Evil Doctor and Savage Woman: Taming a Snake as a Husband

Chapter 71 Ancient Women, How Sad!

This made me startled, I hurriedly put away the bit of poison in my hand, found a place where no one would find out, put it away honestly, and went out.

"what happened?"

"Ce Fujin kept saying that he was weak after eating at night, and just now he suddenly said that his stomach hurts. We didn't see well, so we hurried to call Fujin!"

"I'll go and have a look." I lifted my skirt and trotted into her room.

Sure enough, he saw Jiang Yurong lying on the bed, tossing and turning with thin sweat on his face, it really looked like something happened.

"Yurong?" I called her, and then quickly sat beside her bed.

"Sister..." Jiang Yurong was still not confused, and knew to respond to me, and then hurriedly held my hand: "Where is the prince?"

"He...he'll be here in a while." I blinked and saw that Jiang Yurong's face was pale, but her brows, eyes and forehead were clear, obviously not a serious illness, so I held her wrist instead, and told me by the way: "Come on." The prince came over and said that her Fujin was ill."

The little maids quickly agreed, and went to the study to find Han Moyu, who was worried about the water, while I pinched Jiang Yurong's wrist and secretly pinched his pulse.

The pulse condition is calm, slightly agitated, and the heart fire is a little bit more, the slight fire that can be subdued by drinking more herbal tea.

But yes, now that she has a child, she can't drink too much cold air, but it doesn't make her fuss like this.

The only possibility is that she took this opportunity to make trouble for a while, just wanting Han Moyu to see her more.

It is true that Han Moyu and his clone haven't been to Jiang Yurong very much these days, so it's no wonder that she is a little unhappy and wants to use such behavior to please her.

There is nothing wrong with it, I just want to see my husband.

It's just that I feel a little uncomfortable in my heart. If in modern society, monogamy, such a situation would never happen.

So those women who fight in the house and palace are also poor people who are forced by fate to have nowhere to go.

Who wants to fight back and forth?Not to mention the waste of brain cells, but you may also involve yourself in it at any time... The only reason is to ask for a word or two of concern from your own man.

Not long after, Han Moyu came over, looking very anxious, and was taken aback when he saw me standing at the door.

"Are you all right?"

"What's the matter with me?"

"..." He frowned, and then his eyes changed obviously: "Then let the maid tell me that Fujin is ill."

"Jiang Yurong is also your Fujin."

"..."

Han Moyu turned and entered the room, looked at Jiang Yurong who was gasping for breath in pain, asked a few words, and then told him to go out and find a doctor to come to the house to have a look.

The doctor came to take a look, and the pulse was similar to the one I got, and he told me to prescribe some anti-abortion medicine. I saw that it was a prescription for calming the nerves and dispelling the fire, not as strong as herbal tea.So he just chuckled and didn't say much.

After sending the doctor away, Jiang Yurong was sticky again for a while, and I still feel sad seeing her gentle and gentle appearance.

But that guy Han Moyu is really a cold-blooded animal, he had a warm look on his face one second, and he confessed when he came out the next second.

"Quickly settle the matter and send her back to her own yard." After finishing speaking, she hurried back, presumably very annoyed.

I looked at Jiang Yurong's room, then at Han Moyu who led the people away, and sighed helplessly.

Early the next morning, I got into the back kitchen and made a big bowl of soup, which was full of medicine, which would make her sleep for two or three days with a bad complexion like I did last time.

Before eating, I drank the antidote, and after that, I gulped down a big bowl, and then poured a bowl for myself and Jiang Yurong each.

"Come on, Yurong, I made the soup myself! It's delicious, try it!"

Jiang Yurong took the job bowl and smiled softly: "Okay, I'll try it."

I watched Jiang Yurong drink those things, and I felt at ease in the bottom of my heart.

In fact, pinching at this point is the best. Even if she has any discomfort, she had symptoms before she came to my yard. She also said that she provoked evil spirits, which even picked me out.

Sure enough, after a while, Jiang Yurong's complexion became worse and worse, and her face was as pale as her aunt who had been here for half a year.

"Go back to the house and rest for a while?" I looked at her pretending to be concerned: "You are very sleepy like this, didn't you sleep well last night?"

"That's right... I didn't sleep all night." She breathed a sigh of relief: "Then I'll go back first, sister eat slowly."

With the help of the maid, Jiang Yurong quickly returned to her room. When I calculated that the time was almost up, the maid in her room called out.

"It's not good! Fujin! It's not good! Our side Fujin passed out!"

After hearing this, I hurried out the door in a panic: "Quick! Take me to see it! Cuiyan! Call the prince!"

A group of people rushed to Jiang Yurong's room, and I took a look, um, he was fast asleep. I didn't sleep well a few days ago, so it's not bad to have a sweet dream right now.

Han Moyu came in a short while. According to our previous plan, he showed a very nervous look, and then urgently asked the imperial physician in the palace to see him.

The imperial physician was an old man, wearing a dark blue medical gown, elegant and breezy, and then naturally, with the mentality of curing the disease with medicine, he would definitely save Fujin and let the prince rest in peace.

But after the pulse was pinched, the old man began to look a little nervous.

Seeing his expression, I knew that my chances of winning were much better, so I breathed a sigh of relief and blinked at Han Moyu.

Sure enough, the old man pinched his pulse for a long time, and finally knelt tremblingly.

"My lord, Fujin's symptoms came suddenly, and there are a lot of miscellaneous diseases in his body. The old minister has to go back and find a few senior brothers for a long-term plan."

"A long-term plan?" Han Moyu had a sneer on the corner of his mouth. Facing outsiders, he seemed to be stingy with a smile: "Call all the best doctors in your imperial hospital! If you can't cure it, I will ask your whole family to give it to me." The eldest son pays for his life!"

"Yes, yes, yes..." The old man shook immediately, and knelt down in a fluttering voice: "Old minister, I'm going back now!"

Afterwards, the old man trembled as if he was riding a donkey, and ran out of Prince Ningshuo's mansion.

I patted Han Moyu: "You are really evil."

"Is there?"

"Yes." I covered my lips and smiled, thinking to myself, I'm really just like those royal nobles on TV, who will make people lose their heads at every turn.

But then Han Moyu explained: "If you don't scare him, what should he do if he is really cured in a while? In this way, they don't dare to treat him without full certainty."

"Yes, yes, you are the smartest."

Looking left and right, no one was around, I just looked at Han Moyu's attractive thin lips and couldn't help but pounce on him, kissing him for a while before letting go.

But Han Moyu didn't let go of me, I've chewed it... In his place, his wrists were tightly wrapped like the tail of a big snake in normal times. After teasing my lips and teeth for a while, I was limp and gone again. Spirit.

"Huh—!" After letting go of me, I barely felt myself alive: "What are you doing for so long..."

"Isn't it exciting?"

I looked at Jiang Yurong who was lying next to me, and chuckled: "Pervert, kiss the little wife in front of the eldest wife."

Han Moyu froze for a moment, then suddenly smiled, rubbing his palms on my butt and asked back.

"Who is the little wife?"

I taught him the word wife. I told him that I have met many strange people and strange things in the past six years, so I have learned a lot of new words, so sometimes I always say strange things to me. Now he I can gradually understand.

"I'm the little wife." I counted with my fingers confidently: "First of all, I was the last to enter the door. Secondly, haven't you heard a common saying?"

"what?"

"The first wife is smelly, the second wife is fragrant, and the youngest wife can make soup when she pisses."

"..." Han Moyu listened carefully at first, but at the end he was suddenly embarrassed and helpless.

"Don't show me that dead face." I pinched his handsome face and threatened: "Do you think you like me the most?"

"Yes, yes... I like you the most." Almost as powerless as the old doctor just now, I feel that Han Moyu is dumbfounded now.

"That's right!" I happily kissed him again, and after the two of us lingered for a while, the imperial physician brought a large number of imperial physicians.
I couldn't help but burst out laughing just looking at the row of gray-haired, stooped old people... This really brought all the second-hand goods from the bottom of the box!
I don't know if there is any real ability to see that I have done something wrong?

(End of this chapter)