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Chapter 1291 If you make up too much, it will be troublesome

As the old saying goes, it's better to have hope than no hope.

Even if it takes a few years to get better, it at least shows that there is still hope for Su Jingyu's illness. As long as there is hope, Shangguan Wan'er will never give up.

After hearing Shangguan Wan'er's reply, Mo Wushang's lips rose slightly, and she suddenly found that Shangguan Wan'er was quite likable, but it's a pity...she might have paid her by mistake.

Because in Su Jingyu's eyes, Mo Wushang didn't see any special affection for Shangguan Wan'er, even when Shangguan Wan'er said these easily touching words, he didn't see any waves in Su Jingyu's eyes, Some are just polite humility.

"These matters are Jing Yu's business, so don't bother Miss Wan'er, and Miss Wan'er doesn't have to take this matter to heart, lest others know that Miss Wan'er is gossiping like this, Jing Yu will feel the same in his heart." I'm sorry.

What's more, I've been ill for many years, and I've already gotten used to it, everything will be fine as it is, there's no need to force it too much, Miss Wan'er really doesn't need to worry too much about this prince. "

"What are you talking about? Do you still need such a status with me? You know that I..."

Shangguan Wan'er stopped suddenly at this point, as if realizing something, quickly glanced at Mo Wushang and the others around her, and calmed down the obviously agitated emotions just now, before continuing to say: "You know that you With me, and Yue'er, the three of us have played together for a long time, we are good friends, how can I not care about your business... Or, you don't see me as a friend at all?"

In fact, strictly speaking, Shangguan Wan'er really played with Su Wanyue to the fullest, but as for Su Jingyu, she only played with the two of them once or twice occasionally, and with Su Jingyu's illness, there would be even fewer of them in the future.

"Sister Wan'er, Brother Huang didn't mean that. He must have said that because he didn't want you to worry too much. Don't be angry..."

Seeing Shangguan Wan'er's face turning blue and tightening, and suppressing anger, Su Wanyue, who was having fun with the little white mouse just now, hurried over to smooth things over and explain for her imperial brother.

Mo Wushang, who was watching all this quietly from the side, couldn't help but raise his brows, and didn't bother the three of them, but just reached out and asked Qinglian to bring a pen and paper, and wrote a few notes on the table beside him. The prescription was handed over to Qinglian and she explained it briefly.

But before Qinglian put away the prescription and asked people to go down to decoct it, Shangguan Wan'er, who was still a little unhappy in her heart, reached out and snatched it, held it in her hand and looked at it carefully.

"Miss Mo, I see that this prescription contains some common tonics, are these all enough?

I really don't need millennium ginseng, deer antler, saffron, cordyceps or something? "

Shangguan Wan'er looked at the most common medicines such as agarwood, angelica, bupleurum, white poria cocos, roasted licorice, and tangerine peel on the prescriptions, and she had some doubts in her heart.

"No need. Although the medicines you mentioned are good medicines for health, they also vary from person to person. Not everyone is suitable for using these great tonic medicines. If you overdo it, it will be troublesome!"

Mo Wushang's words are not scaremongering words. There are many people who have taken tonics to excess and finally died because of it. Mo Wushang is just telling the truth to Shangguan Wan'er.

It’s just that these things may not be imagined by ordinary people. They all think that the body will be better and better, but they have never thought that everything should be done in moderation.

(End of this chapter)