Newlyweds means exile, I rely on the mall to pamper God of War

Chapter 157
After seeing the plate of mung bean cakes, the maid named Zhuzhu looked a little unhappy.

The pastry was obviously eaten, but the two of them did not show signs of poisoning.

She was still guessing that maybe it was because she didn't eat much.

After listening to Bu Yao's words, the blood on her face instantly faded away, and her eyes stared blankly at Bu Yao's face.

"Husband, madam, did you eat all these pastries alone?"

Zhuzhu asked without giving up.

The other maids also stopped their movements and stared at Bu Yao in unison.

Buyao smiled and said, "Yes."

"Ma'am, don't you feel uncomfortable?" Zhuzhu asked cautiously after holding back.

"No. These mung bean cakes are quite delicious. It's a pity that I was already a little full when I ate them, so I didn't eat more."

Buyao didn't miss the worry and anxiety in Zhuzhu's eyes.

It's just that she doesn't quite understand.

Since you poisoned them, shouldn't you really want them to eat it?

Why are you looking at yourself like that?

Could it be because I was the one who ate the mung bean cake, and Gao Boyi didn't move a bite?

Bu Yao glanced at Gao Boyi who was sitting on the bed.

After Zhuzhu and the others packed up their things and left, Bu Yao returned to Gao Boyi and said, "Ms. sir, it's really strange. Those maids are very worried about me. Could it be that they have good intentions and can't bear to see me poisoned?"

Gao Boyi said, "Let's wait and see."

Bu Yao nodded in agreement, "As long as the hunter is patient enough, he will always wait until the fox shows its tail."

What the couple didn't know was that after the maids went out.

Zhuzhu left others to watch the situation here, and hurriedly ran towards the main courtyard with the remaining mung bean cakes on the plate.

main house.

Mrs. Sheng was still sitting there waiting, because she was too tired, she propped her head on one hand and fell asleep.

"Ma'am, eat it! Eat it all!"

Zhuzhu ran in from outside in a panic, muttering non-stop, and immediately drove Mrs. Sheng's sleepiness away with one sentence.

The sober Madam Sheng thought she had heard it wrong, "Have you eaten?"

Zhuzhu nodded, and presented the plate of mung bean cake, "Ma'am, look."

Mrs. Sheng looked at each of the mung bean cakes and said, "This is it?"

"Mrs. Gao ate these by herself. She only took a bite of each. General Gao didn't eat a single bite."

Mrs. Sheng stood up abruptly, "The poisonous hair is serious? Has someone called a doctor?"

"..."

Hearing the word "poison hair", the expression on Zhuzhu's face was hard to describe.

"Ms. Gao's complexion is ruddy, her spirits are good, and she doesn't have any symptoms of discomfort." Zhuzhu said truthfully.

"..." Mrs. Sheng was stunned for a while before she uttered a syllable, "Huh?"

Zhuzhu became flustered again, "Ma'am, Mrs. Gao really looks like a normal person. But the servant girl is still very worried, how can she be fine after eating this mung bean cake? I am worried that the poison has not yet developed? Shall we invite you immediately?" The doctor will show her?"

As soon as Zhuzhu left the guest house, she wanted someone to invite a doctor, but she didn't dare to make up her own mind, so she had to ask Mrs. Sheng for her opinion.

Madam Sheng was still in shock.

Although the poison is not fatal, but the poison is the fastest, and the characteristics are very obvious.

How could there be nothing at all?

"Ma'am?" Zhuzhu saw that she didn't speak.He yelled again.

Mrs. Sheng returned to her senses, thought for a while, and said, "General Gao is not feeling well, and he has been traveling for a long time. He should need a doctor to see him."

Zhuzhu is one of Madam Sheng's capable maidservants. She is quite clever. Madam Sheng just said a word, and she immediately understood the meaning, and immediately said, "Madam, don't worry, this servant will do it now!"

guest house.

Buyao has nothing to do, she is playing with Gao Boyi's hair and braiding it.

Gao Boyi was not angry either, and let her torment.

The slender and fair fingers shuttled through the man's long hair, and suddenly stopped.

Buyao clutched her stomach, frowning slightly.

Gao Boyi, who had been observing her, immediately noticed something was wrong with her.

Bu Yao smiled, "It's nothing, it's probably poisoned."

"This poison has a quick onset, and the symptoms should be gastrointestinal cramps. But mine is mild. I'll just eat something hot later and it'll be fine."

She said indifferently, and continued to move her fingers.

Gao Boyi pursed his lips and said, "Bu Yao, it seems that even if you are immune to all poisons, you won't have any reaction after taking poison, right?"

Buyao admitted frankly, "Different poisons have different symptoms. Although I am immune to all kinds of poisons, I still have symptoms. This is not a bad thing. It is convenient for me to judge and understand the poison I am suffering from. But those effects are Slight and short-lived, it will get better soon."

Gao Boyi was silent for a moment, then said, "From now on, since you know it's poisonous, don't eat it again."

Buyao wanted to say it was okay.

"Bu Yao, don't make me feel bad."

"..."

Do you care about her so much?

Bu Yao looked at Gao Boyi's serious look, and couldn't help but twitch her mouth.

"Okay, got it."

After tying up a small braid, Bu Yao picked up another lock of hair with her index finger, and continued braiding, saying, "Okay, listen to the husband."

"I want to really listen." Gao Boyi said pointedly.

Buyao burst out laughing, "Well, I really listen. I don't want to obey others."

She stretched her head to look at the courtyard, and said: "That maid has left and hasn't come back yet, but the other maids are still stuck. Tsk, I don't know when the lunch will be delivered, I'm a bit hungry."

"I don't know what to have for lunch..."

Bu Yao was waiting for lunch with great expectations. Unexpectedly, before lunch came, a doctor came first.

When Zhuzhu led the doctor in, before he could speak, he was surprised by Gao Boyi's half-dreadlocked braid.

She looked at Bu Yao's hand hooking Gao Boyi's hair in disbelief, and the corners of her eyes twitched uncontrollably.

It seems that the general's wife is very bad at combing people's hair.

She'd never seen anyone get their hair done like that!

But the couple in front of them both looked unconcerned.

Zhuzhu turned her head to look at the old doctor behind her, and was obviously shocked when she successfully saw the straight eyes of the other party.

Bu Yao was not blind, she naturally saw the reactions of these two, and she didn't feel embarrassed, she unfastened Gao Boyi's braids one by one, and opened her mouth to ask, "Who are you?"

Zhuzhu tried her best to ignore Gao Boyi's hairstyle, and tried her best to smile calmly and thoughtfully, "General Gao, Mrs. Gao, my wife heard that the general was injured, so she specially called the doctor to have a look at the general."

Buyao looked at Zhuzhu, then at the old doctor who came behind her with a medicine box on his back, and smiled meaningfully, "Oh, the magistrate's wife really has a heart, so we will be disrespectful."

She got up and voluntarily stepped aside.

The old doctor stepped forward and began to examine Gao Boyi.

Bu Yao could feel Zhuzhu's eyes constantly falling on her, but she didn't care and looked at the old doctor with concern.

After that, Bu Yao kept hearing the old doctor's praise.

"God! Why are there so many traumas? This is because I met a wicked person and was beaten up?"

"Oh, these traumas are handled very well."

"What kind of medicine was used? The wound is healing very well, and it should scab over in two or three days."

"You are picking on people's tendons and hamstrings! What a vicious idea!"

"Fortunately, the opponent's kung fu is not good enough, and he didn't completely break the bones."

"It's just that my medical skills are limited, old man, and I can't heal your son's hands and feet."

"However, the old man once heard a colleague say that if you encounter a doctor with good medical skills in this situation, you should apply medicine and rest, supplemented by acupuncture and moxibustion. It should be fine."

"It's just a pity. Even if it is cured, at most it will not become disabled. If you want to be as good as before, you can't."

The old doctor shook his head and sighed as he spoke.

He looked up at Gao Boyi's face and his temperament, and sighed again, and the sigh was a little heavier.

Buyao listened to the old doctor's words silently, thinking that the old doctor must be a talker.

Who is the doctor who talks so much when seeing a doctor?

Finally, after a basket of nonsense full of admiration and regret was finished, the old doctor also ended his consultation.

He put away the pulse pillow, carried the medicine box on his back, and said, "This young master is indeed seriously injured, but he has been treated and recuperated well, so he can continue to take care of him according to the original arrangement. There is really nothing the old man needs to do."

Zhuzhu is a sensible person and distinguishes between men and women. Although she did not go out, when the old doctor was showing Gao Boyi's injuries, her eyes were always on Buyao's face.

Because of this, she managed to capture that every time the old doctor praised Gao Boyi for his well-treated wound, Bu Yao would raise her eyebrows, with a slightly smug smile on her face.

This discovery made Zhuzhu's heart pounding.

After the old doctor finished speaking, he planned to leave.

Zhu Zhu hurriedly stopped the person as if waking up from a dream, "Doctor, you are here, let this lady have a look too?"

Hearing the words, the old doctor glanced at Buyao, and asked doubtfully, "This lady has a ruddy complexion, she doesn't look sick, what are you looking at?"

"It's good to have a good look, please feel at ease." Zhuzhu said with a smile, and couldn't help secretly looking at Bu Yao's face.

This time, even Gao Boyi who had been silent all this time spoke up.

"Please also ask the doctor to show it to my wife."

The current Gao Boyi is limited by his limited mobility, and he has no one under his command except Liu Mulin.

Even if he was worried about Bu Yao's physical condition, he couldn't do anything.

Now that a doctor finally came, he didn't intend to let him go through the motions.

No matter what, I have to show Bu Yao.

Zhuzhu's words "seek peace of mind" really spoke to his heart.

Buyao originally looked at Zhuzhu like that, and wanted to deliberately refuse to see her reaction, but after hearing Gao Boyi also spoke, she changed her mind thinking of his worry about her.

Forget it, Mr. Xianggong wants peace of mind, so let her cooperate.

The old doctor put down the medicine box again, and said, "Let's have a look then."

The pulse pillow was taken out again, Bu Yao sat down and put her hand on the pulse pillow.

Zhuzhu stared nervously at the old doctor, with unavoidable anxiety in her eyes.

Gao Boyi looked at the look of his eyes, pursed his lips and said nothing.

When the old doctor diagnosed Gao Boyi's pulse, it didn't take long.

I thought it was the same for him to diagnose Bu Yao's pulse.

Unexpectedly, it was surprisingly long.

Not only was it long, but I also felt the pulse again and again several times, and my expression became more and more dignified and confused.

Let’s not talk about Zhuzhu first.

Gao Boyi looked at it, his face became gloomy.

No one knows better than him that Bu Yao took poison not only today, but also last night.

He was suddenly a little annoyed, he still believed too much in Bu Yao's words before!
Sure enough, she should have insisted on letting her see a doctor last night!

Because of being too worried and annoyed, Gao Boyi's face became colder and colder, and his whole body exuded a cold aura.

The old doctor didn't know why, but couldn't help shivering his shoulders nervously.

Zhuzhu couldn't help it anymore and blurted out, "Doctor, how is this lady's health?"

The old doctor raised his eyelids and looked at Bu Yao's face, "It's really strange, this really doesn't look like a sick person, but the pulse is so strange."

"Strange? What kind of strange method?" Zhuzhu asked, "Doctor, you can speak directly!"

The old doctor hesitated for a while before saying, "I have practiced medicine all my life, and I have never seen such a pulse."

His eyes fell on Buyao's face, "Madam, are you feeling unwell?"

Bu Yao thought for a while and said, "Just now my stomach hurt a little, but it's fine now."

When Zhuzhu heard her say that her stomach hurts, her heart ached.

It turns out that there are no symptoms!

This is not good, I have to bring the antidote to lunch later.

Zhuzhu secretly made a plan, and then heard the old doctor continue to say, "Madam, you seem to be poisoned. But it seems that you are not."

This statement is really ambiguous enough.

Zhuzhu was anxious, "Poisoned? What kind of poison? Why doesn't Madam look like she was poisoned at all?"

The old doctor was also confused, "Yeah, the old man can't figure it out, this lady really doesn't look like she has been poisoned, not only can't be seen on the face, but the pulse is actually somewhat specious."

"As for what kind of poison the girl is asking... Forgive me for my lack of medical skills, I really can't diagnose it. However, if this lady is really poisoned, it should be a chronic poison."

"..."

Zhu Zhu was dumbfounded, "Huh? Chronic poison?"

"Doctor, are you sure it's a chronic poison?"

"It shouldn't be. How could it be a chronic poison?"

"Doctor, do you want to see the doctor again, maybe the diagnosis is wrong?"

"Is it possible it's another poison?"

He asked like a cannonball.

The old doctor was overwhelmed by her question, "It's been said that the old man's medical skills are not good, even if he gets the diagnosis result, I don't have much confidence."

He let go of Bu Yao's wrist, put away the pulse pillow again and carried the medicine box, "I really can't judge this. I'm afraid you'd better hire someone wiser."

Zhuzhu was dumbfounded, "You are the best doctor here..."

The old doctor was a little embarrassed, "This, the old man really can't afford such an evaluation."

(End of this chapter)