Chapter 3

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Chapter 3

    Ning Yue has a unique and good voice, and everyone who has heard her voice will never forget it, which is one of the reasons why she was isolated in her previous life. However, this abnormal talent is usually accompanied by some corresponding deficiencies. For her, her throat is particularly sensitive, and if she eats water a little, she will be allergic. Now this symptom is obviously allergic again.

    Ning Yue looked at the medicine bowl and sighed lightly. It turned out that she not only brought back the voice of her previous life, but also brought back the insufficiency of allergies.

    "Qingyun, show me the prescription." She ordered.

    Qingyun quickly took the prescription and Ning Yue read it again. There was no allergen in the prescription. What's going on?

    She pondered and asked: "Have I taken this medicine before?"

    "Drinked." Qingyun replied.

    "Have you ever vomited before?"

    "No." Qingyun shook her head.

    It was so strange, Ning Yue frowned.

    She looked over and over with the prescription for a while, and when she saw the date of signing, she couldn't help but ask, "This is the prescription from three months ago, is there a new one?" In

    this serious illness, the doctor must be asked to change the prescription in time, three months The former formula is obviously impossible to correct the symptoms.

    Qingyun's face darkened: "The girl has not seen the doctor for three months, and this is the prescription that was prescribed during the last visit."

    Thinking of Zhou Sicheng's almost conditioned reflex to stop Xue's asking the doctor, Ning Yue was heartbroken . One move.

    Could it be that she did not die of illness, but was killed by someone? Otherwise, why did they dare not let her see the doctor?

    "What's wrong with the girl?" Seeing her serious expression, Qing Yun was a little scared.

    "It's nothing." Ning Yue smiled, picked up the medicine bowl and poured it into the flowerpot, and said, "Is this medicine fried by you or in the kitchen? Has anyone else handled it except you?

    " No one has ever touched it." Qingyun was a little nervous when she saw that she had poured the medicine, "Girl, isn't it bad for the servants to fry?"

    Qingyun has served her confidant since she was a child. In the original text, after her death, the Xue family was driven to the Grange to marry an ineffective man. From this point of view, if there is a problem with this bowl of medicine, it should have nothing to do with Qingyun.

    Ning Yue said softly, "Go quietly and bring the medicinal dregs, so that no one will find out."

    Qingyun was taken aback, but he didn't dare to ask, and hurried away with his head down.

    Ning Yue got up and got out of bed, found a pen and paper and wrote two words. When Qingyun just finished writing, he came back and said nervously: "The dregs are gone, they have been thrown away."

    "Oh?" Ning Yue felt more and more Guess right, she slowly dried the ink on the paper and folded the small piece of paper, "Is it thrown away so quickly in the past?"

    "No," Qingyun shook her head, "This servant remembers these dirty The dirt is piled up in the corners, and it takes a long time to clean it up."

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