Chapter 79: Feeling out of control
"Wunixiang is very important to me. If you are willing to tell me where Wunixiang is, your wife's illness can be cured, and you can return to Miaojiang."
Xin Hongying walked towards the door with an upright figure, but refused to give up.
"Think about it carefully. I'll come again tomorrow."
In the yard, the doctor invited by Xin Hongying was taking Fang Niang's pulse, and the two girls were standing behind Fang Niang.
One of them supported her wrist, and the other spoke to her in her ear.
The picture looks very harmonious.
"Mr. Kang, you have finished your conversation." Fang Niang coughed lightly and looked behind him following his tall figure, but did not see Chef Miao coming out.
Xin Hongying nodded distantly but politely, then turned to the doctor and asked, "How is it?"
The doctor withdrew his fingers from taking the patient's pulse, frowned, and spoke with a hint of anger.
"This woman's body was damaged. She was overly sad after giving birth, and she was depressed. She barely took care of herself and overworked herself. Her essence and blood were almost drained out. She is truly too weak."
Chef Miao wiped the tears from his eyes, composed himself and went out. Just then he heard what the doctor said, and he felt even more upset.
Tears welled up in her slightly red eyes again, "Fang Niang, it's all my fault. I made you suffer."
Fang Niang put on a weak smile and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with her fingers. "It's all over, why are you crying again?"
Seeing that they were still in love, the doctor's frown relaxed.
"Luckily, my wife has a good foundation, and she has been nourishing her body with food recently. Otherwise, she would have to stay in bed every day. I will prescribe some medicine for her to take good care of her."
His expression was somewhat complicated. Chef Miao hugged Fang Niang and said gratefully, "Thank you, doctor. Can Fang Niang's coma be cured?"
"What? And there are symptoms of drowsiness."
The doctor paused writing a prescription, frowned, and looked at him with a condemning look: "Your health is so depleted. It seems the dosage needs to be adjusted."
The girl Fang Niang called Yi Han gave Xin Hongying a playful smile, as if she had forgotten her rudeness when she closed the gate just now.
She put away the hostility hidden deep in her eyes and said gratefully, "Master Kang is really a good man. He even found a doctor for Sister Xiaofang."
"I almost mistook you for a bad person and locked you out." She tapped her head with her fingers, looking annoyed.
"I guess you came to see Brother Miao late at night because there must be something important. Tell us and see if we two sisters can help."
Xin Hongying took the opportunity to ask, "Who is this girl...?"
Yi Han smiled gently, and with that playful little face, it was easy to let people down their guard: "We two sisters were in trouble, and we were lucky to be taken in by Sister Xiaofang. My name is Yi Han, and this is my sister Bai Feng."
Bai Feng stood tall and straight, said nothing, and nodded coldly.
Xin Hongying hid his purpose without leaving any trace.
The doctor finished his consultation, received the fee, and left. Xin Hongying also left Chef Miao's yard and walked alone on the wide street.
The purse at his waist moved without a breeze. Xin Hongying whispered, "No one is here right now."
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Shen Tingyu showed his puzzled little head: "Just now, did you hear it? That sound of patting the back."
Xin Hongying naturally knew what she was talking about and nodded. "It sounded at the same time as the cough, as if it was deliberately blocking it."
“Damn it!” Shen Tingyu clapped her hands vigorously, feeling a little regretful: “He was just about to say it, but was stopped by someone.”
"Is it Fangniang who is trying to stop it? Does she also know the whereabouts of Wu Nixiang?"
"It's still those two girls who are trying to stop them. They suddenly appeared beside Chef Miao and they came here in distress. Their identities are really suspicious."
"Are they here for Wu Ni Xiang just like you?"
The identities of the two women were mysterious, and Shen Tingyu could only guess.
"Fang Niang doesn't know, so we still need to test it." Xin Hongying said coldly.
"But both of them are hostile to me, and this hostility comes in a strange way." Xin Hongying walked away slowly, with a hint of viciousness in his eyes.
"We need to find out their identities. If..."
"Don't...!" Shen Tingyu pressed her small hands on his abdominal muscles without much reaction. Because she had touched him so many times, she was already used to it. Her mind was filled with the only thought of stopping the murderous intent in his heart.
"Maybe they just don't like you. Don't kill them just because of a glance. Be careful not to be controlled by the insect again. We'll find another way tomorrow."
Hearing this, Xin Hongying suppressed the thoughts that were about to stir in her heart, "You're right."
"Tomorrow..." Xin Hongying pondered for a moment, "Tomorrow is the last day of the competition for the Manhualou Specialty Menu."
"Maybe tomorrow we can find a way to pry open his mouth."
Shen Tingyu was curious: "Are you going to help him?"
Xin Hongying smiled faintly and said nothing.
The day when the final result of the famous menu dispute was announced was extremely heated. The streets near Manhualou were crowded with people, which was not much different from the day when General Luo entered the city victoriously.
As a result, the shops on this street became very popular. The shop owners nearby wished that the activities at Manhualou could last a few more days so that more people could join in the fun. It was simply an effortless way to make money.
Countless people who used their meal money to vote with sincerity had already secured their seats. The lobby of Manhualou was packed with people, and there was almost no space left for feet.
The owner of Manhualou was sitting alone on the stage in the lobby, with two big drums behind him.
The edges of the wooden drum are different colors, one red and one blue, creating a contrasting color.
The shopkeeper cleared his throat, picked up his drumstick, and then, in classic suspense, asked, "Which one, the red version of the Dragon Entering the Sea or the blue version of the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain Ice Cream, will make it onto the menu?"
In the private room on the second floor of Manhualou.
"Your Majesty, did you help him?"
The shopkeeper kept talking, and Shen Tingyu couldn't wait any longer. She shook his arm and asked, "Who will win in the end? Tell me in advance..."
She was really curious.
Xin Hongying raised her eyebrows slightly, gracefully raised her teacup, took a sip, and said slowly, "If we want to obtain the Golden Flame Resurrection Grass, we can't let him win, so the winner is naturally the Blue Team."
At that time, the shopkeeper in the lobby said at the same time: "The winner is the red side, and the dragon will enter the sea!"
Shen Tingyu suddenly opened his eyes wide, glanced at the tyrant, and then glanced at the shopkeeper in the lobby.
There was a hint of doubt on his face. Did the tyrant's secret operation fail?!
It seems that the one or two taels of silver she bet was wasted.
Crack, and a crack appeared on the teacup.
"How is that possible!" Xin Hongying's voice was low, his eyes narrowed dangerously. He had clearly...
An ominous premonition lingered in my heart, as if I was losing control.
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