Chunqin really came back.
But when she stepped into the room again, what was waiting for her was an empty bowl with even the medicine residue poured out, and a lady who had covered herself with a quilt and was ready to go to sleep.
Chunqin first glanced at the candied fruit in her hand, then picked up the medicine bowl and looked at it for a few seconds, muttering to herself:
Isn’t it that young lady is most afraid of suffering?
Why didn't you make a fuss and just took the medicine obediently today?
The doors and windows were closed, and the house was filled with an extremely strong smell of Chinese medicine.
Chunqin frowned slightly, put down the candied fruit in her hand, and walked towards the window, hoping to dispel some of the smell in the room. However, the closer she got, the more she felt something was wrong. The smell of medicine was too strong.
Ning Wan was naturally not asleep. Seeing Chunqin walking towards the window, she was thinking about how to get rid of her.
Xiao Qi knew the host's concerns and reminded him in time: [Don't worry, the male protagonist has left and will not be discovered by Chunqin.]
Hearing this, Ning Wan breathed a sigh of relief.
At this time, Chunqin had already discovered the potted plant that was filled with a bowl of medicine.
Chunqin swiftly picked up the wooden stick beside her and propped up the window slightly. She sighed helplessly in her heart: It seems that I still have to watch the young lady finish drinking the medicine.
While thinking, Chunqin still walked out obediently with the empty bowl.
"Miss, have you drunk yet?"
As soon as she returned to the small kitchen, she saw Luzhu who was also waiting. Seeing the slightly happy look on her face, Chunqin sighed: "You don't know what kind of temper the young lady has. She will never finish drinking it."
"In the time it takes me to take a piece of candied fruit, the medicine has been poured into the green radish, leaving not a drop or residue behind."
The smile on Lu Zhu's face froze instantly, the corners of his mouth straightened, his eyes firm: "It's okay, it's not a big problem, I'll make another bowl."
"No, you've made it, and the young lady is already asleep. We can't wake her up to drink the medicine, can we?" Seeing Luzhu preparing to make the medicine again, Chunqin hurriedly held her back:
"The young lady is still young and cannot withstand such torture."
Green Bamboo is good in every way except that he is a little too picky.
"But didn't the court doctor say..."
Luzhu and Chunqin were the maids in Ning Wan's room, so they naturally knew what the palace doctor had said.
Chunqin's hand tightened slightly, she glanced at the medicine bowl in her hand, and then thought of the young lady hiding under the quilt pretending to be asleep, and interrupted Luzhu's words: "Just this once."
"Tomorrow when the court doctor comes again, we will tell him the truth about this matter."
Lu Zhu thought about it and compromised: "...Okay."
That night, some people had no dreams, while others tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.
After returning to the guest room in the dark, Shen Jingwen lay on the bed. Thinking of the bowl of medicine that had been poured out, his hands tightened slightly: Was he discovered? Or was it just a coincidence?
On the other hand, the Zhou residence was already in chaos. Fearing that the hospital doctors could not cure the patient, they invited the best doctors in Rongping County to see the patient overnight.
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Three days later, Ning Wan, who had been lying in bed for several days, said she was unwilling to lie down any longer and walked out of the room without hesitation.
"Miss, it's very windy outside. Why don't you put on another piece of clothing?"
At this time, Ning Wan was sitting in the pavilion in the yard. Hearing Chunqin say this, he looked out of the pavilion and glanced at the white shadow spread on the ground.
It is no exaggeration to say that it is so hard that even an egg can be half-cooked.
"Chunqin, I fell from a mountain, not from the water, so I didn't catch a cold. If you put on more clothes in this weather, your young lady will get a heat rash."
After two or three days of recuperation, Ning Wan's complexion was no longer as pale as before, but became much rosier, and the bruises on her body had mostly healed.
At this time, Luzhu also came over with a bowl of medicine. After putting it on the table, he took the slightly heavy coat from Chunqin's hand, folded it slightly with both hands, and placed it on the stone bench beside him.
"Although there's wind, it's still unusually hot today, and the sun is extremely scorching."
"If the young lady isn't cold, forget it. Don't let her get too hot."
Seeing Lu Zhu bring a bowl of medicine, Ning Wan didn't say anything, but just silently shifted her gaze, "I wonder what food the kitchen has prepared today, why don't you go and take a look?"
[Host, there is no problem with the medicine this time.]
Like the previous times, after testing the medicine in front of him, Xiao Qi told the host the results.
Ning Wan felt slightly relieved, but didn't show it. She just looked at the two people in front of her with a little anticipation.
Luzhu and Chunqin looked at each other, and then they shook their heads without hesitation: they would never fall for the same trick again.
"Miss, if you really want to know, why not drink the medicine? You will know after Lu Zhu returns the medicine bowl."
Worried that Ning Wan might find another excuse, Chunqin quickly pulled out a small bag of preserved fruit from the cloth bag around her waist. "Yes, Miss, drink the medicine first. The preserved fruit is ready. The medicine won't taste good if it gets cold."
Now that things have come to this, there is no reason for Ning Wan to refuse.
Just after she finished drinking the medicine and put the bowl down, she saw a familiar-looking figure out of the corner of her eye. She vaguely guessed something and looked up.
As expected, at the corner of the corridor was the man who had watched her die without saving her and then wanted to kill her to silence her - Shen Jingwen!
If she hadn't been sure that the two families had no feud going back eighteen generations, she would have thought she was playing the role of the daughter of the male protagonist's enemy.
At this time, Shen Jingwen had already taken off his cloth clothes and put on a gorgeous brocade dress. He wore a pair of brand new black boots. His long hair was tied up high and a crown was fixed on his head with a wooden hairpin.
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