Traditionelle Chinesische Medizin

Kapitel 7

I see!

Hearing such a suspenseful introduction, Yang Nianqing was thankful that she had a good heart and no high blood pressure, otherwise she would have been rushed to the emergency room long ago. She was extremely frustrated: "I never expected to run into such a miraculous doctor, detective, idle person, and kind person here. Am I incredibly lucky?"

He actually nodded: "You're really lucky to have met four of them at the same time."

Yang Nianqing opened her mouth, then suddenly realized: "You want to ask him to determine whether the body was poisoned?"

“He was definitely poisoned,” Li You shook his head and sighed. “We just wanted to know…”

"I want to know what kind of poison he was poisoned with!" Yang Nianqing suddenly turned around, her eyes shining. "Judging from what Young Master Nangong said yesterday, that poison seems to be quite unusual, doesn't it?"

“Smart.” He continued walking forward, his steps leisurely.

"Just so-so!" (b7)

Being praised by a handsome guy is naturally a happy thing, so Yang Nianqing quickened her pace to catch up with him. However, she immediately realized that the person praising her was a playboy.

"But why should we split into two groups?" I became alert.

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Upon hearing this, Li You seemed somewhat disappointed: "Still don't understand?"

She shook her head.

He sighed: "If you were the murderer, would you let us find clues about the poison?"

"No way!" Yang Nianqing interrupted him excitedly, "He might try to destroy the evidence, maybe even cover up the body, so we need to split into two groups and secretly monitor him, like the mantis stalking the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind?"

“Wrong,” Li You stopped again, “we just saved ourselves some trouble.”

"trouble?"

"Do you think he wouldn't know we're following behind?"

She immediately shook her head: "Impossible, he must know."

"Knowing we're following us, if you were him, would you have acted so easily?"

“No, he’s so smart, he definitely wouldn’t take that risk,” Yang Nianqing said, extremely frustrated. “Then what’s the point of us following behind?”

"Wrong again, but it's very useful."

"it works?"

"It seems that Miss Yang has forgotten the true purpose of our trip."

Fortunately, Yang Nianqing wasn't stupid and immediately understood: "We need to safely deliver the body to Mr. Chrysanthemum! He wants to destroy the evidence while also trying to avoid being discovered by us. Doing this will distract him, which is much safer than having everyone guard the body."

"clever!"

"Thank you!" she waved her hand, then added worriedly, "But what if he's not alone, what if he has helpers?"

“This will confirm whether he is alone,” Li You thought for a moment and shook his head. “He is so cautious that he always wants as few people as possible to know about him. The more people there are, the more trouble there will be.”

"Smart!" This time, Yang Nianqing was full of admiration, patting him on the shoulder in praise.

Li You glanced at the hand on his shoulder, then suddenly smiled and asked, "Aren't you afraid?"

She asked, puzzled, "What?"

“Don’t you know that in this situation, it’s not them who are in danger, but us?” A hint of amusement flickered in his long, narrow eyes as he said nonchalantly, “Perhaps he will strike at us first.”

.

Her smile froze instantly.

Yang Nianqing wasn't exactly "number one." If things really came to blows, she'd probably just get stabbed. While it's true that you can't avoid getting stabbed in the martial arts world, it still takes courage to get stabbed, especially since this matter had nothing to do with her...

"Can I go back?"

“Okay,” Li You continued walking forward, “Old He originally instructed that you be kept under surveillance and not allowed to leave Nangong Villa, so the murderer probably won’t go back there for the time being…”

"Forget it," Yang Nianqing immediately waved her hand, "I'm not that afraid of dying. Besides, aren't you the best at light footwork and hidden weapons? Remember to help me run fast when the time comes..."

After saying that, she looked around and couldn't help but move a little closer to him.

Li You suppressed a laugh and sighed, "There's a problem; I'm afraid we have no choice but to run faster."

"Trouble?" She immediately moved away from him, glaring at him angrily. "Do you think I want to be with you?"

“No,” he said casually, “but you would never want to be with Lao He either.”

He Bi's cold and gloomy face immediately popped into Yang Nianqing's mind. She trembled and glared at him, saying, "Of course not, but what about Nangong Xue? Why does she have to come with you?"

Upon hearing this, Li You looked at her strangely.

Yang Nianqing snapped, "What are you looking at!"

Li You laughed: "You want to go with him?"

“Yes,” she rolled her eyes, “being with him is better than being with you!”

“But he doesn’t want to be with you,” she said, her tone seemingly full of regret. “Everyone knows that the First Young Master, Nangong Xue, never deals with women alone.”

Yang Nianqing was immediately speechless.

After a while.

She suppressed her anger, let out a cold snort, and said resentfully, "So he doesn't like women, huh? I bet he likes men, maybe he's even gay!"

“That makes sense,” Li You said, seemingly finding it amusing. “I hadn’t thought of that. Maybe he really does like men. I should remember to ask him about it next time.”

Yang Nianqing stopped talking and walked away with her head down.

"Aren't you grateful to me now?"

"I'm a woman, and I actually agreed to walk with a pervert," she said through gritted teeth, trying to calm herself down. "Don't you think you should be grateful to me?"

Upon hearing this, Li You seemed somewhat surprised and shook his head: "Perverts are only interested in pretty women."

...

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dusk.

He Bi and Nangong Xue were transporting Zhang Mingchu's body by water. Li You and Yang Nianqing, on the other hand, were traveling by carriage. Ancient carriages were far from comfortable, and the jolting left Yang Nianqing aching all over, but she couldn't complain, lest she seem too pampered... She frowned and leaned against the carriage window, gazing longingly at the boats on the river for a long time. When she turned around, she found that Li You had already fallen asleep.

Handsome men must have even more charming sleeping postures.

Beneath her flowing eyebrows, her usually cheerful and bright eyes were now casually closed, and a faint smile played on her slightly upturned lips.

Although Yang Nianqing wasn't sitting close, she could still clearly see those long, eye-catching eyelashes trembling rhythmically with the swaying of the carriage. Did they even manufacture false eyelashes in this era? She almost suspected that those beautiful eyelashes were grafted on.

Look at him, he seems to be fast asleep.

Finally, unable to resist her curiosity, Yang Nianqing brought her face close to his, almost touching his nose, held her breath, and carefully observed those two rows of adorable eyelashes.

It's true, how can such beautiful eyelashes grow on a man's face! She secretly touched them with her hand, then touched her own eyelashes, sighed in self-consciousness, and sat back down.

"A man with such long eyelashes? That's outrageous!"

She muttered to herself in frustration, then rubbed her lower back in annoyance: "Qiang, how can he fall asleep like this..."

Before the words were finished—a4

"I just like to think things through in the car."

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It turned out he wasn't asleep at all.

Yang Nianqing was extremely embarrassed: "So all your inspiration comes from the carriage? What are you thinking?"

Those bright eyes, with an amused look, scrutinized her from head to toe for a full minute before suddenly narrowing, revealing countless mischievous smiles.

No way, he saw everything I did just now… Thinking of this, she felt even more guilty: “What are you thinking?”

He murmured, "I've been thinking about two things."

"What is it?" (75)

“First thing,” he closed his eyes again, “should we switch to waterway for the next leg of the journey and take a boat?”

"Of course!" Yang Nianqing was overjoyed.

This damn carriage is so uncomfortable!

She coughed twice, concealing her relief: "I've been meaning to remind you. You see, they're also on a boat. That way, we can follow behind them more closely, keep an eye on what's going on over there, and it's more discreet on the boat..."

She racked her brains and listed all the advantages of traveling by boat that she knew. Li You merely glanced at her, offering no comment.

Yang Nianqing then remembered: "Then... what about the second one?"

"The second thing," he sighed, "is that some people are clearly not used to riding in carriages and are probably already in pain all over. I'm just wondering when she will say it."

"Holy crap!" Yang Nianqing was dumbfounded.

moment.

"You're deliberately messing with me!" A punch landed.

He leaned to the side, resting his head on his hand, a movement that seemed perfectly natural. However, the fist that was being thrown had just grazed past his clothes.

She paused for a moment, then snorted coldly, ready to hit again.

"Wait," he suddenly waved his hand to stop her, "Do you think you can beat me?"

"Even if we can't beat them, we have to fight!" Another punch was thrown.

As expected, the fist just grazed his clothes again, making it seem as if her punch was inaccurate.

Li You looked at her, shook his head helplessly, and muttered, "Knowing you can't win but still fighting is not something a smart person should do."

"you!"

This time, he didn't even bother to avoid it, and his long, bright eyes revealed even more interest.

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A person inexplicably falls into this godforsaken place, where horses are everywhere, there's no toilet paper, no electricity at night, and they have to put up with all this mistreatment! Longing for the comforts of modern life, Yang Nianqing felt increasingly aggrieved and finally couldn't help but bury her head and wipe her eyes. Her mother must think she's dead…

The sobs grew louder and louder.

finally.

Li You sighed: "So, it turns out that it's not just beautiful and gentle women who cry."