The Most Spoiled Medical Concubine

The elder didn't recognize the sarcasm in his words. He said helplessly: "Wendong, I'm your grandfather after all. Can you stop me from talking in a strange way? You know I can't stop him at all."

Xuanyuan Wendong didn't say a word, but drank the ginseng soup slowly. In recent days, his health is getting better and better. He can try to walk back and forth for a few steps, and he has no asthma.

The elder is very happy with his change, and always feels that if he gets better, maybe he can turn over.

Just when he was daydreaming, he suddenly saw Xuanyuan Wendong shaking his hand and the soup bowl fell to the ground.

The elder said in a hurry, "come on, clean up quickly."

Xuanyuan Wendong but Ningmei interrupted him: "grandfather, I don't want to see outsiders now."

Da Changlao's face was stiff, and he expected Ai Ai's explanation: "Wendong, you are well now. You don't have to worry about it. Besides, you are all servants, and you will never chew your tongue."

Xuanyuan Wendong still didn't agree and looked at him indifferently: "grandfather, I can only trouble you to clean it yourself."

The elder looked down at the mess on the ground. Knowing that he was eccentric, he didn't persuade him any more. He had to go to one side and pick up something to clean.

Just as he came to Xuanyuan Wendong, he saw that he stepped on the broom.

"Wendong, what are you doing?" The elder looked at him puzzled.

Xuanyuan Wendong narrowed his eyes and smile: "you'd better pick up those fragments with your hands? What if the broom doesn't clean up? "

At this time, the elder finally understood that the grandson was trying to embarrass him. He was puzzled and even annoyed. It was clear that he had provided him with a living heart. Why did he have to deal with him?

Xuanyuan Wendong seemed to see through his mind, and his tone suddenly became a little resentful: "grandfather, have you forgotten? I'm the only one you can rely on now. "

If the elder is struck by lightning, he suddenly wakes up. Yes, he wants to regain his rights and become the owner of Xuanyuan villa again. The only thing he can rely on is his grandson who has gradually recovered.

Thinking of this, he had to squat down and pick up the pieces of porcelain on the ground.

Xuanyuan Wendong saw that moment when he bent over, a strange ferocity flashed through his eyes.

He pushed out his hands, and the unprepared elder threw himself on the ground. The sharp pieces pierced his skin and flesh in an instant, and he screamed in pain.

"Grandfather, what's the matter with you?" Xuanyuan Wendong looks innocent and reaches out to help him up.

The elder relies on him and wants to stand up, but he doesn't know why. He suddenly lets go and throws him down, so that the fragments stab deeper. The blood instantly stains his clothes and flows down the corner of his clothes.

Shocked, he looked at the harmless grandson in front of him and asked in a trembling voice, "Wendong, why are you doing this to me? What did I do wrong? "

After being reprimanded by him, Xuanyuan Wendong seemed to recover quickly. When he saw him lying in front of him covered with blood, his face suddenly changed: "grandfather, what's the matter with you? Why is it covered with blood? "

The elder was confused by him. Even if he was in great pain, he couldn't care. He clenched Xuanyuan Wendong's wrist and said, "why did I become like this? Don't you know?"

Xuanyuan Wendong quickly supported him on the chair, and then anxiously cleaned the wound for him.

The elder's eyes are full of doubts. He just deliberately calculated him, but now he pretends to be worried. Which one is the real Xuanyuan Wendong?

After hesitating for a long time, he finally broke the silence and said, "Wendong, grandfather asked you, just now you really don't remember what happened?"

Xuanyuan Wendong shook his head: "I don't remember. I just feel a trance. When I wake up again, you have been injured."

After hearing this, the elder can't help but take a breath. It seems that he is right. Xuanyuan Wendong's illness has been cured, but his brain has problems again.

He anxiously ordered: "come on, please get a doctor."

When the doctor came, he first treated the elder's wounds. The wounds on his body were really troublesome. The fragments were everywhere. It took a lot of time to clean them up.

After some tossing, the elder waved his hand weakly: "it's almost OK. You'd better feel Wendong's pulse first to see if there is anything wrong with him."

The doctor felt his pulse according to his words, but he didn't find anything wrong. After much deliberation, he respectfully replied: "the eldest son is recovering very well. There's nothing different. Please rest assured."

How can the elder rest assured? He pointed to Xuanyuan Wendong's head and said, "what about him here? Is it the same? Why are you in a trance all the time, just like a changed person? "

The doctor really couldn't think of any reason, so he had to say, "maybe it's caused by overwork. If you have more rest, you'll get better."

"Really?" The elder doesn't seem to believe it.

The doctor nodded heavily: "originally, the eldest son was a little weak. Now even if he is cured, he still needs to rest for a long time. If he is a little, he can prescribe some soothing and nourishing prescriptions and take them on time."

The elder still doubted his words, but he couldn't think of any other way. He had to tell the doctor that he must use the best herbs to decoct Xuanyuan Wendong.

After the wounded elder left with the doctor, Xuanyuan Wendong finally showed a ferocious smile on his face. He raised his lips and said, "old man, I said I would never let you have a good time if I wanted revenge."

At this time, another voice immediately rang out: "OK, enough is enough. Hurry back. I have a big thing to do."

Then, Xuanyuan Wendong became another appearance, and the original Xuanyuan Wendong had to be squeezed aside and fell asleep.

As night falls, the whole Xuanyuan villa is unusually quiet, but song Qingqing can't sleep. She is reading the details of tomorrow's banquet again and again under the candlelight.

A moment later, she frowned at Xiao Yu and said, "if you are dark childe, what will you do tomorrow?"

Xiao Yu thought seriously for a while and then said, "of course, to kill those aristocratic family leaders, as long as they are allowed to die in the banquet hall of Xuanyuan villa, then the four elders and the four CHILDES will be involved, and they will never turn over."

Song Qing nodded and asked, "there are many ways to kill people. Which one would you choose?"

Xiao Yu paced back and forth in the room. She murmured: "the defense outside is tight, so the killer can't rush in. As for poisoning the food, I'm afraid this move can't work, because all the dishes are in the charge of the master, and there's no chance to poison."