Chapter 705: I'm Going to the Capital City the Day After Tomorrow

“I’ll take you there.”

Nan Jiaojiao looked at him amusedly, “I’m more familiar with this place than you are.”

“I know,” Bo Yanching held her hand as they stepped down the stairs.

The freshly turned soil on the right side of the pebble path almost caught her step, but with a long arm, he scooped her up by the waist and lifted her, avoiding a few steps before setting her down, “I’ll go with you.”

Nan Jiaojiao let him have his way.

Fortunately, Aunt Mou had already prepared dinner.

Jiang Yu wasn’t there and left a message that she was busy with something and asked her to eat first.

Bo Yanching pulled out a dining chair for her to sit down, his palm on the back of the chair.

He leaned over and asked in a low voice, “Does your master’s medicine garden allow others to enter?”

“Are you looking for something?” Nan Jiaojiao asked instinctively.

That implied it wasn’t allowed.

“Did you tidy up when you left?”

Nan Jiaojiao suddenly blanked, leaping up abruptly, “Oh no!”

Seeing her reaction, Bo Yanching guessed the reason, pressed her shoulders, and pushed her back down, “Eat first; I will be back in a moment.”

He turned and spoke briefly to Aunt Mou, essentially seeking approval.

Aunt Mou was easy to talk to and even personally escorted him there, speaking to several bodyguards stationed outside the Medicine Garden.

As expected, the Medicine Garden was in disarray thanks to Nan Jiaojiao.

Books, medical records, and case histories were piled everywhere on the tables and the ground.

Bo Yanching rolled up his sleeves and tidied everything up, which took some time.

By the time he returned, he could hear voices from a distance.

“Didn’t find it?

Oh, then it probably wasn’t recorded much.

I must have forgotten.

After all, it was something I encountered while traveling, but the patient wasn’t a child.

She was a new mother in her twenties, with skin as aged as that of an eighty-year-old woman.”

Jiang Yu paused, probably stuffing food in her mouth, “The reason?

Her body’s hormonal levels were disrupted, usually due to physiological and psychological factors.

You said it was a three-year-old child?”

Nan Jiaojiao nodded, “Yes.”

“They’ve hardly begun to live, how can they balance their hormones?”

Jiang Yu typically made such comments.

Nan Jiaojiao’s expression grew serious, “Could it be poison?”

“That is possible.

Didn’t you make ‘Detox Pills’?

Aren’t they working?”

Nan Jiaojiao: “They work, but not permanently.

To thoroughly remove the toxins, I need to understand what poison was used.

Otherwise, even if I carefully use the medication, the interaction of certain herbs could complicate matters.”

“Hmm…”

Jiang Yu propped her chin, thinking for a while.

She didn’t look too concerned; after a lifetime of saving lives and dealing with separation and death, the most frequent scenes she encountered, she had never even seen the child Jiaojiao was talking about.

There was no emotional attachment because Jiaojiao mentioned it, she responded perfunctorily.

“I’ll figure something out.”

Bo Yanching approached, politely greeted Jiang Yu, and looked at Nan Jiaojiao, “Just find out the composition of the poison?”

“Yes,” Nan Jiaojiao answered curtly, “Can you really find a way?”

“Yes, is it urgent?”

“Not really, I’ve studied the antidote; it is effective.

I can prepare some more and send it to the Bo Residence in a few days.”

“I’ll arrange it.

I’ll go to Capital City the day after tomorrow.”

Nan Jiaojiao lifted her eyelids, gave him a glance, and swallowed the words that had reached her lips.

Capital City, that was the Bo Family.

It involved his family affairs now, and since he didn’t seem like continuing the conversation, she didn’t pursue it further.

After dinner, on the way back, Nan Jiaojiao fell asleep.