prosperous power pet

Chapter 42 Awakening
The door was pushed open by the guard guarding the door, and the breeze blew into the room with the fragrance of summer grass, which seemed to dilute the cold fragrance mixed with the smell of medicine in the air.

Without hesitation, she stepped into the room.

Mu Bai seemed to have no taboo, raised the brocade curtain, and welcomed Song Qinghuan into the inner room.

Seeing that he was so magnanimous, Song Qinghuan couldn't hold back, so she stepped inside.

As soon as he entered, Shen Chuhan who was lying on the couch greeted his eyes.Song Qinghuan's cold eyes flickered and rippled.

She had rarely seen him so peaceful and peaceful.

Those misty and cold eyes were closed tightly, and the long eyelashes covered them, casting a fan-shaped shadow.His eyebrows were like temples, even in a coma, he frowned slightly.The exquisite facial features are like jade carvings and ice carvings, without a trace of blemish.

Even after seeing him for the rest of his life, his face has never been tiresome.

Mu Bai glanced thoughtfully at Shen Chuhan who was on the couch, and said, "Why don't you take my young master's pulse and see if you can find anything?"

Song Qinghuan hesitated for a moment.

She is only proficient in the pharmacology of spices, but her skills in pulse-taking and diagnosis are mediocre.

However, his eyes touched Shen Chuhan's wrist exposed outside the brocade quilt, his eyebrows jumped, and he stretched out his hand like a ghost.

She bent her knees and sat sideways beside Shen Chuhan's couch.

The slightly cool fingertips touched Shen Chuhan's wrist, and the warmth spread along the fingertips, as if a tingling electric current swam through the whole body.

Her fingertips trembled, she held her breath, not daring to think too much.

Shen Chuhan's pulse was a bit weak, but when he listened carefully, there seemed to be no signs of poisoning.But her pulse-taking technique was a little learned in her previous life, and she was slack in practice. Now that she heard Shen Chuhan's pulse, although she was suspicious, she couldn't be sure.

Just as he was about to retract his hand, he found that the pulse from his fingertips suddenly became stronger.

Why is this?

Could it be that Shen Chuhan showed signs of improvement?
She looked up, her eyes were cold, with a hint of suspicion.

Shen Chuhan is still the same as before, with his eyes closed, his long eyelashes turned down, the cold air on his body has dissipated a lot, and he has a gentle appearance that has been quiet for years.

For a moment, Song Qinghuan was in a trance.

He and she also once lay side by side on the soft couch in such a peaceful afternoon, watching the clouds flow thousands of miles away and the sun shine over the city.

She lowered her eyes, suppressing the turbulent eye waves.

Just as he was about to probe carefully, the strong and powerful pulse suddenly became gentle again, beating weakly and slowly.

Could it be... is this a sign of poisoning?
Song Qinghuan couldn't be sure, she withdrew her fat-like jade white hand, stood up and looked at Mu Bai, "Xiang Xiang's pulse is very strange, and I have little knowledge, so I really can't see what kind of poison Shen Xiangzhong is." What did the doctor say?"

While speaking, I saw a strange color flash in Mu Bai's eyes.

"What's wrong?" She was suspicious, and turned to look at the bed, but she didn't find anything unusual.

"Nothing? It's just that His Highness can't do anything, and I can't help but feel anxious. The imperial physician has developed some antidote formulas, but they can't be sure, and they don't dare to test the medicine rashly. The progress is quite stagnant. Last night I dared to try a potion for the young master, but Up to now, the young master has not shown any signs of awakening, and I am afraid that it is not symptomatic."

His eyes suddenly brightened, and he looked at Song Qinghuan, "By the way, isn't Your Highness a good researcher on pharmacology? I'm going to take the prescription developed by the imperial physician and show it to Your Highness. Maybe His Highness can see something. "After that, without waiting for Song Qinghuan to agree, she walked out the door with a windy foot.

"Hey..." Song Qinghuan wanted to stop him, but he disappeared in the blink of an eye.

What are you doing so fast?
Song Qinghuan frowned, smelling something unusual.

Mu Bai went out of the door as if fleeing, thinking in his heart, the young master was so anxious to wink and let him go, what is his intention?He is now "in a coma", so he still wants to be alone with His Highness?The son is really stunned!

Shaking his head, he went down to find the imperial doctor.

inside the house.

The air was suddenly quiet, only the wind passing through the hall brought rustling noises.

Song Qinghuan stood in the room, breathing a little short of breath.

Suddenly his eyes froze.

What is she upset about?
Shen Chuhan is a complete stranger to her now, what's more, he is in a coma now, what can he do with himself?
If every time she sees Shen Chuhan with such a restless appearance, he will definitely see the clues. From now on, she should be calm and straightforward, and if she drags on like this, she will only go back to her previous life. old road!

Thinking like this, the turbulent emotions suddenly calmed down.

The most urgent task right now is to get rid of Shen Chuhan's poison, before Mu Bai comes, she just needs to wait in peace.

His footsteps moved slightly, and he looked at the furnishings in the room calmly.

Shen Chuhan's room was as cold and simple as before.A bed and a cupboard in the inner room, a long and a sitting couch in the outer room, that's all.

The inside and the outside are separated by brocade curtains, and the fine cloud light brocade is woven, and the silver thread embroiders cloud patterns, and the sun shines with fine light.With a flick of his eyes, he seemed to see dark lines flowing on the curtain.

Take a few steps closer and take a closer look, and you can see the iris pattern embroidered on the inside. The stitching is so fine that it's hard to detect if you don't look closely.

Her eyes darkened.

Iris is her favorite flower.She grew up in an orphanage, with a cold nature, but she likes this kind of flower that symbolizes light and freedom and is shaped like a butterfly flying.

But why is there an iris pattern secretly embroidered on the brocade curtain in Shen Chuhan's room?

She didn't remember him liking irises.

Shen Chuhan is obsessed with cleanliness and has a noble personality, so he must be extremely particular about everything he uses.This time around, the large pieces of furniture in this house may be old items from Xuanfengyuan, but small pieces such as curtains, brocade curtains, cups, pots and lamps must be prepared by themselves.

What's even more strange is that irises like to be warm, and they are not planted in the cold north, only in the southern part of Zhao Kingdom and Yu Kingdom.

An undercurrent surged in the eyes for a moment.

Turning his head suddenly, his sharp sword-like gaze shot suspiciously at Shen Chuhan who was on the couch, his eyes full of suspicion.

Staring at her for a moment, she didn't want to, but saw Shen Chuhan's long eyelashes trembling, and slowly opened his eyes, a pair of black pupils that were as cold as the rain and fog in the sky looked at her!
Xu Shi still had Fang Xing's hesitation, and Shen Chuhan's eyes were entwined with mist, which concealed a bit of his usual sharpness and coldness.

His eyes fell on Song Qinghuan's face, he seemed to be startled, and he hesitated for a moment before speaking, "Wu... Wuyang Diji...?" The voice was clear, like a gurgling stream.

Song Qinghuan recovered from the shock, and nodded at Shen Chuhan, "Ms. Shen is awake? I'm going to call Mubai." His expression was indifferent, with a bit of surprise just right.

Actually woke up at this time!Probably... the antidote developed by the imperial physician last night worked.

She turned around and hurried towards the door.

"God...cough cough..."

Shen Chuhan's slightly weak voice came from behind him, and immediately after that, he heard the clang of heavy objects falling to the ground.

She frowned slightly, stopped and turned her head.

(End of this chapter)