The Regent is jealous every day [Transmigration Book]

"Huh? Why aren't you feeling well?" Chu Qinglan looked at Mo Xuan's energetic appearance, still? He was so strong, and he didn't seem to be sick.

"Aren't you a doctor, shouldn't you be able to tell at a glance?"

Chu Qinglan almost rolled her eyes and went away: "What misunderstanding do you have about the doctor? Are you looking for a doctor or a fortune teller? How can you tell at a glance!"

Traditional Chinese medicine also pays attention to seeing, hearing and questioning. He can see it just by looking, and he can see that Mo Xuan is here to find fault.

"Then take a closer look."

Chu Qinglan wanted to say that he couldn't tell by just looking at it a few more times, but? Still? He stared at Mo Xuan for a long time.

"See what?" Mo Xuan asked.

"See you have? Cat biscuits."

"You scold me!" The man's face was gloomy.

Chu Qinglan said: "I'm talking about cat cakes, not a problem."

"Then what is cat disease?"

"Eh... this? The cat problem is that you need to suck cats!" Chu Qinglan called Xiaoju over and stuffed it into Mo Xuan's hand: "Men should look at this kind of furry thing more, can it Make your mood better, you? You are too angry every day, look at the cat more."

Mo Xuan looked at the little orange cat in his arms, looking at him in panic, as if trying to escape from his grasp.

Mo Xuan frowned, why? Why don't even kittens like him?

So Mo Xuan hugged the kitten, and when the kitten wanted to run or struggle, it just touched the back of Mo Xuan's hand.

All of a sudden, there were three bloodstains, it was scary to look at, and the cat also ran out of Mo Xuan's arms?

Mo Xuan stretched out his hand calmly to show Chu Qinglan: "This king is injured."

Probably not? Get a rabies vaccine, Xiaoju is well-raised, not that kind of messy wild cat.

"Help me deal with it." Chu Qinglan simply disinfected Mo Xuan.

Disinfected with high alcohol, even though it was only a minor injury, it still hurts so much when it touches the wound, Mo Xuan insisted on not saying a word, and even his breath didn't change, which is also terrible.

Chu Qinglan carefully cleaned Mo Xuan's wound, while Mo Xuan looked at Chu Qinglan's face.

This? The eyelashes are really long, the nose is so cute, and the skin seems to be very tender.

Mo Xuan had already pictured Chu Qinglan's face in his mind, his heart was tightening, and his throat still felt a little sore.

He seemed really ill.

If there was a Band-Aid, Chu Qinglan would stick two pieces on Mo Xuan, but unfortunately there was no such thing in ancient times.

Raising his eyes, he saw Mo Xuan staring at him, his face blushing.

Chu Qinglan stretched out the back of her hand, and put it directly on Mo Xuan's forehead. Mo Xuan? No way? Is he really sick?

It seems to be a little hot, Chu Qinglan asked: "You just said that you are uncomfortable, where is the discomfort?"

Mo Xuan's voice was hoarse: "I feel uncomfortable."

"What's so uncomfortable?"

"It's jammed."

"Huh?" Chu Qinglan didn't understand, where was the blockage.

Mo Xuan said: "Sometimes he will be very angry, and sometimes he will be very helpless. There is no truth in his mouth, which makes me angry."

Chu Qinglan wanted to ask who could make Mo Xuan so angry, but think about it, this person can't? Is it him?

Since when did he not say a word of truth, all he said was the truth, so this person can't be him.

Chu Qinglan thinks this? There is no rule of law: "You have a good rest, drink plenty of hot water, and relax. People have? Maybe they didn't mean to annoy you, so don't be too stingy."

Mo Xuan: "..."

He is stingy?

Sooner or later? One day, I will be pissed off by Chu Qinglan!

……

Before Chu Qinglan’s medical center was restored again, there were still many people who were willing to come to him to see a doctor, and the common people also defended Chu Qinglan. They all knew that he was wronged in that matter, and it seemed that he was wronged. That's how it went.

Chu Qinglan also opened branches in other cities, and even sent two doctors there.

Some people don't want to see the medical center doing well. Now that the medical center is booming and even developing even better, Wen Ziyan really can't sit still.

He didn't want Chu Qinglan to live, he wished that Chu Qinglan would disappear now.

Was the butler poisoned last time? It was successful. Wen Ziyan couldn't wait anymore, and started to start from this aspect again.

The butler said to act now? Will it be a surprise, but Wen Ziyan didn't care so much, and scolded the butler, telling the butler to put the poison in no matter what method he used?!

Wen Ziyan threatened: "Don't forget which country you are from, who is your master!"

The butler took the order: "Yes."

Because the influence of Wen Ziyan in the palace has been almost wiped out, there is no way to do it, and the butler can only do it himself, but now that Mo Xuan does not live in the palace, it is really inconvenient to do it, the butler can only do it. Go again? The palace.

This time the housekeeper brought some pastries that he made himself, and he wanted to give Chu Qinglan and Mo Xuan a taste.

"These? These are all made by the old servant himself. They are all the taste of the palace. The prince liked to eat them very much before." Did the housekeeper? Pot, not for the time being? Expose yourself.

It shouldn't be? Find out, the housekeeper is also very entangled in his heart. This? It's not his will. My lord, Your Majesty, I'm sorry.

This kind of poison can't kill you for a while, you have to eat it many times before you die, so there will be more times in the future.

Chu Qinglan was incomparably pleasantly surprised when she saw the little pastry: "How kind are you to the lord?"

The housekeeper's eyes were also very complicated, and he responded: "Yes, no? Neither does the prince? Today is the old servant."

"Then I'll wait for the prince to come back and eat together." Chu Qinglan didn't move? He knew that the butler should have sent it to Mo Xuan specially, so he just followed along.

The butler said: "Your Majesty can also eat first, there is still something you can do, the palace still has a lot."

He wants to watch Chu Qinglan eat, eat? He has completed the task, but on the one hand, he doesn't want Chu Qinglan to eat. His Majesty is actually a good person.

Chu Qinglan shook her head, but didn't move? She waited until Mo Xuan came back.

"Here, this? It's the pastry that the butler gave you. The butler is too kind to you. He is delivering both meals and pastries. Are you afraid that you will be abused in the palace?" Chu Qinglan said sourly.

Mo Xuan smiled and said nothing, how could he eat vinegar?

Mo Xuan wasn't particularly hungry, and he didn't like cakes that much, so why did the housekeeper bring him cakes?

Chu Qinglan said: "Back then? An old imperial chef made delicious cakes, but it's a pity that he's out of the palace, so I probably won't be able to eat them."

He smacked his lips, still missing this taste a little bit.

Old Mo Xuan Yu Chu opened his mouth, but didn't say anything. If Chu Qinglan knew that he was the Yu Chu, what would be his reaction?

Mo Xuan didn't feel much about pastries, he didn't move.

Chu Qinglan said, "Aren't you going to eat?"

"you eat."

It's the housekeeper's kindness, but Mo Xuan didn't want to eat it. If the housekeeper knew about it, it would be so sad.

Chu Qinglan picked up one and was about to taste it. The taste made by Wangfu should be pretty good.

Chu Qinglan took a big bite with great interest, and the taste was really delicious, very good.

But... It's still the strange taste from last time. It's the same taste as the food last time. Maybe ordinary people don't have the taste, but Chu Qinglan feels a little strange when he eats it himself.

Chu Qinglan spat out the pastry in his mouth, and put the one that took a bite beside it.

Seeing this, Mo Xuan asked, "What's wrong?"

Chu Qinglan said: "It's nothing, it just feels a bit strange in taste."

"Don't eat if you don't want to eat it." Mo Xuan's words were still the same as last time.

Strange, Chu Qinglan looked at this beautiful pastry, logically speaking, how could it taste so good? Strange.

No one thinks about poisoning, because no one thinks that the housekeeper will poison.

Chu Qinglan asked Mo Xuan: "Then you still eat?"

Mo Xuan said: "Give me something you don't even eat?"

"It's not that I don't eat it, it's just that I'm not used to it. Forget it, just put it here. Let Xiao Yuanzi take it away tomorrow." Chu Qinglan took it to the table by the window over there. It's hot and the windows are open.

After Chu Qinglan let it go, she didn't care about it, and then went to wash and sleep.

When she came back from court the next day, Chu Qinglan forgot all about it. She didn't return to her bedroom until after finishing her work in the evening. There is a fallen sparrow next to the dim sum that was walking.

How? There? A sparrow in here?

Chu Qinglan picked up the sparrow and found that the sparrow was already stiff.

And the dim sum has obviously been pecked a lot, and there is even a dim sum in the sparrow's mouth.

This? What's the situation, this? The sparrow is dead, how did it die, this? Dim sum...

Chu Qinglan opened his eyes wide, and suddenly felt a little scared. He didn't want to associate sparrows with dim sum, but it's hard not to associate them.

Chu Qinglan took a silver needle and inserted it into the pastry. The silver needle didn't change.

Isn’t this the way poisons were tested in ancient times, or is it that the pastries are not very good-looking?

Chu Qinglan is not sure about this? Did the sparrow die after eating the cake? In ancient times, it would be very troublesome to decompose such a thing, so the most direct way is to try again.

Chu Qinglan asked Xiao Lizi to catch a little mouse, and then put the little mouse and the pastry together. The little mouse was not that big. Chu Qinglan watched the little mouse eat the pastry.

It will be a while? Still? It’s okay, Chu Qinglan comforted himself a little, thinking too much, he must have thought too much, why did the housekeeper poison him? There was no reason, he always thought the housekeeper was very good of.

When Mo Xuan came back at night, he still asked him what happened to this mouse.

Chu Qinglan talked about the sparrow. Of course, he still had his own guess. Mo Xuan just pursed his lips tightly, and then left.

What does this mean? Why did you leave?

Didn't Mo Xuan all night? When he came back, Chu Qinglan couldn't hold back and fell asleep.

When she woke up the next morning, Chu Qinglan's first reaction was to go? Looking at the little mouse, in the cage, the lively little mouse had already fallen to the ground, and it seemed that it had no vital signs.

Chu Qinglan was pale and silent for a long time, how could he accept that there was really poison in the pastry, and the butler poisoned him?

So is this trying to poison him, or is it poisoning Moxuan?

In the last meal, he ate the same taste, does it also mean that there is poison in it?