The pet career of Shaoqing of Dali Temple

Chapter 577 Collecting incense materials in this world, how long has the little girl been pregnant?
After listening to Dr. Zhong's words, Qing Moyan's breathing became stagnant.

Mu Bolun turned pale, "Why, how could this happen."

Ru Xiaonan started to scratch with both hands, pulling her hair.

Qing Moyan had no choice but to control her hand to prevent her from scratching herself.

"Xiao Nan, bear with it, don't scratch anymore, it won't look good if you scratch your face." Qing Moyan coaxed in a low voice, but sweat broke out on her forehead.

"Qing Moyan, my head hurts...it hurts..." Ru Xiaonan's voice was crying, "There are so many voices in my head, it seems to be exploding..."

Qing Moyan looked at Dr. Zhong, her canthus tearing apart, "Is there any way, come up with it quickly!"

Doctor Zhong shuddered when he yelled at him.

Usually, I always see Qing Moyan looking calm and calm, but this is the first time that he has shown his emotions like this.

"I... I can first use the circle to counteract the effect of the curse that Madam is in. Although it can't completely eliminate its effect, it can make Madam feel better."

"Then hurry up." Mu Bolun was also anxious.

Dr. Zhong hurriedly started preparing the magic circle.

Hearing Ru Xiaonan's painful screams from time to time in the room, Su Baitong couldn't help tightening his fingers outside.

"It would be great if I had an incense box at hand." She whispered to Ling Xiaotian, "Maybe it will come in handy."

Ling Xiaotian put his arms around her shoulders, "I'll ask Mu Bolun later, he should know where to get incense materials, you go take a shower first, and change your clothes."

Su Baitong's plain skirt was completely stained with Ru Xiaonan's blood.

Doctor Zhong was busy setting up the magic circle, and Ling Xiaotian knew that there would be nothing to do with them for the time being, so he took Su Baitong to the second courtyard.

Mu Bolun helped them prepare a lot of things, including clothes and daily necessities, but Su Baitong had just arrived in this world, so he didn't know how to use many things.

Ling Xiaotian could only go into the bathroom and teach her how to use the shower and bathtub.

If it wasn't for Ru Xiaonan's accident, Ling Xiaotian really wanted to take his wife to the bathroom once.

Su Baitong was a little depressed.

"After you make a list of the incense materials you need, the name of the incense materials in this world may be different from ours, and the writing method is also different. It may take some trouble, or it may not be complete." Ling Xiaotian was afraid that she would be disappointed when the time came, so he pretended not to care and reminded her.

After Su Baitong finished changing his clothes and went to the front yard with Ling Xiaotian again, Dr. Zhong had already arranged the magic circle.

The room was very quiet, and Ru Xiaonan's screams could no longer be heard.

"Has it worked?" Mu Bolun asked nervously.

"It should be." Dr. Zhong was sweating profusely.

Qing Moyan stood at the head of the bed, looking at Ru Xiaonan who had her eyes tightly closed on the bed, her face was bloodless.

"First control the sealing spell, the rest is easy to deal with the wound." Dr. Zhong prepared the trauma medicine and gave Ru Xiaonan another injection.

Qing Moyan noticed that when Dr. Zhong gave the needle, Ru Xiaonan didn't even react at all.

Ling Xiaotian stood at the door and watched, then pulled Su Baitong out.

"How is little girl?" Su Baitong asked.

"Sleep."

Su Baitong hesitated for a moment, "Do you want me to go in and take a look for her?" Although the things she knows are not medical skills, sometimes they are more effective than medical skills.

It's just that she has just arrived here, and everyone still doesn't understand her incense making skills, so it is inevitable that they will feel distrustful.

Ling Xiaotian thought for a while, "Let Mu Bolun prepare the incense materials first, and then we can talk about it. Even if you see something, if you don't have the incense materials in hand, you can't save people."

After Mu Bolun came out, he was called by Ling Xiaotian.

Looking at the list of incense materials listed by Su Baitong, Mu Bolun only felt that his head was overwhelmed.

"This... what kind of text is this?"

"Da Yan Country, which country did you and Qing Moyan belong to before?"

"Yexia Kingdom."

Several people were relatively silent.

How difficult it is to communicate.

Ling Xiaotian was also a little messy.

They have to translate the characters of Dayan Kingdom into Yexia Kingdom, and then translate them into modern languages.

Mu Bolun felt like he wanted to go crazy, and he had never heard of the names of some incense materials. Fortunately, Su Baitong has a calm temper, and his attitude has always been calm.

Very patiently explain to him the smell, shape, color, and what kind of fragrance material.

After some tossing, I saw that it was already dark outside.

"Oops, I forgot to order food." Mu Bolun sighed, "Xiaonan fell ill, we can't let Qing Moyan cook for us."

"Qing Moyan can cook?" Su Baitong was surprised.

In ancient times, men didn't even know how to enter the kitchen, let alone cooking.

"Yeah, but today he won't be in the mood to take care of our stomachs, I'd better go and order food."

Su Baitong glanced at Ling Xiaotian, "Why don't you...let me try it?"

"You do it?" Mu Bolun said happily, "Can you do it?"

He remembered that Ling Xiaotian said that he used to be the prince of the Great Yan Kingdom, and as an imperial concubine, he usually kept his fingers aloof.

"I will, but I won't use your kitchen utensils."

"Let Ling Xiaotian help you, he has been helping these few days." Mu Bolun put away the list of incense materials and went out to call and send someone to collect them.

Ling Xiaotian took Su Baitong to the kitchen.

Looking at those shiny kitchen utensils, the corners of Su Baitong's mouth suddenly twitched, revealing a slight smile.

"What's wrong?" Ling Xiaotian noticed the change in her expression and asked in confusion.

"Mu Boren said that all men in this world can cook?"

"Yes, that's what he said, so we usually come to help. There are no servants or servants here in the ancient house. We have to take care of everything by ourselves. If you are not used to it..."

Before he finished speaking, Su Baitong blocked his mouth with his hand.

"It's good." She raised the corners of her lips, and her eyes shone with silver brilliance, "It's really good, we can be together again..."

Even if she has to learn everything all over again, even if it makes her feel uneasy, as long as she can be with the person she misses, what difference does it make?

"I'll be in charge of cooking."

"I'll wash the vegetables for you." Ling Xiaotian rolled up his sleeves.

The couple looked at each other and smiled.

In the main room, after Dr. Zhong left, Qing Moyan wiped off the blood on Ru Xiaonan's body with a hot towel, and helped her change into clean clothes.

Ru Xiaonan leaned softly in his arms and never woke up.

Footsteps came from outside the door.

"Qing Moyan, dinner is ready." A smell of food wafted in.

Qing Moyan turned her head to look, only to see Su Baitong walking in and putting the food on the table.

"Xiao Nan also needs to eat some, so that the wound will heal quickly."

Qing Moyan didn't have any appetite at first, but after hearing this, he got up and came to the table.

"Little Nan is still awake?" Su Baitong asked.

Qing Moyan shook her head, looking at the food on the table, a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes, "You made it?"

"Well, I have never seen a lot of ingredients, and I don't know if they are made to suit the taste. You use them here, and I will feed my little one to eat some."

"No need." Qing Moyan said lightly, "I'll do it."

Su Baitong didn't insist anymore, and turned to look at Ru Xiaonan who was lying on the bed, his eyes gradually became empty, and he entered a state of nothingness...

Qing Moyan just picked up the bowl when Su Baitong suddenly said, "How long has my little girl been pregnant?"

With a sound of "crash", the bowl in Qing Moyan's hand accidentally dropped.

"You... what did you say?"

(End of this chapter)