Chapter 539

Chu Yunyao saw Bao'er's resentful and angry face, she couldn't help but curl her lips, and laughed: "I don't want to hear what she said, I just want to see if she took the medicine last night .”

Boa: "..."

Bao'er looked at the smile on Chu Yunyao's face, stood up, stomped her feet resentfully, "Miss Kui, you can still laugh, this Miss Cheng stayed in the mansion because of the young marshal, now she is dreaming They all called the young marshal's name.

If we can't see or hear, we can just pretend we don't know. This is a good time, and I'll ask you to come over here and give her a diagnosis and treatment in person. "

Bao'er looked around and found the butler who was huddled behind the old woman, and then pinched the butler's fat arm with her index finger and thumb: "You have lived such a long time, and half of your body has been buried in the ground. I don't believe you don't understand this bit of worldly sophistication.

You purposely called our lady over and stabbed her in the heart, right? "

Every time Bao'er uttered a word, the strength in her hands increased.

Although it's winter, the housekeeper is wearing a thick padded jacket, but it can't hold back Miss Bao'er's strength.

The housekeeper grinned in pain, and had no reason to refute, so he could only beg for mercy: "Miss Bao'er taught me that the old slave didn't want to invite the young lady to come here in person. After all, a human life can't just be buried in the young marshal's mansion. There's no way I have to do this.

Last night, the old slave went to Wangyue Pavilion to ask the young marshal..."

Bao'er was so angry that she went to pinch the butler again: "Our lady was seriously injured last night, and I'm not in the Young Marshal's residence, so why don't you go ask the Young Marshal for instructions?"

The housekeeper slapped himself a big mouth: "Miss Bao'er is right, the young commander also said the same..."

Seeing that Bao'er was getting more and more angry, Chu Yunyao said, "Okay, okay, the butler is quite old, and I can't help you bullying me like this, so save the old man some face."

Bao'er let go of her hand bitterly, still a little puzzled.

The butler was almost moved to tears, fortunately the young lady was open-minded and didn't care about him, but anyone who was as narrow-minded as Miss Bao'er would definitely lose his arm.

Miss Bao'er is usually very nice, knowledgeable, gentle and virtuous, but when it comes to matters related to the young lady, she is very delicate and fierce. No wonder the boys in the backyard like Miss Bao'er's beauty, but no one dares to approach her Boa girl.

After Chu Yunyao finished the examination, she straightened up and asked the woman standing behind her, "Who prepared the medicine prescribed by the doctor last night and gave it to Miss Cheng?"

The mother-in-law quickly replied: "The old slave cooked it himself and brought it to the bedroom."

Chu Yunyao nodded: "Did you feed her?"

The mother-in-law shook her head: "The medicine is a little hot, and Miss Cheng told me to drink it when I catch a cold, and let me go out."

The mother-in-law didn't know, so: "Young madam, is there any problem with the medicine?"

Chu Yunyao stood up and walked around the room, "There is nothing wrong with this medicine. I'm afraid Miss Cheng didn't drink the prescription for the symptoms."

The mother-in-law said: "Miss Cheng drank it, and I sat outside this bedroom, watching Miss Cheng while taking out the soles of my shoes. I heard Miss Cheng get up, and when I went into the room, the medicine in the bowl Not a drop left.

In the middle of the night, I heard her talking nonsense, and thought she was sweating, and when I went in, I saw that her face was flushed with fever, and her illness was getting worse..."

Chu Yunyao picked up the copper scissors used to cut the wick, poked a few times in the soil of the flower pot, picked up some soil, put it on the tip of her nose and smelled it: "This soil smells like medicine, and this flower probably won't survive. It's been a week."

Mother-in-law: "..."

housekeeper:"......"