Pei Shu'er approached step by step, her peach blossom eyes full of pressure, and finally lowered her head.
"Alright, you take out the beauty soap you've used, you must have brought it, right?"
The girl stammered, "I threw it in the privy."
Pei Shu'er sighed, "Five hundred wen, you just threw it away? You must be really wealthy."
The onlookers also noticed something strange.
The more Pei Shu'er surrounded and questioned the girl, the more she felt cold sweat trickling down, she could hardly restrain her urge to flee.
Pei Shu'er chuckled, "Oh, right, I forgot to tell you, I'm a doctor too. The rash on your face isn't an allergy, it's poison. Did you consume any poison?"
The girl's voice was sharp, "No, I didn't eat anything."
Pei Shu'er laughed, "You're hoarse now, in two minutes you'll feel chest tightness and shortness of breath, then you'll feel dizzy."
The girl argued, "I'm not poisoned, it's your beauty soap that's problematic."
