Mr. Qin, Please Advise Me

Then it depends on your own performance. After Song Yanning finished speaking, she ignored the Lin family father and son.

Divine Doctor, can you get it yourself? Lin Xingpeng didn't dare to touch the black grass anymore. It turned out that his family was regarded as a family heirloom, and the things he took care of carefully turned out to be deadly poisons.

Yeah. Song Yanning nodded, said something to Guo Zhenjiang, and left the hospital.

Dad, let's go see Grandpa. Lin Ruibing wanted to know the situation of Mr. Lin the most. If it's true that Grandpa has been cured as Song Yanning said, then there must be no problem with the poison on their bodies.

Mr. Lin opened his eyes and was a little surprised to see that he was lying in the ward. He thought he was dead this time, but he didn't expect to wake up again.

dad!

Grandpa! Lin Xingpeng and Lin Ruibing pushed open the door and walked in.

Mr. Lin turned his head to look and nodded to the two of them. He's so weak now that he doesn't have the strength to speak at all.

Seeing that Mr. Lin really woke up, Lin Xingpeng and Lin Ruibing settled down. I didn't expect Song Yanning's medical skills to be so high.

Dad, I'm calling the servants to remove the two pots of black grass. Lin Ruibing now has no doubts about Song Yanning.

Yeah. Lin Xingpeng nodded and looked at Guo Zhenjiang who came in with them, Zhenjiang, we'll ask you for our antidote. He had the same attitude towards Song Yanning before, and he was really embarrassed to ask Song Yanning for it.

When Mr. Lin heard Lin Ruibing's words, his face changed suddenly, Black...green...grass... Heiqingcao is his treasure, how can he move it casually?

Dad, I have already given away the black green grass. That grass is the source of your poisoning, and not only you, but Ruibing and I were also poisoned. Lin Xingpeng repeated what Song Yanning said to Mr. Lin. .

Mr. Lin sighed and slowly closed his eyes. Forget it, no matter whether the black grass is poisonous or not, the other party saved his life after all.

Song Yanning came to the Lin family's house, and the servants of the Lin family had already moved two pots of black grass outside.

Please help me move to the door. Song Yanning couldn't put away the black grass in front of them.

The servant nodded and moved two pots of black grass to the gate.

Do you need us to help you send it back? the servant asked. Just now, the young master called and asked them to try their best to meet Song Yanning's request.

No need, you all go to work. After Song Yanning sent the servants in, she was about to put away the two pots of black grass.

Who are you? How dare you steal the black grass from my house. A middle-aged woman walked over aggressively and glared at Song Yanning. She came to see if the old man was about to die, and she was still waiting to divide the property of the Lin family.

They are mine now. Song Yanning looked at the middle-aged woman and said coldly. The people of the Lin family are really not pleasing to the eye.

What's the matter? A middle-aged man came over.

Xingguo, she stole the black grass from our house. The middle-aged woman pointed to two pots of black grass on the ground. That is the heirloom of the Lin family. I heard that a pot is worth tens of millions.

Who are you? You dare to come to my house to steal something. Are you impatient? Believe it or not, I will call the police and arrest you. The middle-aged man shouted. He has been thinking about these two pots of black grass for a long time.

Ask Lin Xingpeng. Song Yanning, too lazy to talk to the two of them, picked up a pot in one hand and walked forward. If she can come to Lin's house to get the black grass, it must be approved by the owner.