Chu Qiao had just arrived at Tai Hospital. She was not that eager to start investigating her uncle's case. She still needed to stay calm and get closer to the target step by step. Besides, Zhou Jiren had just said that the East Pavilion was locked and might be guarded. She didn't know how to jump over walls.
How could he easily enter that place with so much effort?
"Master Li, the director of Shangshi has asked you to prepare the spices for Mongolian meals such as roasting the whole lamb. She will prepare them according to your recipe. Tomorrow, she will come to the Tai Hospital in person early in the morning to pick up the spice packets.
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A maid from the harem walked into the Royal Incense Room and conveyed Xue Wanyue's instructions.
"I know, I'll be ready soon."
Chu Qiao knew why Xue Wanyue came to pick up the spice bag in person. After what happened at Yangxin Hall, she became more cautious and did not dare to make any big mistakes at the state banquet. Xue Wanyue's explanation also reminded Chu Qiao that spices
Never pass it through the hands of others.
The palace maid retreated, and Zhou Jiren came up.
"The Mongolian state banquet requires so many spices. How can Master Li handle it all by himself? Why don't I help you? Maybe it can be faster."
"No need, you heard it too. The supervisor asked me to prepare it myself. It's getting late now. You all should exit the Royal Fragrance Room."
Chu Qiao ordered in a low voice.
"Okay, okay, sir, you are busy on your own."
Zhou Jiren was of course happy to enjoy his leisure time and left the Yuxiang Room with his people.
In an instant, Chu Qiao was the only one left in the entire Royal Fragrance Room. She sat down and stared blankly at everything around her. Most of these spices were sent by the Chu family in Qingzhou, and they were the result of many twists and turns by her father.
Transported back from that dead road to the Western Region, there was a lot of sweat and hard work involved.
"father……"
Chu Qiao lowered her head, her nose felt sore and tears fell unconsciously.
I unexpectedly saw Chu Jing'an today, which brought back so many memories for her. She used to ride a horse and wander around the streets of Qingzhou, eating this and tasting that. Her little mouth wouldn't stop. Occasionally, she would mix in spices.
In the room, she studied the spices. Another time, she accidentally knocked over a candle and almost burned down the entire spice room, causing her father to lose a lot of money. Even if Chu Jingan was furious, he only punished her.
kneel.
At this time, those days of being punished by kneeling have become a luxury for Chu Qiao.
Sighing softly, she lay down on the table tiredly, closed her eyes, and felt the light fragrance in the Royal Fragrance Room. It was like being in the spice room of the Chu family. After a while, she could hear her mother calling her to eat.
Same.
She was so confused that she felt a little sleepy, until there was a sound on the door of Yuxiang Room, she suddenly opened her eyes and looked over.
Outside the door, a man in official uniform walked in. After entering, he closed the door gently, then raised his head and looked at Chu Qiao.
It turned out to be Chong Ximo?
"Why is it you?"
Chu Qiao's eyes widened and she stood up in surprise. Wasn't he recuperating at home? Why did he come to Tai Hospital again at such a late hour?
Chong Ximo's face was a little pale, and it seemed that he was still ill. He was still wearing the dark red official uniform. After entering the door, he coughed first, then looked around the Yuxiang Room, and then slowly moved his eyes to Chu
On Joe's body.
"Is there any water? I'm a little thirsty." He coughed again and only said such an insignificant sentence.
"have."
Chu Qiao looked at the table in a panic, as if Zhou Jiren had someone bring water in just now. She might have been nervous. The teapot and water cup were right in front of her. She was stunned for a while, then quickly poured a glass of water, and then lowered her head, at a loss.
The ground stood aside.
Chong Ximo came over and picked up the water glass. He drank a lot, but after finishing the drink, he started coughing again.
"Why did you come to Tai Hospital when you are so sick?" Chu Qiao wanted to go up and pat his back, but after thinking about it, she took a step back.
"You can't die yet."
Chong Ximo sat down and touched his forehead.
"You can hit me harder next time, so you don't have to be embarrassed to see me."
"No...I'm not..."
Chu Qiao said half a sentence, then lowered her head, scratched her hair with her fingers, and stopped talking. Isn't it because of this that he came today to settle a score with him? If that was the case, she would definitely not complain at all.
After all, he worked so hard to get her out of prison, so she had to show some sincerity.
It's just that Chong Ximo knows kung fu, so wouldn't the attack be a bit harsh?
"I'm sorry, why don't you call me back?" Chu Qiao whispered.
"Not a bad idea."
Chong Ximo suddenly laughed and grabbed the tea cup.
"Don't, don't..."
Chu Qiao hurriedly waved her hand, his hand was so strong, wasn't this tea cup going to break her head?
Unexpectedly, Chong Ximo just poured another glass of water and drank it, staring at Chu Qiao.
"I never thought you would come to Taipei Hospital?"
"It's the emperor's decree. I am a doctor by decree, right?" Chu Qiao thought this reason was very suitable. She was a doctor by decree. She must be the number one person in the palace. It sounds a bit ridiculous.
"doctor?"
Chong Ximo's eyes narrowed. He didn't believe that the emperor would make such a puzzling decision hastily and send a cook to the imperial hospital to be the imperial physician. Such a ridiculous oracle was staggering, but the emperor was not a fool.
If Li Chunxiang really doesn’t know how to treat illnesses, how could he be sent to Tai Hospital?
Could it be that in addition to being able to cook and identify those special spices, she could also cure diseases?
Chong Ximo's eyes suddenly narrowed, and he actually stretched out his wrist and handed it to Chu Qiao.
"Come and see what's wrong with me?"
"You, you want to see a doctor? Why don't you go to the imperial doctor? I don't know how to..."
Chu Qiao felt a little nervous. She was just a half-baked doctor. How could she really treat people and prescribe a prescription for the Seventh Prince? She happened to be able to treat the same disease.
Did this guy extend his wrist like this to laugh at her? Chu Qiao raised her chin in annoyance. If this guy came here so late for this purpose, she would be a little unhappy.
"I saved your life, don't you think I should repay you in return? Two options... either check my pulse and find out what disease I have? Or..."
Chong Ximo's eyes fell on Chu Qiao's face and slowly moved down. Although there was no frivolity in his eyes, moving his eyes like this really made Chu Qiao feel uncomfortable.
"I told you that I can't diagnose the pulse. I just can't. If you don't believe me, I'll show you. If I'm talking nonsense, don't be unhappy."
After saying that, Chu Qiao took action and placed her hand directly on Chong Ximo's pulse. At worst, this guy just had a little extra blood and the wound was infected. What serious illness could he have?