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Chapter 920

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"You don't usually use it?" Lu Xiufeng asked.

"Almost no one uses this kind of medicine," Miao Qingfeng said. "There are too many medicinal herbs with the same effect that can replace it. The harm is much less. As long as one has a little common sense, they won't take the risk."

"This is a new discovery," Yang Guanfeng said.

"Is there anything else?"

The Miao Qingfeng looked at Miao Changhong, who was still examining the body. The latter shook his head.

"Not for the time being."

"Okay." Yang Guanfeng nodded.

"So, what we have to do now is to consider this Five Poisons Stick?"

"Okay, this is a point," Yang Guanfeng said. "Check if this kind of medicine is on the record."

Miao Changhong suddenly looked up and asked, "Can I see their blood sample?"

"Blood sample? Of course." Lu Xiufeng was stunned, then smiled.

They went to look at the blood sample. There was very little blood. After getting permission, Miao Changhong drank a little.

"Wow!"

"Will he be poisoned?"

"No." The Miao Qingfeng shook his head.

"How is it?"

Miao Changhong closed his eyes and carefully felt it. He then shook his head.

"Sorry, I have to think about it."

He quickly picked up the mineral water bottle to rinse his mouth. His tongue had begun to go numb, and his body was trembling a little.

The Miao Qingfeng hurried to him and asked, "Are you okay?"

"It's not a big problem." Miao Changhong waved his hand.

"I need to take a break."

"I'm sorry, Captain Yang."

"It's okay. I'll arrange it right away."

Soon, a car came and took them to the guest house so that they could go back and rest. Lu Xiufeng followed them.

"Are you sure you don't need to go to the hospital?" He found that Miao Changhong's face was slightly pale.

"I'm sure. I'll be fine after some rest."

"Okay, you rest first. Call me if there's anything."

"Okay."

The two of them then left.

After they left, the Miao Qingfeng asked, "Are you really okay?"

"Five Poisons Stick and Wisteria," Miao Changhong said.

"Wisteria? Are you sure?" The Miao Qingfeng was surprised.

"I'm sure." Miao Changhong nodded.

"How is that possible? All the medicinal herbs in the village are controlled," said the Miao Qingfeng in surprise.

"I can't be wrong," Miao Changhong said. "I don't have any other skills, but I do have the ability to distinguish."

"That can only mean one thing. There is a mole in our village."

"It might not be someone from the stockade. Didn't a few people escape from the stockade? Some of them should know how to use these poisons, right?" Miao Changhong asked.

"The chief is too soft-hearted," Miao Qingfeng said with a sigh. "It has caused such a big hidden danger. Now, we can't explain it clearly. We are clearly the victims, but we have become the key suspects."

"Didn't the patriarch send us here to prove our innocence?"

"How?"

"Don't we know where those people are?" Miao Changhong asked.

"Of course I know. What do you mean?"

After thinking about it for a moment, Miao Qingfeng guessed Miao Changhong's thoughts.

Framing others.

That's right, this was the idea. Since the other party could frame them, they could naturally frame the other party as well. In this way, they could directly remove the suspicion of their stockade. In addition, those people had escaped from the stockade, so they would know after a little investigation. This seemed to be more convincing.

"What do you think?"

"Good idea." Miao Qingfeng pondered for a moment, then paced back and forth in the room.

"It's good to be careful, but we have to figure out how to implement it," the Miao Qingfeng said. "We can't be detected by the other party or be caught by the police here. After all, there are a lot of professionals here now. Some of them are from the provincial capital. Those two people are not as simple as they look. If we are not careful, they will catch us."

He often came into contact with Yang Guanfeng and Lu Xiufeng in the Valley of Thousands of Medicine. Although he didn't know them very well, he knew a little about their abilities. Those seemingly unrelated questions and actions might actually have a deeper meaning.

"We have to think about this matter carefully. We must be thorough. After all, we are outside, not in the stockade."

"Yes."

In a private room in a small tavern …

"This restaurant is good," Lu Xiufeng said with a smile. "I ate here once when I was on a business trip. I didn't expect this small restaurant to still be here after so many years."

"You're such a lucky person!"

"You, don't frown all day. You look like the sky is falling down." Lu Xiufeng poured a glass of wine for Yang Guanfeng.

"In our line of work, we just need to have a clear conscience and do our best. At least, that's what I think. If every case can be solved, even a god from heaven can't guarantee it, right?" He smiled and lit a cigarette.

"That's what you say," Yang Guanfeng said. "But when you really encounter a case, especially a murder case like this, you can't solve it. It's a knot in your heart. You always feel sorry for the people who died."

"That's why you are getting old quickly. Look at you. Your face is full of wrinkles. Look at me. Am I still as beautiful as a flower?"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Yang Guanfeng said with a smile.

In the mountain village thousands of miles away …

A very interesting patient came to the clinic.

"Tell me, how much do you want?"

This was a very rich man. Why did he say so? It was because he was wearing a very large emerald ring on his finger. Moreover, whether it was his speech or his behavior, it showed that he was a nouveau riche, a person whose family owned a mine. In short, there were three words that could be used to describe him as "not lacking in money."

"I won't look." Wang Yao smiled and shook his head.

The man's illness was also very strange. It was the kind of illness that he was embarrassed to talk about.

Although he was tall and chubby, he couldn't get hard.

Taking medicine and doing health care had no effect, which made him very bad. He went to see several famous old Chinese medicine doctors, but the effect was sometimes good and sometimes bad. As a man, a rich man, how could he not be good in this area? So, he looked around and asked around. He heard that there was such a young doctor with extraordinary medical skills who could treat almost any illness. So, he came over. The answer he got was one word: no.

This made him very surprised, but after thinking about it for a while, he understood. It must be a matter of money. In his opinion, most of the problems in the world could be solved with money. In fact, it might be true. However, the problem he encountered today could not be solved with money.

Wang Yao did not want to see him. Even if he moved a mountain of gold, it would not work.

"10,000."

Wang Yao turned a page of the book.

He did not expect to meet such a strange patient in this place today. It had been a long time since such a talented person came. He thought that he had everything because he was rich.

"30,000."

Wang Yao turned another page of the book.

When the man saw this, he was neither anxious nor angry. Instead, he was interested. He felt that it was very interesting to be able to solve some problems with money. For example, a very noble scholar was forcefully knocked down by him with money. Now, when he saw him, he would nod and bow. That noble appearance of his had disappeared into the sewer. For example, those seemingly pure women, which one of them could resist the attack of stacks of money? All of them had fallen under the attack of money. The doctor in front of him was the same.

"50,000."

He was still increasing the price. Now, he felt that treating his physical illness was secondary. The most important thing was to take the young man's hypocritical and arrogant mask and make him bow his head and surrender.

"100,000." The price was still increasing.

Wang Yao put down the medical book in his hand and stared at the man sitting in front of him.

Sigh, there is a door. I can't take it anymore. Just now, you didn't want to see me. You just increased the price to this extent and you can't take it anymore.

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