The cannon fodder princess wants to do something again

Chapter 1117 Tired into a Dog (7)

Wanxin stepped forward, wanting to take care of the "patient" instead of Han Shushu.

"No, I'm a doctor. Xiaocao hurts so badly. How can I leave her and go away? You go back and report to Xiaocao that she is seriously ill. I have to take care of Xiaocao and I don't have time." Han Shushu Taking Xiaocao's pulse, he said softly, "Xiaocao, don't be afraid, I will always be with you."

Xiao Yuanbao sat aside and took a look, then shook his head.

Struggling to death, Han Shushu was too naive to fool Chu Mubai's old fox with this little trick.

Wanxin has no choice but to return to Yangxin Palace to return to life.

Not long after, Chu Mubai came to the South Courtyard.

Not only Chu Mubai, but also a group of people behind him, all of them are imperial doctors.

In addition to the imperial physicians and the imperial forest army, the originally empty south courtyard was overcrowded in an instant.

Seeing such a large group of people coming to the South Courtyard, Han Shushu swallowed hard.

What the hell is such a big battle, scaring her, a little commoner, who has never seen the world?
Xiaocao looked at the group of imperial doctors in front of the couch, and forgot to keep shouting for pain.She stared dumbfounded at the people in the room, and unconsciously poked Han Shushu's back.

Han Shushu slapped her hand away vigorously, obviously worried about how to solve Chu Mubai's big trouble.

"I heard that Xiaocao is not feeling well. You doctor can't get away. I brought all the best imperial doctors from the imperial hospital."

Chu Mubai's deep pupils looked directly at Han Shushu.

The meaning of this look is obvious.

Fit, keep fitting!
Han Shushu gave a dry laugh, obediently gave up his position, moved to Chu Mubai's side obediently, and said in a low voice: "Actually, I have cured Xiaocao just now, so you are a step late. After all, my Medical skills are here, aren’t they?”

Chu Mubai looked at Han Shushu with a smile or not.

In Han Shushu's opinion, this smile is really cheap!
"If I were you, I wouldn't be struggling needlessly. For you, I will waste money and people..."

Seeing Han Shushu wiping away his sweat, Chu Mubai's smile deepened.

"Dear friends, take a good look at the doctor. If there is something wrong with Xiaocao, you are the only ones to ask. According to my opinion, Xiaocao is really seriously ill. I can give her a few more needles." Putting this sentence aside, Chu Mu Bai came out of Shuzhai.

Han Shushu looked at the pale Xiaocao.

It's over, the good Xiaocao was stunned by her tossing something wrong.

"Xiaocao, please be sorry, I can't take care of myself, so you ask for more blessings." Han Shushu left this sentence, followed Chu Mubai disheartenedly, and left.

Along the way, Chu Mubai rode in a chariot, and Han Shushu was reduced to a little maid who accompanied him.

"The moonlight is good tonight." Chu Mubai's deep and sexy voice came from above her head.

Han Shushu looked up at the night sky. There was a crescent moon, but it had long hair and was covered by dark clouds. It was not bad.

"Han Shushu, I heard that you are talented and knowledgeable, so I just wrote a poem about the moonlight tonight." Chu Mubai's voice came again.

"If my poem is good, can I go back to the South Court to rest tonight?" Han Shushu asked expectantly.

Chu Mubai's brows jumped slightly, his noble eyes finally looked down on Han Shushu, and he replied with three neat words: "No!"

"I don't know how to write poetry!" Han Shushu immediately withdrew his smile.

"Then what do you know?" Chu Mubai pursed his lips lightly, his gaze fixed on Han Shushu's profile.

The faint moonlight reflected on her soft side face, beautiful and vivid.

The most vivid thing is her eyes. When her eyeballs are rolling, she knows that she is thinking wrongly.

(End of this chapter)