It was clearly late at night, but the courtyard was surprisingly bright, not only that, but there were quite a few servants standing in the courtyard.

When Bu Yao was brought in by Zhuzhu, she also saw several people carrying medicine boxes standing under the steps of the door. They all had a faint scent of medicine, and they were probably all doctors.

It seemed that Sheng'an was in danger in an emergency, and these doctors were obviously helpless.

Buyao just glanced indifferently and went in.

There were many people in the room, including maids, servants, and an old doctor, who was sitting on the edge of the bed with a frown, his hand on Sheng'an's pulse.

Both Sheng Qingyun and Mrs. Sheng stood by the bed, one looked at the old doctor helplessly, and the other was weeping.

Buyao took a look, but didn't take the initiative to step forward, and stood by the side silently.

Zhuzhu just watched from the side, and didn't take the initiative to remind them that Bu Yao was coming.

After much difficulty, the old doctor finally withdrew his hand.

Sheng Qingyun quickly asked, "Doctor, what's the matter? My son, this is..."

Madam Sheng also hurriedly wiped the tears off her face with a handkerchief, staring at the doctor's face with her bright red eyes.

The old doctor sighed and shook his head, stood up, bowed and apologized, "My lord, madam, I'm really sorry, the old man's ability is limited, and he can only diagnose that the young master has been poisoned, but what kind of poison is it? How to solve it, the old man really has no way. The two of you should hire someone else."

The old doctor said, no matter what their reaction was, he picked up the medicine box and went out.

Upon seeing this, Mrs. Sheng hurriedly followed.

She didn't care about etiquette anymore, and grabbed the old doctor's sleeve.

The old doctor was startled, apologized quickly, pulled back his sleeves, and ran out as if to escape.

Mrs. Sheng was dumbfounded.

She stared blankly at the direction where the old doctor was leaving, and suddenly sobbed, and cried bitterly, "It's all my fault, if I hadn't insisted on exorcising the evil spirits and given An'er some kind of medicine, he wouldn't have changed." To become like this now... woo woo... It was I who killed An'er, it was me..."

Sheng Qingyun frowned, no matter how good-tempered he is usually, he would inevitably feel irritable when he heard Mrs. Sheng's crying now.

He took a deep breath, and still had to be patient to say a few words of comfort, Zhuzhu stood up, "My lord, Madam, Madam Gao is here!"

Zhuzhu actually looked anxious. She was originally hoping that the old doctor could do something, but when she saw someone running away, Anna couldn't help it and pushed Bu Yao out directly.

When Sheng Qingyun and Mrs. Sheng heard this, they all looked at Buyao in unison.

That look is really like looking at the last hope.

Bu Yao raised her eyebrows, but she didn't refuse, she simply stepped forward, stood in front of the bed, and looked down at Sheng An's situation.

Judging from the young master's face, he knew that the situation was getting worse without checking his pulse.

Sheng Qingyun quickly walked to his side and said, "Mrs. Gao, I agree to all the conditions you mentioned before. Please save my son!"

Bu Yao didn't answer directly, but turned to look at Madam Sheng, "Madam just said that he gave Mr. Sheng some medicine, what kind of medicine is it?"

When Mrs. Sheng saw her asking her question, she opened her mouth to answer. Unfortunately, maybe because she was crying so hard, she suddenly hiccupped.

A maid stood next to him and said, "It was a medicine prescribed by a Taoist priest who came over this afternoon to exorcise the young master. He said it could help the young master calm down and concentrate."

"Is there any prescription?"

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