Chapter 700 There is something in the soup (2)

Duan Yarong listened to Zhao Yulin's conversation with the doctor, and felt that the problem was on that pinellia, so she couldn't help but interjected: "Doctor, what is this pinellia? Does it have any effect on the body? Especially people like me Will there be any problem for pregnant girls like daughter-in-law and daughter if they eat that food?"

Hearing Duan Yarong's question, the old doctor's face darkened, and he patiently explained a few words: "Ma'am, this pinellia is a kind of Chinese herbal medicine. If it is mixed with some other Chinese herbal medicines, it can play a role in dispelling colds. But if you eat too much, especially if pregnant women eat too much, it will cause miscarriage.”

Duan Yarong and the others gasped immediately, and all their eyes focused on the stomachs of Zhao Youlin and An Yue.

Seeing everyone's reactions, the old doctor shook his head, glanced at the bowl of soup in his hand, and said seriously: "The pinellia in this bowl of soup is very strong, I think it's a very heavy dose, After drinking such a bowl, I am afraid that the young lady will not be able to keep the baby."

As soon as the old doctor said this, the complexions of several people became more and more ugly. Duan Yarong and Han Yichen each held An Yue's hand.

Han Yichen frowned and asked, "Do you feel uncomfortable?"

Although there was no expression on his face, there was a bit of worry in his eyes.

An Yue quickly shook her head: "I really don't feel uncomfortable, don't worry."

"How could you not be worried?" Before Han Yichen could answer, Duan Yarong had already rushed over and asked nervously, "Doctor, what should we do now? Yueyue just drank this soup, should she be sent to the hospital first?" Or do I need to do something first?"

The old doctor was startled, and quickly comforted him: "Don't worry, madam, I don't think the young madam is in trouble now, how much of this soup did she drink just now?"

"It's not much, just one bite. Afterwards, Yulin found out that there was something wrong with the soup, and the rest of the soup was overturned. The bowl in your hand belongs to Yulin."

Only then did the old doctor heave a sigh of relief, and said happily: "It's okay, it's okay, it's just that a sip of the medicine isn't very effective, it shouldn't have any effect. Thanks to the eldest lady for discovering the problem in this soup, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous."

They were also a little lucky to hear the old doctor say that.

"However, ma'am, where did this soup come from? Such a strong pinellia flavor doesn't seem like it's deliberately put down for a little seasoning? Generally speaking, even if you want to cook some pinellia soup to relieve phlegm, you shouldn't put it down. That's the right amount of weight."

Duan Yarong realized something was wrong, and said with a gloomy face, "I asked the pharmacist to open this soup to Yue Yue to nourish her body. I don't know why there are so many herbs in it."

Could it be... Could it be that the pharmacist had a problem?
The old doctor pondered: "It is common sense for all doctors to not prescribe such contraindicated medicinal materials to pregnant women, especially with such a heavy dose. Is the prescription that the pharmacist gave you still available? Bring it here. Show me?"

Upon hearing this, Duan Yarong quickly asked the maid at home to bring the list given by the pharmacist to the doctor for review.

The old doctor squinted his eyes and looked carefully several times, then said clearly: "Ma'am, there is no such medicinal herb as pinellia on this list."

Duan Yarong was stunned: "Since there is no one, how could it be in Yueyue's soup?"

"Mom, isn't it simple?" Zhao Yulin couldn't help but interjected when she heard this, and said with a sneer, "Someone tampered with Yueyue's soup. The purpose, you can see the effect of this medicine."

Duan Yarong's face turned pale. She thought that the home was a safe enough place for An Yue, but she didn't expect that it was just her wishful thinking. She didn't even know that someone had been placed in the home. The hostess, she is really dereliction of duty!
The atmosphere in the room suddenly became a little subtle, dead silent, like the calm before the storm.

Finally, someone broke the silence first, and the old man's crutches slapped the ground, obviously out of anger: "Come on!"

Hearing the old man's shout, Uncle Zhao rushed over quickly, and respectfully said: "Master, everyone in the kitchen has been controlled according to my uncle's order, and all the things in the kitchen are kept as they are, now..."

The old man narrowed his eyes dangerously, and said in a deep voice, "Bring me the pot of soup and everyone in the kitchen."

"Yes."

Uncle Zhao's hands and feet were very nimble, and it didn't take long for Zhao Youlin and others to see him walking over with a group of people.

Although the group of people didn't know what was going on in front of them, when they heard someone calling them over, and saw that the atmosphere in the room was a bit solemn at the moment, they vaguely guessed something unusual, and they all kept silent, not daring to overstep in the slightest .

The old man glanced at the group of people with sharp eyes, and said majesticly, "Where's the pot of soup?"

"Here it is, master." Uncle Zhao took the remaining half of the soup from the hand of the person next to him with a very winking look, and handed it to the old man.

The old man winked at the old doctor, the old doctor understood, stepped forward to check the pot of soup, and as expected, he fished out a few strings of boiled pinellia residues from the bottom of the soup.

"Old man, this is Pinellia."

With all the physical evidence in front of him, the old man couldn't believe it or not, his face suddenly darkened, he turned his head to look at the men and women with their heads down, and said coldly: "Who is responsible for this pot of soup?" ? Stand up for me!"

When the old man yelled, many people shuddered and looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

Seeing that no one came out to admit it, the old man's face darkened again, and he said coldly: "Who, who is the person in charge of the kitchen, stand up for me!"

As soon as the old man finished speaking, a middle-aged man took a step forward tremblingly, lowered his head and said, "Master, it's...it's me."

The old man squinted his eyes and looked at the man, pointed to the pot of soup in front of the doctor and said, "Who is in charge of cooking this pot of soup?"

The man is not an idiot either. Seeing that the old man was so angry, he imagined that the problem was in the pot of soup. He pondered for a moment and replied in a low voice, "Go back to the old man, Xiaowen from the kitchen is in charge of stewing this soup. Is there any problem?"

The old man ignored the man's question, but turned to look at the others: "Xiaowen? Who is Xiaowen? Stand up for me."

As soon as the old man said this, all the people in the kitchen looked in a certain direction.

Zhao Yulin and the others followed their gazes, and as expected, they saw a girl with a pale face.

(End of this chapter)

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