Just as Master Wan was considering whether he should go into the room to let Jiujiu perform acupuncture, Jiujiu suddenly pinched his wrist and quickly pricked his five fingertips. Before he could react, she soaked his five fingers in the spring water. Then, everyone saw green blood oozing out of Master Wan's fingertips. As the green blood oozed out, the sweet spring water emitted a nauseating smell.
If it weren't for the fact that the Wan Family were all soldiers with inhuman tolerance, they would have vomited in disgust.
Although Jiujiu was not afraid of the smell, she still felt uncomfortable. Jiujiu thought for a while and finally took out the gas mask she had prepared in advance from her pocket. She covered her nose and mouth firmly.
The Wan Family …
When the green blood could no longer ooze out of Master Wan's fingertips, Jiujiu asked someone to put the green spring water outside. Then, she brought another bucket of spring water for herself.
This time, black blood oozed out of Master Wan's fingertips.
Jiujiu waited until there was no more blood between his fingers before she took Old Master Wan's fingers out of the water. Then, she tossed a bottle of ointment to Old Master Wan and asked the Wan family to bring the two buckets of water to the door.
The Wan Family had some doubts about Jiujiu, but after seeing Jiujiu's skills, they no longer had any doubts. If Jiujiu was not so young, they would have called Jiujiu a master.
Of the two buckets of water, one had turned black like ink, and the other was dark green like plant juice. Whether it was the color or the smell, it was particularly unpleasant.
Although the Wan Family had good tolerance, they still felt nauseous when they saw the two buckets of water.
Even Master Wan, who had the best tolerance, now looked pale. If he had not wanted to know what was wrong with the two buckets of water, he would have left without hesitation.
Jiujiu saw that the Wan family had gathered around her, and Old Master Wan was standing at the side with a mask on his face. His eyes were fixed on the two buckets of oddly colored water.
Jiujiu took out two small bottles from her pocket again and poured the water into the two buckets.
After a while, the two buckets of water evaporated little by little, leaving only the dark green and black dregs.
What frightened the Wan Family most was that the dregs kept wriggling at the bottom of the buckets as if they were alive. They did not look like dregs, but like little worms.
Master Wan covered his disgusted mouth and asked curiously, "Miss Song, what is this?"
"It's poison." Jiujiu took out a small bottle from her pocket and sprinkled the powder into the dregs. After a while, the dregs turned into a pool of pus with a more strange smell.
Jiujiu's move completely shocked the Wan Family. Even Master Wan, who had seen a lot, admired Jiujiu very much.
Master Wan followed Jiujiu and asked curiously, "What kind of poison is in my father's body?"
"Then ask your father what he has been exposed to recently." Jiujiu had thought that someone had poisoned Master Wan. However, during this period of research, she found that although there were remnants of modern traditional Chinese medicine, the study of poison was completely lost. Not to mention this kind of complicated poison, even the regular Crane Top Red could not be made.
Therefore, Jiujiu guessed that Old Master Wan was poisoned not because of someone else, but because he had touched something that he should not have touched.
Jiujiu's question stunned Master Wan and Master Wan. After a while, they thought of the set of Qing Hua porcelain sent by Master Wan's former subordinates some time ago.
Old Master Wan had never been fond of gold, silver, and treasures. He only loved porcelain, especially blue and white porcelain. Ever since he got that set of blue and white porcelain, he would hold it in his hands and play with it whenever he was free. He treasured it so much that he wouldn't let anyone see it.
Master Wan, who figured out the key of the matter, exchanged a look with Master Wan. Then he took Jiujiu to Master Wan's study to show her the set of Qing Hua porcelain.
Master Wan treasured the set of Qing Hua porcelain, so he had been keeping it carefully.
Jiujiu took the key that Master Wan gave her and took out the set of Qing Hua porcelain. Her eyes shook slightly, and she looked at Master Wan with pity.
Master Wan felt his heart skip a beat when he saw Jiujiu, a fat girl, looking at him with pity. He had an inexplicable bad feeling.
"But what's wrong with the porcelain?"
"It's a big problem." Jiujiu asked Master Wan to find a box for her to put the porcelain in. Then she explained to Master Wan, "Who gave you this set of porcelain?"
"A subordinate gave it to me."
"What did he say?"
"He said that he got this set of Qing Hua porcelain by chance, so he gave it to me as a gift."
Jiujiu said with certainty, "This set of porcelain was dug out from an ancient tomb."
Master Wan was speechless.
Jiujiu looked at Master Wan and Master Wan's shocked faces and said with certainty, "This set of porcelain is Qing Hua porcelain, but he definitely didn't get it by chance. He dug it out from an ancient tomb. Judging from the Yin Qi on it, it was dug out less than three months ago."
Master Wan's set of porcelain was only two months old. It was obvious that the set of porcelain had just been dug out when it was sent to him.
Jiujiu looked at Old Master Wan's livid face and said with pity, "The things in the ancient tomb have been buried under the ground all year round with the ancient corpses. They have already been contaminated with Yin Qi. The owner of this set of porcelain was a narrow-minded person. In order to prevent the tomb robbers from smearing poison on the porcelain."
To put it simply, Old Master Wan was the unlucky one. He was the scapegoat who fell into the trap for no reason.
Master Wan and Master Wan exchanged glances, and Master Wan went out immediately. Jiujiu guessed that Master Wan was going to find the person who sent the porcelain to Master Wan.
After all, digging up ancient tombs was illegal. Although Old Master Wan had retired for many years, he still couldn't tolerate such a thing happening under his nose. Moreover, this thing almost killed him. If there were other people who bought this thing in the ancient tomb, wouldn't they also suffer such an undeserved disaster?
Jiujiu looked at Master Wan's serious face. She pointed at the porcelain set in the box and asked, "Master Wan, do you still want this set of porcelain? If you want, I can help you get rid of the poison on it. "
Although Old Master Wan really liked blue and white porcelain, he didn't dare to ask for it when he thought about how he had almost lost his life because of this porcelain.
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