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1509 Witchcraft 1

Shen Qingxi always believed that Bai Ji became what she is now because she knew.

She felt guilty about these things. If she hadn't asked Bai Ji to send a letter to Chu Ye, such a thing wouldn't have happened.

Huaqing didn't want to know too much. He looked at Shen Qingxi before speaking, "I don't know much about witchcraft, and the Great Zhou banned these, so... when I was studying medicine, my master had never taught these."

Some of the things he knew about witchcraft were seen from some medical books.

If Bai Ji really got the witchcraft, then he really had no way to do it.

Shen Qingxi knew that Huaqing was not good at these things, so she just expressed her own opinion.

"It's not the case." Shen Qingxi chuckled, "Maybe not, maybe Bai Ji woke up by himself after a while."

Hua Qing nodded, "I'll go back without anything else. After the prescription is prescribed, I will send it to you. Young Master Chen's hand... was actually a bit strange. It looked like he was injured, but it seemed like he was injured by himself."

Huaqing did not say these words from Shen Jiayan. Based on the principle of the doctor's parents' heart, he still expressed his doubts.

She was injured by her right hand? Shen Qingxi's brows frowned tightly. She really didn't understand why Shen Jiayan did this, nor did she understand what the benefits of doing this would do.

But because Huaqing was here, she couldn't say anything, so she just smiled softly, "Thank you for the reminder of Dr. Hua."

After sending Huaqing away, Shen Qingxi returned to Weilanju. She sat in the yard, staring at the osmanthus tree in front of her in a daze.

I thought Shen Jiayan must have concealed some things before, but she never thought that his right hand would be injured by herself.

What exactly happened that made Shen Jiayan rather hurt his right hand?

You know, he has always been a good person to read, and if he hurts his right hand, he will not be able to read.

Shen Jiayan, Shen Jiayan, what exactly are you hiding?

Shen Qingxi rubbed her eyebrows, feeling that more and more things have happened recently, and it seems that such things have not happened in her previous life.

Are these happenings now the changes brought about by her rebirth or she didn't notice them in her previous life? But now there is no point in saying that these things have happened. If things don't happen, they will happen. The only thing Shen Qingxi can do is solve all this.

"Miss, have a bowl of soup." Jingniang came to Shen Qingxi with a bowl of boiled soup, "You are haggard recently."

After Shen Qingxi's thoughts were interrupted, she turned her head and curled her lips and smiled, "No way to be haggard, Jingniang, just talk nonsense."

That's it, but she still reached out to take the soup bowl and started drinking it in small sips.

Compared with Song, Shen Qingxi has a deeper impression of Jingniang.

During those hard days in Luozhou, Jingniang was with her. If Jingniang had not been taken care of by her, she would have died in Zhuangzi, Luozhou as Hu wished.

"Mrs. I'm pregnant, and the eldest lady wants to take care of the Prime Minister's Mansion again. Isn't it haggard?" What Jingniang didn't know was that Shen Qingxi was haggard because there were too many things that have happened recently. "Since we returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion, the eldest lady has not been idle. I... I really feel sorry for you."
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