"Who!" Bai Wusha suddenly raised his head and stared.
A small figure stepped back in fright outside the door.
Only then did he clearly see the figure outside the door.
It turned out to be Tang Ling.
Tang Ling looked at him carefully and wanted to push the door open, but she didn't dare. She could only stand outside the door and watch him helplessly.
"What are you doing here!"
"..." She bit her finger and said nothing.
When she heard that he was injured, she hurried over to see him. Although she couldn't help him much, she was really worried about him and wanted to help him, even if it was just a little help.
.
However, she was too young and couldn't really help.
Bai Wusha frowned, glared, and said one word: "Get out!"
Tang Ling felt extremely sad. This was the first time in my memory that he was so cruel to her and told her to get lost. It was so sad!
She lowered her head, tears welling up in her eyes, but they did not fall. She closed the door gently with her small hands and left quickly.
Hearing the rapid footsteps leaving.
Bai Wusha then lay down on the bed and gently closed his eyes.
The sky has darkened.
The maids brought various dishes and put them on the table.
"Master, eat something, you haven't eaten for two days." Huang Zi and Lu Shu stood nearby and urged nervously.
The owner hasn't eaten since he came back yesterday.
If you don't eat anymore, how can your body bear it?
After suffering such a serious injury, I need to eat more to replenish my strength so that my body can recover.
Bai Wusha didn't speak. After a moment of silence, he walked to the table.
When Huang Zi and Lu Shu saw this, they were very happy. They quickly filled a bowl of soup for their master and handed it to him.
Bai Wusha picked up a piece of meat, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it a few times. Suddenly his face changed and he leaned over and vomited.
He vomited violently. He had clearly not eaten for two days, and all he vomited was gastric juice, and his whole face turned pale.
"Master, what's wrong with you, Master..." Huang Zi became anxious and shouted at the guard outside the door: "Which royal chef made the food, drag it out and chop it!"
"Yes!" the guard outside responded.
"Wait a minute!" Bai Wuxia raised his head and ran his slender fingertips across his lips. A sharp light flashed through his ice-blue eyes as he stared at the sumptuous dishes in front of him. He suddenly thought of something and his eyes focused!
He picked up the chopsticks, picked up another piece of tofu and stuffed it into his mouth. After chewing it twice, he started to vomit again...
He took another sip of soup and immediately squirted it out and started vomiting again...
Can't swallow it!
I really can't swallow it.
The taste of these dishes is obviously the same as the dishes he usually eats. Why can't he eat them?
Why do I feel sick when I eat it and then keep vomiting!
This is definitely not a problem with the food!
Reminiscing about the last time, he also felt like vomiting after taking a bite of food. He didn't think too much about it at the time, thinking it was because of a lack of appetite.
But this time...
Only then did he realize that since that day, he had never eaten the dishes cooked by the imperial chef.
His meals were all prepared by Heiyu!
Even his illness and the medicine he took were all prepared by Black Rain!
Black rain...
It's all black rain...
Only then did he realize that he couldn't survive without Heiyu?
Damn it, it must be her fault!
"Master..." Huang Zi and Lu Shu also noticed that the master's face instantly turned ugly, as if he had thought of something terrible.