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

Mu Yingbao ignored the gazes of these people. After all, this was exactly the effect she wanted.

The situation she was in was too dark, complicated and dangerous. Although she stayed for the child and did not run away, she could not let others know that she cared about the child.

The reason is simple. Ma Tan, those guys with bad intentions, this way she can be safer and have the opportunity to help the child to the best of her ability.

She didn't plan to take care of the child forever, so she had to at least detoxify the child. Then, she didn't believe that the prince was really not on guard, so she should secretly leave someone to protect the child.

When the time is right, it won't be too late for her to leave.

At least in that case, she wouldn't have any regrets in her heart, and if the child really died because of her selfishness, she would not have to feel guilty and blame herself for the rest of her life.

One of Mu Yingbao's life creeds is not to live a spectacular life, but to live a peaceful and carefree life.

When I approached the ruined temple, I saw the child still lying there, his body bent over.

"What sin did I commit in my previous life to deserve to be with you, a pair of unlucky father and son? I have never had a day of happiness, and now I am suffering from such a sin? You unlucky child, you are lying on the ground on purpose, right? If you die of illness or something, your unlucky father will definitely blame me for it." Mu Yingbao was very dissatisfied and cursed loudly. He put down the things in his hands, picked up the child's clothes, and dragged him to a pile of hay in the corner.

When passing by the door, the soldiers outside who saw them all shook their heads in dismay.

The prince's son follows this woman. Let's not talk about whether his life will be hard in the future. It's hard to say whether he can live long enough to see the prince come back!

"Hey, which officer can lend me a fire starter? Don't blame me for not reminding you that your mission is to escort us. But this poor kid is too delicate and can't stand the hardship and falls down. If I don't give him something to eat, he will starve to death in this wilderness. You won't be able to report to your superiors, right?" Mu Yingbao shouted arrogantly towards the outside of the door.

The effect was very good. Soon someone came in and threw a fire starter at her.

Mu Yingbao picked it up, picked up a few broken bricks to surround it, grabbed some dry grass and branches to make a fire in the middle, and then put the broken pot directly on the fire. Then he picked up the herbs and threw them into the pot.

At this time, she picked up a small bamboo spoon from the corner. She wanted to take it out and wash it in the mountain spring, but after thinking about it, she casually rinsed the bamboo spoon in a small puddle in front of the soldiers outside the yard.

"What are you looking at? If you can't stand it, come and serve him." After standing up, she was still angry and humiliated and said to those people fiercely.

"Really, why are you pretending? You are so kind-hearted that you just took care of yourselves eating the whole way, and I didn't see anyone saving a bite for him." He kept talking as he walked into the temple.

The soldiers were very angry, but they couldn't do anything to her.

We were originally planning to take a short rest before continuing our journey, but now we have to delay for a while.

That nasty stepmother was right. You must not

Then, looking at the situation in the jar, Mu Yingbao roasted the bamboo spoon over the fire to disinfect it. Without looking at the child's face, she knew that the child hated her to death. If he had the strength, he would probably get up and bite her a few times.

The water in the jar finally started to boil, and after simmering for a while, Mu Yingbao finally put out the fire. After it cooled down a little, he brought it to the child.

"You unlucky child, do you want to eat by yourself? Or do you want me to force you to eat?" Mu Yingbao asked fiercely.

The two Hui brothers clenched their fists tightly, bit their lips, and stared straight at Mu Yingbao.

"If your eyeballs fall out again, I'll just let you step on them, believe it or not? If you don't want to starve to death and never see your hapless father, just drink this wild vegetable soup. You think it's not tasty? Haha, of course it's not tasty. I also want to eat big fish and meat now, but I can't. This is all the fault of your hapless father." Mu Yingbao scolded loudly again, and then, regardless of the child's reaction, she immediately got up and walked away.

She turned her back to the child, walked to the door and sat on the threshold. She wanted to talk to the child and tell him that he was poisoned and that the wild vegetable soup was a medicine to relieve the poison, but the child was so young and had a deep prejudice against her. Would he believe what she said?

If I don't believe it and shout it out again, not only will I be working in vain, but it will probably cause more trouble in the future.

She felt that the child was too stubborn to drink anything from the jar, even if it wasn't unpalatable.

Maybe the child will even knock over the jar. Forget it, if he really doesn't want to drink it, I, the wicked stepmother, will be even more wicked and just pinch his nose and force him to drink.

After a while, there was a rustling sound behind me.

Mu Yingbao thought that the child had turned over, so she didn't look at the jar. However, when she turned around, she was surprised by the scene in front of her.

Brother Hui actually sat up, held the can, and drank directly from it.

No matter why the child drank the contents of the jar, Mu Yingbao felt relieved.

Maybe I provoked him, saying that if he didn't drink, he would starve to death and wouldn't be able to see his father, so the child drank out of spite!

The reason is no longer important, what matters is that the child drank it.

It was obvious that the food in the can was not tasty. The child's eyebrows were twisted into a small "川" shape as he drank.

Mu Yingbao was also very hungry at this time. She admired herself. She was so weak, how could she still shout so loudly and put on a show?

Before she could regret not finding some wild fruits to fill her stomach, the soldiers outside had already received orders to urge them to set off.

"Have you eaten it all? If there's any left, just pick it up and eat it when you're hungry. I don't have the energy to make any more for you." Mu Yingbao didn't go forward to see how much was left in the jar. She stood up and shouted, holding on to the door frame.

Then he ignored him and climbed onto the carriage.

From the carriage door, I saw the child holding the broken jar with a look of hatred on his face, and walking towards the carriage at a run speed.

This time it was relatively good. A soldier standing beside the carriage reached out and carried the child onto the carriage, then closed the door of the carriage with an expressionless face.

The child got on the carriage, put the can in a corner of the carriage, and turned around to sit down.

The carriage continued to move forward. Less than half an hour later, Mu Yingbao felt a bump on his side. He turned around and saw that it was Brother Hui approaching with his eyes closed.

The child had not slept all night, and the medicine he just drank contained some sedatives, so he couldn't wake up and fell into a deep sleep.

Mu Yingbao breathed a sigh of relief, helped the child lie down, put his small bag under his head, and rested his butt on the edge to prevent the child from falling off due to the bumps of the carriage.

The chairs in the carriage are neither wide nor long enough, and a small child can barely stretch his legs.

Thinking that the soldiers outside would not look into the carriage, Mu Yingbao opened one of her bags and took out a cloak to cover the child.

She felt that she had brought herself to such a miserable state, but this child was truly innocent and pitiful. He had done nothing wrong, but had to bear such a sin just because he was born into the wrong family.

The carriage could not go fast on the mountain road, and when it stopped again, it was already late in the afternoon.

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The carriage could not go fast on the mountain road, and when it stopped again, it was already noon.

Just when Mu Yingbao thought it was just a temporary break, someone saw the car stopped but no one got off.

Come, knocking on the carriage impatiently; "Get off, get off, we're here."

Arrived? Where? Destination? Mu Yingbao hesitated for a moment, and just before the car door opened, she quickly searched for Brother Hui's cloak and stuffed it into her bag.

She got off the carriage first and looked at the scene in front of her with her eyes wide open...