The several injured people had already vomited until they were dizzy. Their cheeks were aching like never before. Their stomachs were empty, but they still kept regurgitating acid under the effect of the medicine. They wished they could just vomit out their entire stomachs.
The pungent sour smell of the vomit gradually spread. Everyone couldn't help but cover their noses tightly and stepped back several paces in disgust.
Even Feng Jingye frowned tightly and covered his nose with his hand.
The crowd began to disperse.
Bai Zheng quickly waved her hand, and a group of maids walked out from the gaps left by the dispersing onlookers.
Each of them held a glass bottle in their hand, filled with a colorful, unknown liquid.
The glass bottle had a pointed mouth but a large belly.
The maids held the bottom of the bottle with one hand and pressed down on the mouth with the other. A mist sprayed out from the bottle mouth.
The mist sparkled with all the colors of the rainbow under the sunlight. It was extremely beautiful.
Everyone was momentarily stunned.
Some of those standing closer unconsciously let their hands down. Their noses instinctively took in a breath of air.
"Hey... It smells so nice!"
The sour and stinky smell of the vomit had already been covered by this unknown delicate fragrance.
They were originally pushed to the front of the crowd and were in the position most severely affected by the stench. But now, with this magical fragrance covering it, they couldn't smell the stench at all.
They only felt the delicate fragrance lingering around their noses, which inexplicably improved their mood.
Hearing this, the crowd who had originally been so nauseated that they wanted to escape all stopped in their tracks.
They stood on tiptoe and looked ahead, then carefully left one nostril open and gently took a sniff.
This... smells... so... nice!
Everyone was immersed in this fragrant smell that made them feel happy and couldn't extricate themselves. They had already forgotten what had happened earlier.
Even Feng Jingye temporarily forgot to hold Feng Linyuan and Bai Zheng accountable.
He closed his eyes and tilted his head slightly. He obviously enjoyed it very much.
"Ugh—"
A sudden vomiting sound broke the silence on the scene.
The young girl beside Feng Jingye vomited again. She had taken the medicine the latest, so while the other injured people had already stopped, she still hadn't vomited to her heart's content.
Hearing the sound, the smile on Feng Jingye's face froze. He suddenly lowered his head and stared at Feng Linyuan fiercely.
"Do you think we're all fools? Vomiting out what you've eaten. What kind of miraculous medicine is that!"
These words brought everyone back to their senses. They couldn't help but look at the instigator of the incident—Feng Linyuan.
Feng Linyuan raised his eyes and glanced at him nonchalantly. "This marquis has never said that this is a miraculous medicine. Your Highness might have misunderstood."
"You!" Feng Jingye's eyebrows shot up in anger. He pointed at Feng Linyuan and Bai Zheng. "Didn't you claim that this was the medicine prescribed by your divine doctor and that it cost a thousand taels of gold per pill?"
Bai Zheng nodded. "This is indeed the special medicine made by Doctor Zhou. An ordinary person might not be able to buy it even if they offered a thousand taels of gold."
"Then you still say it's not a miraculous medicine?!" Feng Jingye was furious.
This time, Feng Linyuan and Bai Zheng both fell silent. They both had expressionless faces and looked at the agitated Feng Jingye with calm eyes.
It was as if they were looking at a fool.
Feng Jingye felt a chill run down his spine under their gazes. He seemed to have thought of something, and his breath caught in his throat.
Right. Who said that a medicine prescribed by a divine doctor and costing a thousand taels of gold per pill was a miraculous medicine?
From beginning to end, Feng Linyuan hadn't even explained anything to the crowd. He had just shown them the medicine, without even the intention of forcing them to take it.
Everything was just a show staged by him and Bai Zheng.
But everyone present had believed it to be true, which meant that Feng Linyuan didn't need to say a word, and they had rushed to swallow the medicine.
"How was your vomiting, everyone?" Seeing that the young girl finally stopped, Feng Linyuan finally spoke slowly.
The young girl no longer had the strength to speak. She really thought she was going to die this time. Her empty stomach felt like it was on fire, and her cheeks were burning with pain.
Her whole body was like a piece of torn cloth, lying limp on the straw mat. Her eyes were tightly closed, her face was deathly pale, and her whole body was motionless. Only her chest was heaving hard, which made people sure that she was still alive.
The onlookers looked at the situation in front of them, and their expressions were extremely complicated.
This time, the prestigious Marquis of Dingyuan had distributed the medicine to those injured people right in front of them.
Now that the injured people had taken the medicine, not only were their conditions not better than before, but they were even worse!
What did this mean?
Killing the witnesses in public?
Everyone's gazes were filled with doubt and condemnation as they stared at Feng Linyuan.
They saw Feng Linyuan gently pat Bai Zheng on the back, then let go of his hand. He turned around and paced up to the young girl. His ink - black eyes swept across the copper basin, and he smiled faintly.
"Longan, plums, pork, winter melon... Your lunch was quite good."
As soon as these words were spoken, the young girl lying on the ground suddenly widened her eyes.
The old woman beside her even stood up abruptly and stared straight at the copper basin.
She finally knew what was wrong!
She remembered that just now, Bai Zheng had carefully asked her in front of everyone what she had eaten today.
How had she answered then?
"What else could it be? Just some steamed buns and pancakes."
Steamed buns and pancakes? There was no sign of steamed buns or pancakes in what the young girl had vomited!
Although the things vomited from the stomach were all chewed up and unrecognizable, the difference between steamed buns, pancakes, and pork or longan was too great.
Even if the onlookers didn't have Feng Linyuan's perceptive eyesight, it didn't prevent them from immediately distinguishing that the vomit in the copper basin was definitely not steamed buns or pancakes.
Everyone cast their suspicious gazes at the old woman.
The old woman's face flushed red instantly. She completely lost the confidence she had when she was demanding debt from Bai Zheng earlier. Her eyes began to dodge, and she didn't dare to look anyone in the eye.
But Feng Linyuan didn't look at her.
He continued to pace slowly and walked up to the copper basins filled with the vomit of the other injured people.
"Pork, winter melon, plums... What a coincidence. You all ate exactly the same thing."
Feng Linyuan's voice was filled with surprise.
At this moment, there was an uproar on the scene.
All the people who had come to cause trouble and claimed that they had problems after eating the food from Bai Zheng's shop had actually eaten the same lunch?
Could there really be such a coincidence in the world?
Feng Jingye finally understood the purpose of Feng Linyuan giving them the emetic medicine. His eyes suddenly darkened, and there was a faint flame flickering in them.
"Hmm?" Feng Linyuan suddenly stopped in front of a copper basin. He stared at the things inside, then looked up at the corresponding injured person. "Didn't you say just now that you ate the orange - scented buns from the shop?"
The injured person had recovered a little by now. Hearing Feng Linyuan's question, his heart skipped a beat, and he slowly nodded.