Chapter 1205 Life-saving Painting
"Go and invite Fourth Grandpa over." Murong Yao said when he heard it.
The servant beside him immediately ran out of the yard.
Murong Yao was frail and sickly, so it wouldn't be too strange to ask the alchemist for help at this time.
"Girl, are you an alchemist? How can you tell at a glance that there is something wrong with this soup?" Murong Yao was very curious.
"I smelled it." Yan Li replied.
It was also strange. Ever since Murong Yao wiped the drawing paper with his own hands, Yan Li and the others could not only see things outside, but also smell all kinds of scents outside.
"Yao'er, are you feeling unwell?" An old man walked in hurriedly.
"Third Uncle, I'm not feeling unwell. I asked you to come here this time to help me check if there is anything wrong with the soup." Murong Yao said, pointing at the soup on the table.
"Isn't this the soup that the girl from the Qian family often makes for you to nourish your body?" The old man looked at the soup on the table with some surprise.
"That's right, Third Uncle, I suspect there is something wrong with the soup." Murong Yao nodded.
"Since you have doubts, let me check it out." The old man said and started to check.
"Third Grandpa, how is it?" Murong Yao looked at the old man.
"There's a small amount of chronic poison in here, and I didn't even notice it before." The old man's face darkened.
"Is there really poison?" Murong Yao still found it hard to believe that Qian Si had poisoned her.
After the old man grabbed Murong Yao's hand and examined it, he was instantly frightened.
"Third Grandpa, my body?" Murong Yao looked at the old man.
"It's my mistake. When I examined you before, I thought your pulse was abnormal due to your excitement. Now after a careful examination, I found that it was caused by chronic poison." The old man's eyes were full of guilt.
"Third Grandpa, this is not your fault. They know that you often help me check, so they will definitely find a way to deceive you. After all, you can never be sure of it." Murong Yao looked at the old man and comforted him.
"Fortunately, it was discovered in time. It is not difficult to detoxify now. By the way, Yao'er, how did you find out that the soup was poisonous?" The old man looked at Murong Yao.
"Third Grandpa, it was this life-saving painting that told me that." Murong Yao brought the thousand-year-old painting paper to the old man.
The old man is the third elder of the Murong family and someone he trusts.
"A life-saving divine painting?" The third elder took the thousand-year-old painting paper and observed it with curiosity.
Murong Yao finally told him what happened to Yan Li and the others in there.
"Yao'er, you must not leak this matter out. Otherwise, it will not only be disadvantageous to you, but they will also be in danger." The third elder said with a serious face after hearing this.
"I understand, grandpa." Murong Yao nodded.
"Thank you, young lady, for saving Yao'er's life. Don't worry, we will try our best to find a way to rescue you." The third elder assured Yan Li and the others.
"Old man, he is not the only one who is poisoned. As a pharmacist, don't you feel that you are poisoned as well?" Yan Li said.
"I'm poisoned too?" Upon hearing this, the third elder immediately checked himself.
"It's also a chronic poison." After the inspection, the third elder's face turned pale.
The other party's goal is to destroy himself and Yao'er.
"Thank you for the reminder, young lady." The third elder immediately thanked after he came to his senses.
"Third Grandpa, you have also been poisoned. Hurry up and detoxify yourself." When Murong Yao heard that the third elder was also poisoned, he was completely panicked.
"Yao'er, the poison I was poisoned with is different from the poison you were poisoned with. There is no antidote." The third elder said calmly.
"There is no solution." Murong Yao slumped in his chair after hearing that.
"Ouch... why is there dust on this drawing paper? Wipe it off quickly, otherwise my benefactor will feel uncomfortable inside." The third elder picked up a cloth beside him and started wiping it.
After the Third Elder finished wiping, Yan Li and the others discovered that they could actually send the things out.
But they themselves can't get out!
"I understand. If we want to get out, we must let many people with pure hearts wipe the drawing paper, step by step." Yan Li suddenly realized.
"Old man, your poison is not uncurable. Take these two universal detoxification pills. I guarantee that the poison will be cured as soon as they are taken." Yan Li threw out two universal detoxification pills.
One reason is that the old man and the child are pure human beings and deserve help.
Second, they need their help if they want to leave the drawing paper space.
"Thank you, benefactor." The third elder was stunned for a moment, then picked up the pill in ecstasy.
He found that an unintentional action of his had saved himself.
So he and Murong Yao each took a detoxification pill.
After they spat out a few mouthfuls of black blood, the poison in their bodies was cleared out.
"Yao'er, you are right. This is a life-saving painting." The third elder exclaimed.
"Young Master, Qian Si is here again." The servant beside Murong Yao was called Xiaoliang. He grew up with Murong Yao and they had a deep relationship.
Murong Yao trusted him very much and would not hide anything from him.
Now that he knew it was Qian Si who poisoned his young master, he hated her extremely.
"Xiaoliang, the fact that I was poisoned and my detoxification process happened cannot be leaked out. When Qian Si comes in later, you must not show any abnormality." Murong Yao ordered.
"Yes, young master." Xiaoliang nodded. He knew that his young master must have his considerations for doing this, and he couldn't hold him back because of an impulse.
Murong Yao looked at the soup on the table, took it aside and poured it out.
After Murong Yao finished all this, Qian Si walked in hurriedly.
"Brother Yao, I heard that you invited the third elder again. Are you okay?" Qian Si said as he looked at Murong Yao with nervous eyes.
"I'm fine, I just feel a little uncomfortable in my chest, so I asked Third Uncle to come and check it out." Murong Yao said in a gentle tone.
"I'm glad you're okay, Brother Yao, you really scared me to death." Qian Si breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that.
"I'm sorry to have made Si'er worried." Murong Yao said.
"Brother Yao, if you don't like this soup, I won't make it again." There was a trace of struggle in Qian Si's eyes.
Seeing this, Murong Yao felt that Qian Si should still have some feelings for him.
"Why would Si'er say that? Look, I've finished drinking. I know you're unhappy about the matter of the thousand-year-old painting paper. Don't worry, although I can't give the thousand-year-old painting paper away, I will find a lot of good painting paper to give to your second brother as a birthday gift." Murong Yao looked at Qian Si with a smile.
But the smile didn't reach his eyes.
"Thank you, Brother Yao." Qian Si thanked him quietly, but her eyes never left the bowl of soup.
"Why are you being so polite to me?" Murong Yao said.
"Brother Yao, if I do something wrong one day, will you forgive me?" Qian Si suddenly asked.
"That depends on what the mistake was. But haven't you gotten into enough trouble since you were a child?" Murong Yao said, looking at her.
"Not a small mistake, but a big mistake that can make you angry." Qian Si insisted on getting an answer.
"After all, it hasn't happened yet, so I don't know either. But I believe Si'er won't do anything to hurt me, right?" Murong Yao said and looked at Qian Si.