Chapter 4491

Zhuang Xiaoyu just glanced at the nurse without explaining too much, and said: "Nurse, no matter what I do, I have my reasons.

If I really have a child, it will be a sin from the moment he is born, it is better not to have it from the beginning. "

The nurse vaguely sensed that there was a rift between the young lady and the uncle, especially after Yu Sui's death, the rift was getting bigger and bigger, but she didn't dare to disobey Zhuang Xiaoyu's order and went to find Dr. Zhong.

The smell of the medicine was so strong that it soon alarmed Qin Wuyan.

After all, since Yu Sui's death, the guards in this courtyard have become stricter, and any disturbance about Zhuang Xiaoyu will be immediately heard by Qin Wuyan.

I heard that she asked the nurse to invite Dr. Zhong, and brought back a pack of medicine to boil.

Qin Wuyan twirled the calluses on his fingers that had been honed from holding the sword for many years, and asked, "Madam is sick? Has the witch doctor routinely checked Madam's pulse?"

"The witch doctor passed by, but Madam said that everything is fine and she refused to feel the pulse."

Qin Wuyan: "..., is everything okay?"

Since everything was fine, why did she still have to boil the medicine? Before she left just now, she still had the heart to quarrel with herself, and her body was not weak.

A thought that shouldn't have flashed through his mind like lightning, Qin Wuyan threw away the Langhao pen in his hand, stood up and rushed out.

He hurried all the way into Zhuang Xiaoyu's courtyard, and went straight to Zhuang Xiaoyu's bedroom.

The door was kicked open, and it was Zhuang Xiaoyu holding a bowl of concoction to his lips, about to enter.

Seeing Qin Wuyan barging in suddenly, Zhuang Xiaoyu not only didn't put down the medicine bowl, but in a hurry, he picked up the bowl of medicine and poured it down his throat.

Qin Wuyan didn't have time to stop it, the jade pendant in his hand flew out and hit the back of Zhuang Xiaoyu's hand, Zhuang Xiaoyu's fingers were numb, the medicine bowl in his hand fell to the ground with a bang, the hot soup splashed all over the ground .

The bowl of medicine was too hot, Zhuang Xiaoyu only had time to swallow a small mouthful.

Qin Wuyan had already swept in front of her like a gust of wind, his palms grabbed her neck, forcing her to spit out the medicine she had swallowed.

There was bloodthirsty ruthlessness in the man's voice: "What did you drink?"

Zhuang Xiaoyu was forced to vomit a few times, spat out some of the medicine she had swallowed, her face was flushed from vomiting, snot and tears came out, and she looked extremely embarrassed.

Qin Wuyan couldn't bear it, so he slowly let go of her, and took a handkerchief to wipe her face.

Zhuang Xiaoyu picked up the tea and took several sips in a row until the bitter taste in his mouth faded, and he said angrily: "It's just some tonics, Qin Wuyan, don't you want to take care of this matter?"

The room was filled with the smell of traditional Chinese medicine, Qin Wuyan's eyes were red: "Xiao Yu, you tell me this is a tonic?"

Although he is not proficient in pharmacology, he also knows some medical skills.

Zhuang Xiaoyu turned around and turned her back to him: "It will not be a medicine that is harmful to my body."

Seeing Zhuang Xiaoyu's refusal to confess, Qin Wuyan said coldly, "Call some witch doctors over."

Zhuang Xiaoyu: "..."

The soup was all spilled, calling the witch doctor was useless, Zhuang Xiaoyu lowered his head, too lazy to say anything.

Qin Wuyan said again: "Call Doctor Zhong over here too."

After a while, the three witch doctors and Dr. Zhong entered the bedroom.

Qin Wuyan kicked the broken pieces of the medicine bowl, "What ingredients are in this medicine juice?"

Several witch doctors looked at each other, stepped forward at the same time, dipped a little of the remaining medicinal juice on the edge of the medicine bowl, put it in their mouths, tasted it, and said: "This medicinal juice is cold in nature, and there are three lentils in it. , safflower, zedoary and musk, etc., it should be the soup of avoiding seeds..."