guards in the private warehouse of the palace have increased a lot, and the guards are even more tight.
Chapter completed!