After dinner, Han Si went to the small bedroom and looked at Ji Bo'an who was not finished eating. Ji Bo'an scooped a spoonful of porridge from the bowl and chewed it carefully. He had only eaten two-thirds of the porridge, and he was not in a hurry. When he finished eating, he handed the bowl to Han Si and sent it out, the grandfather and grandson of the outside world had just stopped chopsticks. Han Si instructed Wang Zhangxian and the others to clean up the bowl and brush it. When he turned around, he felt that Mr. Lei's attitude was a little different, as if he was a little distant and cold.

"Did you send someone back from Ji You?" Ji Bo'an leaned against the side and looked at Han Si. He was probably a little bit strong after eating, so he couldn't help but worry about these things again. "When my poison is getting better, they should find us to meet up, so we will continue to walk south."

Han Si nodded. When Ji Bo'an mentioned serious things, he seemed to have changed his own person. He was a little bit disgusted just now, but now he became serious: "I just arrived at Yaolu yesterday, and Xia Yi rode back on a horse. I should have found Ji You and the others last night." After that, he looked at the door and didn't see anyone looking back.

"Although Ji You is not as decisive as you do things, it is important to be careful. You should be able to arrange the remaining people." He nodded, his eyebrows relaxed a lot. The remaining killers have not yet been tried in the first trial. If they are not properly supervised, they will lose another clue. "When you take the medicine later, Mr. Lei should come over. I will ask carefully what poison it is. Go and help me find out if there are any good medicinal materials in the car. I should give some things if I bear the favor of saving my life."

Sometimes Han Si is so smart that he doesn't know where to learn this worldly way. When he asks for medicinal herbs, he immediately becomes energetic: "Master, I remember that when the master went out, he often stuffed ginseng and other things to you. I'll find some to make the old man happy."

Ji Boan was amused when he saw his attentive appearance, "Why do you remember this little thing my father gave me better than me? Didn't Nimo grow up?" After laughing for a while, he waved his hand to let Han Si go, and he continued to close his eyes and think about how to ask Mr. Lei about the poisonous needle in the afternoon.

After lunch, Mr. Lei ran back to sleep. When he went to take the pulse, he saw Ji Bo'an sitting on the bed and smiling at him with a gentle face. It really made Ji Bo'an laugh out loud. "I'll take a pulse and adjust the medicine to see if I want to add or subtract it." After that, he grabbed Ji Bo'an's wrist and focused on starting the pulse.

Ji Bo'an glanced at Han Si next to him. After the two of them looked at each other, Han Si nodded and looked at the place where his chest was bulging. Ji Bo'an drooped his eyelids and waited for the diagnosis given by Mr. Lei. But for some reason, a fragment suddenly flashed through his mind. It seemed that Ji Bo'an was lying on the bed when he was a child. Someone took his pulse like this. The situation was exactly the same as now. The figure of the person in the fragment was very similar to Mr. Lei, and his face became familiar.

"Well, there are probably not many problems. You can clear the remaining poison in two days. However, you need to carefully adjust your bone deficiency problem. This cannot be done in one or two days." Old Lei stopped his hand and sent Ji Boan back the arm that he had just pulled over. "I'll ask that girl to boil another bowl of medicine later, so that this kid can bring it to you later." After that, he was about to get up, he was stopped by Ji Boan.

"Please go slowly. I have some ginseng here, so please accept it with a smile." Ji Bo'an stretched out his hand and gestured to Han Si. When he saw Old Lei looking at him with a puzzled look, he knew that he was thinking that he was paying for money, so he was displeased. He continued, "Old Lei's life-saving kindness doesn't know what to repay. It happened that my father stuffed me a lot of things when I went out. It was a waste of medicinal materials inside. So he thought that good things must be appreciated, and Old Lei didn't need to think too much."

The two centenarian ginseng that Han Si had just taken out of his arms were then looked at by Old Lei. The ginseng was packed in a box wrapped in brocade. The ginseng was clearly distinguished and had become a villain. He looked like a good old ginseng that was a little old. Old Lei nodded and was happy. Although he didn't like the kid's mature appearance, he had to say that he was really obedient and happy to do things. He stroked his goatee's beard and said with his eyebrows and eyes relaxed: "I accepted your gift, which is not bad."

Ji Boan finally smiled when he saw the old man, looking at Old Lei with a sincere attitude, and then said, "Actually, I still have some things to ask you, Old Man." He glanced at Han Si and waited for Han Si to exit the room.

He became a spirit. When Mr. Lei heard this, he knew what Ji Boan wanted to ask. He placed the ginseng on the table next to him, and his face, which had just smiled, became serious: "Are you trying to ask about the poison needle?" He also pointed to Han Si who had just left, "I'm afraid that it's a big deal, so he separated everyone?"

Ji Bo'an then stopped laughing and said, "Old Lei is indeed thorough. I heard Han Si say that you mentioned the word Xiyuan when you saw the poison needle?" When he preached this sentence, his originally delicate eyebrows also frowned, and his voice became deeper and deeper: "This matter involves neighboring countries, so I want to hear about the silver needle. Does Mr. Lei know any information?"

Old Lei hit his knee with his hand a little different from usual. In fact, he had always been a little confused about the silver needle, so when Ji Boan asked, he could understand something.
Chapter completed!