Invincible upgrade system

Chapter 3 Datura Flower Poison

"Bang bang bang."

The sound of knocking on the door sounded outside the door.

"Come in." With a flick of his wrist, Yang Xiu put the fine steel dagger in his sleeve.

A stooped old man in his 50s with gray hair pushed the door open and entered.His skin was withered, wrinkled like pine bark, and his cloudy eyes were like a pool of stagnant water, calm but still.

The old man's name is Qian Lin, and he is the chief housekeeper of the Yang family.

After Yang Xiu sold his property, he had no money left, and all his former drinking and meat friends avoided him like the plague.But the servants at home had already dispersed, and Yang Xiu became a loner for a while.

If not counting Qian Lin.

"My lord, it's time to drink the medicine." Qian Lin was holding a medicine bowl in his hand, which contained yellow medicine juice.

Ever since he knew that Yang Xiu was weak, Qian Lin tried every means to nourish Yang Xiu's body.And this medicinal soup is made from precious Chinese herbal medicines, and it is called Huangshen Yuzhen Soup.

"My lord, you are weak, and this old slave really feels distressed." Qian Lin looked at Yang Xiu, as if looking at his own child, and advised,
"Young master, you can take medicine with peace of mind and keep your body healthy. I think you should go to romantic places like Hongxiu Zhao less."

Words are sincere, full of caring heart.

"It's all right." Yang Xiu smiled, "I'm in good health, how can those little girls with the red sleeves hurt my body, and besides, you are a caring housekeeper like Qian Lao, so I'm extremely relieved."

"I'm just doing my duty. As long as I take good care of you, I'll be worthy of the deceased Elder." Qian Lin said while handing over the medicine bowl.

Yang Xiu looked at the bright yellow Yuzhen Soup and was about to drink it when he suddenly thought of something and said with emotion,
"Since my father passed away, I have been sensual and sensual. I hang out in the romantic place all day long and play songs every night. As a result, my family's wealth is exhausted. My former friends avoid me like snakes and scorpions, and the people around me no longer respect and love me as before."

"I have tasted the warmth and coldness of people's hearts."

"But fortunately, there is still Mr. Qian who has never given up on me and cared for me." Yang Xiu sighed and said, "After years of squandering, my family is no better than before. I think Mr. Qian also suffered a lot with me."

"This bowl of Yellow Ginseng Yuzhen Soup is given to Mr. Qian for you to take!"

After Yang Xiu finished speaking, he handed over the medicine bowl in his hand.

"No, no." Qian Lin waved his hands again and again, shaking his head and said, "Although this old slave is over sixty years old, he is still alive. This bowl of medicinal soup is made for you, my lord. How can I drink it?"

"It's just a bowl of medicinal soup, how can it compare to how Mr. Qian took care of me in the past?" Yang Xiudao said, "Mr. Qian, you drink it, and just cook another bowl!"

"No, no, I can't drink it, it's specially brewed for you, my lord!" Qian Lao hurriedly avoided, not daring to take Yang Xiu's medicine bowl, as if there were snakes and insects in the bowl.

"Oh? Made it specially for me?" Yang Xiu grinned innocently, "It seems that Mr. Qian really took the trouble to make the medicinal soup for me."

"But Mr. Qian, you seem to be very resistant to this medicinal soup." Yang Xiu smiled, his eyes were like needles, staring at Qian Lin's hair all over,
"Could it be that the medicinal soup in this bowl is poisonous?!"

Like a thunderbolt exploding above his head, Qian Lin was so startled that he almost jumped up. He looked at Yang Xiu in amazement, and his cloudy old eyes almost bulged.

"Young master, what are you talking about? I brewed the medicinal soup myself, so how could it be poisonous?" Qian Lin's old face was uncertain, and finally he showed a smile that was uglier than crying.

"The matter has come to this, let's open the skylight and speak clearly." Yang Xiu poured out the medicinal soup and said slowly, "I have asked someone to verify the medicinal residues, but they told me that there is chronic poison in this soup."

"Impossible!" Uncharacteristically, Qian Lin jumped up from the ground and shouted angrily, "The poison of datura flowers is extremely secretive, I spent a huge price to get a few drops, it is absolutely impossible for those mediocre doctors in Anyuan City Find out!"

"Oh, it turned out to be the poison of Datura."

Yang Xiu snorted.

(End of this chapter)