The villain who defeated the son of destiny was my father

Chapter 218: Qu Xinzhu Food 5 Stone Powder

"Ah! I can't stand it anymore!"

"Kill me, kill me now!"

"Please, please give me a quick death!"

The woman's shrill screams echoed in the room, her voice full of despair and pain. She was seen rolling around on the bed frantically, her hair, which had been neat, was now a mess, scattered wantonly on her face, and her clothes were tossed askew, looking extremely embarrassed.

"Zhu'er!"

Wen Suhua saw her daughter struggling in pain on the bed, but she was powerless to do anything. She was extremely anxious and immediately knelt down in front of the man in white clothes next to her with a plea, clasping her hands together, "Godly doctor, you must save Zhu'er. She is in so much pain. You are a great doctor, there must be a way. Please!"

Seeing this, Liao Wuchen's heart tightened, and he quickly reached out to support Wen Suhua, looking anxious and sincere, "Madam, please don't be like this, get up quickly! You're really tormenting me by kneeling like this."

"Divine doctor, I kowtow to you! Please save my poor granddaughter." Qu Wenshi was already in tears and sobbing uncontrollably, and she was about to kneel down to Wuchen with trembling hands.

Just as his knee was about to touch the ground, Wu Chen quickly caught it.

"Madam, you can't do that!"

The two looked at him eagerly, their eyes full of expectation and pleading.

Liao Wuchen sighed slightly, with a soothing tone in his voice, "Old Madam, please relax. I will do my best to treat Concubine Zhu... But this disease is really strange. I have been practicing medicine for many years, but this is the first time I have seen it. I have never heard of it before. So please give me some time, so that I can find out the source of this disease in detail and prescribe the right medicine."

"Where did you come from?" When Qu Wen heard the word "where did you come from", she seemed to be stimulated by something. A fierce light flashed in her eyes and she immediately started to curse. The wrinkles on her face were twisted with anger. "It must be that the Feng Shui of the Prime Minister's Mansion is not good... No, it's that damn girl Qu Qingyan. She was born to be a nemesis, specifically to jinx our Zhu'er. Otherwise, how could Zhu'er suffer such a disaster for no reason!"

"If I had known that Zhu'er would become like this after going to the Prime Minister's Mansion, I... I would have gone there on my own." Wen Suhua said while sobbing and wiping her tears with a handkerchief, her heart full of regret.

Hearing what the two said, Liao Wuchen's heart moved, and he hurriedly asked: "So, the concubine suddenly became like this after she went to the Prime Minister's Mansion?"

The two of them no longer concealed anything, and they told each other the details of what happened that day.

After hearing this, Le Wuchen's expression turned ugly.

He had experienced a lot of the methods used by the Prime Minister's Mansion and almost lost his life there.

Unexpectedly, Qu Honglin was not only cruel and ruthless to these people in the underworld, but also so heartless to his own daughter. He is really not worthy of being a human being!

"In that case, the disease must be in the Prime Minister's Mansion." After knowing the whole story, Liao Wuchen wanted to go to the Prime Minister's Mansion to investigate.

The two of them seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, pulling his sleeves and begging, "Divine Doctor, Zhu'er's life or death depends on you."

"Don't worry, you two. I will find a way to save Zhu'er even if it costs my life." After saying this, Le Wuchen took a deep look at the tortured woman on the bed, and strode away.

As soon as he walked out of the backyard and reached the front yard, he saw Mo Li leaving with a few confidants, and he was very unhappy.

Zhu'er is now suffering from the disease and is half dead, but her husband Prince Li does not care.

He is truly unfit to be a husband!

Restraining his anger, he stormed out of Prince Li's mansion without stopping for a moment and headed straight for the Prime Minister's residence.

There was no one at the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion except the Imperial Guards who were guarding it.

Le Wu Chen only took a glance, and scenes of past torture flooded his mind, causing him to stop in his tracks, not daring to take another step forward.

But when he thought of his beloved woman hovering between life and death, he could not care about anything else.

He suppressed his inner fear, took a deep breath, slowly stepped forward, and said with a bow: "My name is Wu Chen, and I would like to see Miss Qu!"

There was silence all around, and his words seemed to fall on deaf ears, without eliciting any response.

His face instantly turned livid, and the anger and resentment of being treated coldly surged in his heart, but he still controlled his emotions, bowed again, and raised his voice a few degrees, "Liao Wuchen wants to see Miss Qu Qingyan!"

Just as he finished speaking, a sharp and cold wind suddenly blew over him, so fast that he had no time to dodge.

Liao Wuchen felt as if his chest was hit by a heavy hammer. He felt a sharp pain and fell backwards uncontrollably, falling heavily to the ground.

He opened his mouth uncontrollably and spat out a large mouthful of blood.

"You are not allowed to call out the eldest lady's name casually!" A cold and majestic voice came from the darkness, with a tone full of contempt.

Liao Wuchen was so angry at the humiliation that his whole body was shaking. The hatred in his heart burned like a raging fire. He secretly swore: "Qu Honglin and his daughter, one day, I will make you pay for today's humiliation!"

"Get out of here!"

The cold voice sounded again, full of a sense of expulsion.

Liao Wuchen struggled to stand up, staggered, and left the Prime Minister's Mansion in a miserable state.

When he dragged his heavy feet back to Li Wang Mansion, Qu Xinzhu had fainted from the pain.

When Qu Wenshi and Wen Suhua saw him coming back, they hurried forward, their eyes full of anxiety and expectation, and asked anxiously: "Divine Doctor, is there any way to cure this disease?"

Liao Wuchen covered his still aching chest, a bitter smile appeared on his face, and he shook his head helplessly, saying: "I am incompetent. I can't even enter the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion."

"It must have been that damn girl Qu Qingyan who gave the order! Now that Qu Honglin is not here, she really thinks of herself as the master of the Prime Minister's Mansion. How dare she be so lawless!" Qu Wenshi was so angry that her face turned red and she couldn't help but curse.

Wen Suhua started to cry, "What should we do? If we delay this any longer, won't Zhu'er die in agony?"

"No, I will definitely find a way to cure the Concubine." Liao Wuchen didn't care about his own injuries. He immediately flipped through his medical books, reviewing what he had learned and trying to find a way to save her.

After all this trouble, a few days passed by quickly.

Qu Wenshi was already old and weak. After experiencing the anxiety, worry, and hard work for Qu Xinzhu these days, she finally couldn't bear it anymore and fell ill.

Wen Suhua could only stay by Qu Wen's bedside day and night and serve her carefully.

Qu Xinzhu suffered from torture every day, and always fainted from the pain.

When Liao Wuchen saw Qu Xinzhu in such pain, he felt as if his heart was stabbed by countless sharp blades and was in excruciating pain.

After endless suffering and helplessness, he was finally left with no other options. He could only take out the Wu Shi San with trembling hands and mixed feelings.

Unexpectedly, this also planted the seeds of disaster.