The male god of fast wear can't run

Chapter 466 I have green plums, bamboo horses are not as good as cooking wine (40)

Gu Nanqing put away the umbrella, and the water droplets scattered all over the ground. She raised her eyebrows and her eyes were still so indifferent that no one could see her emotions.

"Is this medicine for Prince Rui?" Gu Nanqing took the medicine bowl from Steward Xu's hand very naturally, put it under her nose and sniffed it lightly, and couldn't help frowning.

Steward Xu asked worriedly: "It's the prince's medicine, what's wrong?"

"After I go in and see the lord, I will make a new list, and then I will cook the medicine according to the order." Gu Nanqing didn't explain, and just stepped into the inner room.

Seeing the man lying on the bed frowning tightly, his lips were dry, and his complexion very ugly, she couldn't help frowning.

Going forward to feel the pulse, he couldn't help blurting out: "This is not an ordinary high fever, the prince is poisoned."

The butler was shocked, and his whole body froze in place: "Poisoning? How is this possible? The prince didn't eat or drink that day, and the imperial doctor didn't mention the poisoning at all."

"Chronic poison, the prescription is unique. Ordinary people naturally can't see the problem." Gu Nanqing said indifferently, without stopping the movement of her hands, checking Jing Yanrui neatly.

"Is there a way to cure it?"

Gu Nanqing got up and found a pen and paper, wrote a prescription and handed it to Butler Xu: "This is a prescription, hurry up and get the medicine to stay up late. In addition, ask someone to bring a jar of strong wine."

Butler Xu responded immediately, and at the same time made up his mind to thoroughly investigate the people in the mansion.

Since it is a chronic poison, it should be the medicine given by the people in the mansion.

As soon as Butler Xu left, Gu Nanqing first poured a bowl of water for Jing Yanrui, after all, her lips were already so chapped that she couldn't stand it.

And Jing Yanrui, who was in a coma, couldn't swallow at all, Gu Nanqing frowned, pressed some acupoints, and asked him to open his lips to drink the glass of water.

Then he took out the silver needle that he brought with him and started to detoxify.

This kind of poison prescription is very complicated, and it is not likely to be discovered by people, but the method of detoxification is relatively simple, just apply acupuncture.

Of course, this is simply aimed at Gu Nanqing, because it is necessary to find the exact acupoints and apply the needles in a fixed order.Needle action should be fast, but also to control the depth and time of penetration.

Jing Yanrui woke up drowsily, and saw the corner of his lips being pulled at the corner of his mouth as he was being given an injection.

"Could it be that I can only see you in dreams in this life?" His voice was weak.

Gu Nanqing didn't dare to stop the movements of her hands, but the meaning of what Jing Yanrui said just now was reflected in her mind.

Did he think he was dreaming, that he often dreamed of her?
Jing Yanrui raised his hand to touch her, but at the critical moment of acupuncture, Gu Nanqing slapped his hand away.

"Don't make trouble!"

Jing Yanrui really seemed to be overwhelmed by him, so he stopped talking.

And Gu Nanqing didn't care, he just breathed a sigh of relief after the injection was finished, and saw Jing Yanrui's appearance.

Jing Yanrui didn't say a word, and stared at himself closely with those moist and dark eyes.Her lips were tightly pursed, and she had just drank water, but she was much more bloody than before.He didn't have the sharp or arrogant aura of the past.

This way he took off his strong appearance, but he looked a little soft and weak, with a huge contrast and cuteness, which easily made people feel protective.

Gu Nanqing said that the sick Jing Yanrui was cuter.

"How do you feel now?" Gu Nanqing asked.

Jing Yanrui tilted his head, and it took him a long time to utter a single word: "Thirst."

When Gu Nanqing turned around, a light flashed in Jing Yanrui's eyes, and he pinched himself fiercely, obviously trying to figure out whether it was reality or a dream.

(End of this chapter)