Concubine Mad Concubine: Fifth Miss of the Prime Minister's House

Chapter 1748 Jingxue asked about her condition

Ning Xuan went straight to Zhanwang Mansion after seeing Miss Sima's medical treatment. On the one hand, he wanted to check Miss Murong's pulse, and on the other hand, he also wanted to give Murong Jingxue the note given to him by the housekeeper.

When he went to Xuanyuan Zhan's bedroom where Murong Jingxue was living now, he saw Qing Ning and Murong Jingxue having a lively chat, and they both smiled happily.

"What's so funny?" Ning Xuan cheered up, stepped forward a few steps, and asked with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Ning Xuan, you're back." Qing Ning stood up and greeted her: "Miss is telling a joke with me."

"Really?" He gave Qing Ning the medicine box in his hand, then sat where Qing Ning was sitting just now, and said to Murong Jingxue: "Miss Murong, come, let me feel your pulse."

"Didn't you say that my body is fine? Why do you still come to check my pulse every day?"

"Your body is fine. After you take the medicine I prescribed, I will check the pulse. If everything is fine, then you don't need to drink that bitter medicine." Ning Xuan said with a smile on his face.

Murong Jingxue stretched out her hand in doubt, although what Ning Xuan said had no loopholes, but she also saw what happened that day, she believed her eyes, there must be something wrong with her body, otherwise Ning Xuan would not have shown that expression.

Moreover, after Ning Xuan and Xuanyuan Zhan came out of the study, Xuanyuan Zhan's face was not very good. She asked, but Xuanyuan Zhan kept saying that he was fine, so she concluded that Ning Xuan and Xuanyuan Zhan must have something to hide from her , and this incident must have something to do with her body. Could it be that she has some terminal illness?
She has always wanted to find an opportunity to ask Ning Xuan, but these days every time Ning Xuan came, either Qing Ning or Xuanyuan Zhan was there, and she couldn't find a suitable opportunity at all.

"Lime, I want to eat pastries, go to the kitchen and get me some pastries!"

When Qing Ning heard this, she hurriedly put down the medicine box and said with a smile, "Okay, I'll go right away."

Qing Ning had no doubts, and left quickly, but Ning Xuan could tell that it was fake for Miss Murong to want to eat a pastry, but for real to ask her about her illness.

"Ning Xuan, is there something wrong with my body?" Murong Jingxue asked with a serious face.

Ning Xuan raised his head in doubt, and asked with some doubts: "No, who said that?"

"Don't hide it from me. Yesterday I saw that your expression on taking my pulse was not right. Tell me honestly, what disease I have, I can accept it no matter what disease it is, so tell me .”

As soon as Murong Jingxue finished speaking, Ning Xuan burst out laughing.

Murong Jingxue stared blankly at Ning Xuan smiling like that, very puzzled.

"Miss Murong, how can there be someone like you? I am a doctor, and I have already said that your health is fine. If you don't believe me, do you have to tell me that you are terminally ill and you will not live for a few days? Will you be at ease and happy?" Ning Xuan said helplessly, "I've never seen a patient like you, how can anyone wish to be sick."

"But, it was your expression yesterday..."

"My expression, what's wrong with my expression? Sometimes when I feel your pulse, I may suddenly think of other things, and my expression is a bit wrong. Is it?" Ning Xuan said even more helplessly.

(End of this chapter)