The irritable prince's little crying bag is milky and sweet

"Ah Liu!" Seeing Su Fuliu like this, Feng Muting quickly put down the lean meat porridge and went to embrace him, "What's wrong, why do you still want to vomit?"

Su Fuliu pinched her nose and said with a bitter face: "My lord, quickly take away that bowl of lean meat porridge, it's too fishy."

After Feng Muting heard this, he hurried over to take out the lean meat porridge and put it at the door.

Only then did Su Fuliu heave a sigh of relief, he stroked his chest and said, "It seems that I still don't want to eat."

Feng Muting clicked his tongue lightly: "That's not okay, how can your body survive if you don't eat anything, just lie down for a while, and I will go ask Miracle Physician Lu."

In the end, before he could go out, Lu Chimo came: "Let me see if Mr. Su is feeling better."

Seeing him coming, Feng Muting hurriedly said: "Miraculous doctor Lu came just in time, let alone Ah Liu lost his appetite, I managed to coax him to eat something, but it didn't reach his mouth yet, he smelled it It tastes like vomiting, how can this be done?"

"What did the lord give Mr. Su something to eat?" Lu Chimo walked over and asked Su Fuliu's pulse.

"A Liu said he couldn't eat it, so I brought him some lean meat porridge. I thought the porridge would be easier to eat, but I didn't want him to react so badly, so I asked me to take the porridge away." Feng Muting roughly said for a moment.

"If it's white porridge, it should be fine. The prince shouldn't have lean meat porridge. Right now Mr. Su's spleen and stomach are out of balance. Although his stomach doesn't hurt anymore, he still doesn't feel well. Otherwise, I wouldn't say that he will have a bad appetite these days." Not good, the prince should give him some bland and tasteless food, it's best not to bring this fishy-smelling chicken, duck and fish meat for now, he will feel uncomfortable when he smells it now." Lu Chimo replied.

Feng Muting suddenly realized: "So, it's all my fault. This king thinks that drinking some porridge won't help, and he needs to eat some meat to gain strength, but he doesn't want to make Ah Liu suffer again. When will Liu be completely healed?"

Lu Chimo shook his head: "I can't tell. If it's good, it will be cured within two days. If it's not good, it may last for a month. It depends on Mr. Su's physique."

When Feng Muting heard this, he was very upset. His promise really hurt Su Fuliu.

Su Fuliu looked at Feng Muting's face of self-blame, and said, "I'm fine, I'm in good health, and I think I'll be fine in a couple of days."

"With your fragile appearance, how good is your physique?" Feng Muting replied, among other things, he said that Su Fuliu had suffered such serious injuries, and his physique was not much better.

Su Fuliu pursed her lips, showing a trace of grievance on her face.

Feng Muting was stunned, and hurriedly coaxed: "Good Liu, this king has said something wrong again, it's time to slap your mouth, come on, let's hit."

As he spoke, he grabbed Su Fuliu's hand and patted it on his mouth.

Su Fuliu glanced at Lu Chimo, and withdrew his hand in embarrassment, thinking that this Feng Muting didn't know the occasion, and there were outsiders here, so he didn't want the image of a prince anymore.

Lu Chimo coughed dryly, and said: "Anyway, during this period of time, Mr. Su just needs to pay attention to his diet, so don't bother the two of you, I'll go first."

After Lu Chimo left, Feng Muting took Su Fuliu's hand again: "Really, your eyes are all healed, and we can go back in two days, but this king made you sick again. gone."

Su Fuliu replied: "It's nothing, this is not a serious problem, as long as you pay attention to your diet, you will be fine, and it's not that you can't go back. The prince has been out for so long, will the emperor have any opinions? Or else , shall we go back today?"