After the luck of rebirth was taken away, the true and false daughters teamed up

Chapter 7

The doctor on the side heard the call and ran over. When he checked, he was shocked. He had never seen such a disease before and had no way to deal with it.

He could only look at Song Qingyuan helplessly and shake his head.

Song Qingyuan's face turned dark.

When Song Wensi saw this, she endured the pain and said, "Go and ask for another doctor! I don't believe in any nonsense!"

Before she finished speaking, Xu's mother screamed, "Yes, it really is! It's useless to ask a doctor. Go, ask the second lady! The second lady might be able to save the old lady!"

Song Wensi couldn't help but be stunned. What does this have to do with Song Shiyun?
When Song Qingyuan heard this, what Song Shiyun said to the old lady at the gate suddenly flashed through his mind.

She told the old lady to be careful about the bloody disaster, and something happened to the old lady...

So what happened to what she said about "watch your back"...

Song Qingyuan's heart skipped a beat and he quickly ordered the maid next to him: "Go and invite the second lady!"

The maid hasn't spoken yet.

Song Qingyuan waved his hand impatiently, "Forget it, I'll go and invite him myself."

After finishing speaking, he quickly walked out of Ci'an Hall.

When Song Wensi saw this scene, the two-foot-long monk was completely confused.

He couldn't help but look to Xie Rugu to one side, as if asking Xie Rugu, do you understand what happened?

Xie Rugu had a flirtatious smile on her face, "I have told you before that your second sister is very interesting."

Song Wensi frowned fiercely. Did these people take the wrong medicine?

the other side.

Song Qingyuan came out of Ci'an Hall and walked hurriedly to the backyard.

The butler came up to meet him, "Where are you going, Lord Marquis?"

Song Qingyuan immediately asked: "Second Miss is going to Yaxuan to rest now?"

The housekeeper nodded, "Exactly, the third lady brought it over just now, and the old slave also personally sent some things over."

Song Qingyuan turned around and walked straight to Yaxuan. As he walked, he ordered: "Take my badge and go to the palace to ask for an imperial doctor. By the way, go to the Tiansi Bureau to ask for a skilled worker." , maybe it comes in handy.”

The housekeeper couldn't help but said in surprise: "Can you please do some work?"

The Tiansi Bureau in Daqing is the official Taoist sect. It is filled with masters from all over the country. They are people with real abilities, and they are not comparable to ordinary charlatans.

Daqing Shangdao, his majesty also rewarded them with positions and called them all capable workers.

Normally, these people don't come outside and only do business for the royal family.

In the past, when Princess Shiyu was around, people from the Tiansi Bureau followed Princess Shiyu's lead.

Now they are all under the direct jurisdiction of His Majesty. It may not be easy to invite them.

Song Qingyuan didn't know it, but on the one hand, he didn't believe in these ghosts and gods, and on the other hand, he was not afraid of ten thousand, but just in case.

Thinking of this, he said: "Well, go and invite me to see it. It's good if you can. If you can't, don't force it. Just go to the temple and invite a master."

Hearing this, the housekeeper said yes, went to get Song Qingyuan's waist badge, and went straight to the imperial city.

Song Qingyuan quickly rushed to Yaxuan.

As soon as he came in, he heard Shuang Zhong say that the second lady had already fallen asleep.

This girl can actually sleep!

Song Qingyuan frowned, walked over with a gloomy expression, hands behind his back.

But as soon as he reached the corridor, Qiu Bai stopped him.

Song Qingyuan raised an eyebrow, "What does this mean?"

Qiu Baifu bowed and said, "Second Miss has just given instructions to the servants, saying that she has rested and no one is allowed to come and disturb her, including you, the Marquis."

Qiu Bai looked at Song Qingyuan's expression and spoke Song Shiyun's words carefully.

Song Qingyuan frowned fiercely, what do you mean, this girl knew that he was coming and was waiting here for him?

Could it be that...she already knew something was going to happen at Ci'an Hall, and she wanted to take revenge on the old lady?
Song Qingyuan looked at the closed door and was silent for a moment. He ignored Qiu Bai's words, reached out and pushed open the door and walked in.

As soon as he entered, Song Qingyuan saw Song Shiyun sitting at the table in the room. There were a lot of yellow paper and cinnabar in front of him, which must have been prepared by his servants just now.She was sitting there, drawing talisman, and didn't even sleep.

Song Qingyuan knew in his heart that Song Shiyun did it on purpose.

When Song Shiyun heard the door open, he said without raising his head, "Why are you here?"

She obviously knew who was coming.

When Song Qingyuan heard this, he looked at the daughter he had just found, feeling a little guilty and a little embarrassed about being "cowardly in a hometown". He couldn't help but feel short of breath, and his expression softened a lot, not as stiff as before.

Song Qingyuan coughed and walked over, "Shi Yun, your grandmother is sick. My father wants to invite you to come and have a look. Do you agree?"

Song Shiyun raised his head and glanced at Song Qingyuan in surprise, "The old lady is sick, so naturally she should go to the doctor. Why are you looking for me? Have you found the wrong person?"

When Song Qingyuan heard her address to the old lady, he knew that she had a knot in her heart. He sighed: "Shi Yun, you don't know that your grandmother's illness is not an ordinary disease. She just kept shouting that she is haunted in Ci'an Hall. , everyone was frightened and fainted, I thought, maybe you know something, can you go over and show it to your grandmother?"

Song Shiyun smiled lightly, "You really think highly of me."

Song Qingyuan couldn't help frowning, "Shi Yun, I know that your grandmother is making things difficult for you, and your father can understand that you are angry, but your grandmother is the elder after all. How can any younger generation care about the elders? You should just do it for your father's sake. , don’t worry about this matter, go and show your grandmother first if Ci’an Hall is haunted, okay?”

Song Shiyun finished the last stroke, put down the pen, looked at Song Qingyuan, stood up and said: "Since you said so, I will go over and have a look, but if I can't cure it, I hope you won't be offended. "

When Song Qingyuan heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief, said with joy and a smile on his face: "How could it be possible? Even if it doesn't work, your grandmother and father will not blame you, as long as you are willing to go and take a look. "

He didn't place all his hopes on Song Shiyun, he had already sent someone to hire skilled workers.

Even if Song Shiyun fails, there is still talent.

He now invites Song Shiyun over just because Song Shiyun is at home, which saves time and avoids long nights and dreams.

It would be even better if Song Shiyun could cure the old lady's problem.

Hearing this, Song Shiyun nodded slightly and said, "Then let's go there now."

Song Qingyuan nodded repeatedly and took Song Shiyun straight to Ci'an Hall.

When they rushed to Ci'an Hall, Song Shirou also came after hearing the news.

She, Song Siwen and Xie Rugu stood in the yard together, looking at the main house worriedly.

Seeing Song Qingyuan leading Song Shiyun into the courtyard, Song Shirou couldn't help lowering her head and didn't dare to look at Song Shiyun.

However, neither Song Shiyun nor Song Qingyuan paid attention to them.

The father and daughter went straight into the main room.

The moment he stepped into Ci'an Hall, Song Shiyun noticed a strong yin energy floating in the room.

She walked in, her nose twitched slightly, and she looked over following the Yin Qi, and saw the Yin Qi wrapped around the old lady.

The old lady was lying on the bed, unconscious. Her face and exposed skin were all purple from the cold.

Seeing this, Song Qingyuan was extremely anxious and looked at Song Shiyun anxiously, "Shiyun, look at..."

After hearing this, Song Shiyun walked straight to the bed.

She stretched out her hand to feel the old lady's pulse, moved her eyebrows slightly, kneaded the formula with one hand, and tapped lightly on the Baihui point on the top of the old lady's head and on both shoulders.

Then, Song Shiyun turned to an old man not far away and said, "Do you have any silver needles?"

The old man is the doctor Song Qingyuan invited here before, and he has not left yet.

Hearing Song Shiyun's words, he was slightly startled. He ignored his surprise and said quickly: "Yes."

The old man walked to the table next to him, took out a pack of silver needles from the medicine box above, and handed it to Song Shiyun.

Song Shiyun took it, took out a silver needle, burned it with a nearby candle, then picked up the old lady's hand and pierced the silver needle into the tip of her index finger.

A drop of blood came out.

Song Qingyuan watched from the side, his brows furrowed and his heart in his throat.

After a while, the old lady's eyelids, which had been unconscious all this time, suddenly trembled a few times.

Then, she suddenly opened her eyes.

Before Song Qingyuan could be happy, he opened his eyes and saw Song Shiyun's old lady. Her face turned dark suddenly. She pushed Song Shiyun away and was furious when she saw the blood on her fingertips. When he came, he started to curse while trembling.

"You are a disaster! Before you came back, you killed your mother, and now you want to harm me! Whoever let you in, get out!"

(End of this chapter)