Chapter 1221 Death in a Bowl of Chicken Soup
Li Bushang suddenly opened his eyes and looked towards the door.
“Someone’s coming!”
Zhu Chengxuan was startled by him: "Huh?"
He also turned to look at the door, and sure enough, he heard footsteps coming and stopping at the door, and then there was a knock on the door.
"Hey guys, are you all awake?"
Zhu Chengxuan hurried over to open the door, only to see a young student standing at the door with a basket in his hand. He said, "The kitchen has prepared breakfast for you."
“…”
It turned out that they were here to deliver breakfast.
It was a false alarm.
Zhu Chengxuan breathed a sigh of relief. When he looked back, Li Bushan had closed his eyes again and was still leaning against the wall. But Zhu Chengxuan knew that he must not have slept that night because he could clearly see that his eyes were bloodshot.
I watched the student walk in, put the basket on the table, and take out the bowls and chopsticks inside. Breakfast was some simple porridge and vegetables.
Zhu Chengxuan walked up to Li Bushang and said, "Brother Li, come and have something to eat."
Only then did Li Bushang open his eyes.
He didn't say anything and walked to the table. Su Erjun and Xie Weisheng also came over from the other side.
The four of them still looked at each other with hostility.
It was also because of this hostility that Zhu Chengxuan felt like he was facing a formidable enemy last night. He almost did not sleep all night. At this time, he was already tired and sleepy. He just wanted to eat something to fill his stomach and then find a way to rest.
So the four of them picked up their bowls and chopsticks and started eating.
The young student also walked to the bed with a bowl, ready to feed Qian Xiuwen who was lying on the bed.
Originally, no one cared about this. After all, even if a person was seriously injured and unconscious, he still had to be fed soup and water, otherwise how could the injured person's body hold on? So, Zhu Chengxuan and the others just took a look and continued to eat their own food.
However, while eating, Zhu Chengxuan suddenly smelled a fragrance.
He frowned and looked up at the young student: "What did you give him to eat?"
Without even turning around, the student said, "What else could it be? Chicken soup. Knowing he was injured, the kitchen specially made chicken soup for him, hoping he would get better soon."
As he spoke, he scooped up a spoonful of chicken soup, blew on it, and carefully brought it to Qian Xiuwen's mouth.
At this moment, a hand suddenly reached out from behind and took the bowl and spoon from his hands. The student turned around and saw that it was Zhu Chengxuan who put down his half-eaten bowl and chopsticks and walked over. He smiled and said, "Here, let me do it."
"What are you doing?"
"He's a patient and unconscious now. He won't be able to eat if you feed him like this. It's just a waste. Let me do it."
The student frowned, obviously not quite believing him.
Zhu Chengxuan laughed and said, "Are you afraid that I will harm him? This chicken soup was made in your kitchen and you delivered it. If there is a problem, it's you who are at fault."
The student angrily said, "What problem will we have?!"
"That's it."
Just then, a student came from outside and called him, apparently asking him to do something. He looked at Zhu Chengxuan again, and after making sure that he could not do anything tricky, he turned and left.
As soon as he left, Zhu Chengxuan raised his neck and drank the chicken soup in the bowl.
"What are you doing?!"
Su Erjun and Xie Weisheng, who were eating at the side, saw this and hurried over. They saw that he had drunk up the chicken soup in the bowl.
The two of them were immediately furious: "What are you doing?"
"This isn't for you!"
Zhu Chengxuan blinked and looked at them. "Oh, I originally wanted to help him taste it, but - this soup tastes so good, I didn't pay attention and drank it all. I'm so embarrassed."
The two men were so angry that their faces turned blue, and Li Bushang had already walked over and blocked Zhu Chengxuan.
Zhu Chengxuan smiled and said, "It's just a bowl of soup. Don't be so angry. Just ask the kitchen to make it again."
“…”
The two men glared at him fiercely, but didn't say anything else. They turned around and left.
After they walked to the other side of the room and sat down, looking at them fiercely, Li Bushang turned around and looked at Zhu Chengxuan: "Master, what's going on?"
"nothing."
"Is there something wrong with the soup? Is it poison?"
Zhu Chengxuan looked up at him and smiled, "No, if there was a problem, I would have been poisoned to death."
"and you--"
"Although this soup doesn't contain poison, if this person drinks it, it will become poison."
"What?!"
Li Bushang was startled and frowned. Zhu Chengxuan glanced at Su Erjun and Xie Weisheng again, then said softly, "Chicken soup is fine, but he absolutely can't drink chicken soup for his illness."
"Could it be——"
"It's pathological," Zhu Chengxuan said softly. "He has this disease, so he has to avoid certain foods even on a regular basis. However, I see he's dressed simply, and doesn't look like a child from a wealthy family. I'm afraid he can't afford chicken soup on a regular basis, so he doesn't know this."
“…”
"And now, he's already in a coma. If we give him chicken soup again, it could kill him!"
“…”
Li Bushang frowned.
He looked at Qian Xiuwen on the bed, then at the empty bowl in Zhu Chengxuan's hand: "Then this bowl of chicken soup—"
That's a big problem.
Did they do it on purpose?
Zhu Chengxuan said: "I don't know if they did it on purpose. Maybe they have good intentions and want him to recover; but if -"
Having said that, he coughed lightly.
Of course Li Bushang also understood.
If not, then the person who came up with this idea must be extremely scheming and vicious.
The appearance of Su Erjun and Xie Weisheng made them almost unable to sleep the entire night. By this time, they were already sleepy and hungry. The kitchen happened to deliver food, so they were only concerned with eating and naturally lowered their guard.
But at this time, a bowl of chicken soup was served, which was fatal to Qian Xiuwen.
If Zhu Chengxuan did not have a sensitive nose and was not knowledgeable in medicine - more importantly, he was a prince, the King of Wei. Compared to these students, he had seen more intrigues and deceptions in the Prince of Yan's Mansion and in the harem, so he would not be able to control all of this without making a sound.
Otherwise, Qian Xiuwen would really die from this bowl of chicken soup.
Li Bushang glanced at Zhu Chengxuan.
A slight light flashed in those wolf-like eyes.
Zhu Chengxuan looked at him: "Brother Li, why are you looking at me like that?"
“…”
Li Bu Shang was silent for a while, then said: "It's nothing, you did very well."
Zhu Chengxuan laughed immediately.
Although Li Bushang was just a subordinate to him, he had rarely received praise and approval from others since he was a child. He could not get the affirmation from Zhu Feng, so the affirmation of others was also very important to him.
"But in this case—"
Zhu Chengxuan looked at him in astonishment: "What?"
Li Bushang said calmly, "Some people might be getting anxious."
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