Buddhist Miracle Doctor: The Dark Prince, Can't Get Rid of Him

"Sir Li, please take a look at her left hand." Mu Yingbao looked at Tao Qingyuan's quick success, gave him a thumbs up, and then said to Li Jiecheng.

Li Jiecheng's attention was on Aunt Hui just now, so he also saw her move to raise her left hand.

Hearing this, he hesitated.

When Mrs. Pan saw this, she became anxious, stepped forward, and pried open Aunt Hui's left hand, only to see a lucky pill inside.

"Don't move. If I'm not mistaken, it's highly poisonous." Mu Yingbao saw Pan biting the pill and quickly stopped her.

It wouldn't be poisonous if he took it, but because of his good impression of this lady, he still didn't want her to be in danger.

"Everyone saw it clearly just now, so there is no doubt that my grandfather framed her." Mu Yingbao laughed and joked again.

Mrs. Pan was just about to say no and not to think too much about it when she suddenly heard someone calling her mother in the bedroom.

Son woke up? Mrs. Pan was so excited that she ignored everything and rushed into the bedroom. Li Jiecheng turned his head to look and walked in as well.

In the outer room there were Aunt Hui who had been acupunctured, Cuixiang who was still walking on the ground, Mu Yingbao who was sitting steadily, and Tao Qingyuan who was standing at the door again.

"Don't worry, it's okay." Mu Yingbao said with a smile and helped Cuixiang up.

Then he looked at Tao Qingyuan; "Grandfather, do you want to make a bet? Why did this woman do this?"

"Girl, you are at home now, so restrain yourself a little. Why are you gambling?" Tao Qingyuan said with a stern face.

Mu Yingbao muttered, "How boring."

"Madam, when I went to the kitchen to get the Tremella soup, she was in the kitchen. She said she was decocting medicine for the eldest young master. Then we came together, but she didn't touch the Tremella soup on the way." Cuixiang was almost wronged, fortunately Mu Yingbao was very observant, otherwise, even if she was not the one who poisoned her, she might not be able to survive the painful interrogation.

So, now, to her, Mu Yingbao is her great benefactor.

"It's okay, your master and mistress will find out everything." Mu Yingbao comforted the frightened girl.

After thinking for a while, he stood up and walked into the bedroom. When he passed by Aunt Hui, he stopped and whispered in her ear, "Although you are a wet nurse, you are no less beautiful than Madam Li. And the way your master looked at you just now seemed a little strange.

Could it be that there is some touching story between you and your master? And then love turned into hate, which led to what happened just now? That doesn't make sense. If that's the case, shouldn't I be the one you want to get rid of?

How have I offended you? Can you give me a hint?"

After saying that, looking at Aunt Hui again, her face turned red with anger, and the look she gave Mu Yingbao was as if she wanted to eat her.

"A girl with big breasts and no brains will never amount to anything great." Mu Yingbao saw that it was almost time and said with contempt while staring at her breasts.

Aunt Hui has very perky breasts. Mu Yingbao is curious whether it is because she is a wet nurse and must eat a lot of milk-inducing foods? Or is it natural?

As Mu Yingbao walked towards the bedroom, she lowered her head and glanced at her chest. She was usually quite proud of it, but compared with Aunt Hui, she seemed inferior.

When Brother Hui succeeds, maybe people from the south will send tribute to him.

Maybe there will be papaya, so I can stew some to replenish my body! It will be perfect if it swells a little bit more.

When I entered the bedroom, I saw Li Jiecheng and his wife, standing by the bed. One was wiping tears of joy, while the other was picking his beard with great satisfaction.

Hearing footsteps and turning around to see Mu Yingbao, Pan quickly introduced her to Li Shuiyuan, "Son, this is Madam Xue who treated you."

"Mrs. Xue? Is she the wife of Master Xue?" Li Shuiyuan asked with a weak voice but energetic eyes.

"Yes, it's me. I am the substitute bride who was well-known in the capital city back then. Master Li, how do you feel now?" As soon as Li Shuiyuan opened his mouth, Mu Yingbao was sure that what Pan said was right, this man was a good person.

"Thank you ma'am for saving my life. When Shuiyuan can get out of bed and walk around, I will definitely go to your house to thank you." Li Shuiyuan clasped his fists apologetically towards Mu Yingbao while lying on the bed.

"Okay, I know your feelings. It's better for you not to go to our place for the time being. Also, you must be careful during this period and go out less. Your parents should be able to tell you the details.

Also, you have to take the medicine I prescribed on time, and avoid getting the wound wet before it heals, remember?" Mu Yingbao said as she took his pulse, which was fine, and his fever had subsided.

Mu Yingbao touched his forehead with her hand openly, and Li Shuiyuan looked at her with clear eyes. Mu Yingbao felt that she had made the right decision today, and this person was really worth saving.

"Don't worry, Madam Xue. Once the matter of the Tremella Soup is thoroughly investigated, I will come to your house to inform you personally." Li Jiecheng promised solemnly.

"Master Li, please don't blame yourself. The other party's actions are not just targeting me. I'll take my leave.

"Father, what's going on with the Tremella soup? My son just woke up and seemed to hear the voice of his wet nurse." Li Shuiyuan asked in confusion.

When Li Jiecheng heard this, he did not go out to see Mu Yingbao off, but stood beside the bed, thinking about how to talk about this matter.

My son was very close to that woman, and he had just come back from a near-death experience, so he couldn't stand being provoked. But how long could I lie to him? Mu Yingbao left the bedroom, passed by Aunt Hui, turned around and smiled at her again; "I'm sorry,

I'm going to go back, take a bath, change into my new silk skirt, lie on the soft couch with mats, eat some iced grapes, oh, just thinking about it makes me feel good.

And you? I don’t know what will happen to you. I don’t know whether your master will arrange someone to rescue you or send someone to kill you to silence you. In short, after you go to hell, don’t hate me, because your fate was not caused by me.

Besides, even if you succeed today, do you think you can still survive?

You are still trying to force yourself to sweep it, then go ahead, you are just a dog working hard for your master, you still expect him to remember you, you fool.

Mu Yingbao walked out of the Shangshu Mansion and got on the sedan chair. Tao Qingyuan handed the medicine box into the sedan chair.

.She saw from the gap in the sedan that Pan had not yet entered, so she opened the curtain and waved at her. .Don't bear a grudge against me, because your fate was not caused by me.

Besides, even if you succeed today, do you think you can still survive?

You are still trying to force yourself to sweep it, then go ahead, you are just a dog working hard for your master, you still expect him to remember you, you fool.

Mu Yingbao walked out of the Shangshu Mansion and got on the sedan chair. Tao Qingyuan handed the medicine box into the sedan chair.

She saw through the gap in the curtain that Pan had not yet entered, so she opened the curtain and waved to her.

Watching the sedan chair going away, Pan called a personal maid and whispered something to her. The maid hesitated for a moment and immediately walked in another direction.

Mu Yingbao returned to her residence, and when she opened the curtain of the sedan chair, she vaguely saw a figure passing through the gate. The figure looked very familiar, and it seemed to be Xue Wenyu. But why was he hiding...