"No!" Bei Lingsu firmly rejected.
The words written on the plank were simple: If you understand medicine and poison, and wish to cure ailments or resolve grudges, welcome to inquire. Prices negotiable.
Bei Lingsu didn't even dare to let him get involved with treating diseases, let alone resolving grudges. To put it nicely, wasn't this just teaching people how to poison others?
This pervert is too good at causing harm!
"Then give me money to buy Floral Dew." Bei Yun stretched his hand out towards Bei Lingsu.
Bei Lingsu raised her hand and slapped it away, and Bei Yun quickly withdrew his hand, knowing that what Bei Lingsu was offering was definitely not silver, but surely poison.
His back, which had been held straight, slumped, and his face was filled with helplessness. "Cousin, you can't raise me like a canary, I'm a living person, and I came to the Capital City to enjoy myself."
