292. Chapter 291 Bing Ge Iron Horse Cold Light Splash 2
Uzhina pushed open the door and walked in, holding the freshly cooked meat porridge in her hand. She strode up to Arnold and said, "You have no appetite this morning, why don't you eat some meat porridge?"
Arnold's brows knitted together, "Take it away, take it away quickly." As he said that, a mouthful of sour water surged out of his stomach, and he couldn't help but vomit it directly to the ground.
The two people who were playing chess turned around and looked at her for a long time. Zhenjin showed a hint of worry, but deep in his eyes there was a layer of pain that could not be seen clearly.
Ganmala, on the other hand, was worried and strange. It seemed that Arnold's illness puzzled him. They all ate the same food and drank the same tea. However, in the past two days, Arnold's
His appetite was not good, and he felt weak all over. He thought it was because it had been raining for several days, making him feel sleepy. However, he actually vomited today, and his face looked a little pale. "What's wrong with you?
Are you ready? Do you want an imperial doctor to come over and take a look?"
"I'm fine." Arnold felt uncomfortable, but she was not an ordinary woman after all. She had the memory of two lives and watched a lot of TV, so she naturally knew what was wrong with her.
Zhenjin put the chess piece in his hand back into the chess box, stared at Arnold quietly for a long time, then turned to Uzhina, "Let the Qiyan imperial doctor do it."
Uzhina put the meat porridge in her hand on the table, "I'll go right away."
Since the last time Zhenjin was poisoned, he has been pretending to be sick recently to recuperate his body. Now Qi Yan's imperial doctor is in the palace every day. Whenever someone in the palace is sick, he will be treated immediately. Khan Kublai Khan has never said that he wants him to return to the palace. Really
Jin Ye never asked him to go back, so he just stayed in the palace naturally, treating the palace as a place for him to work, and even asked Zhen Jin to give him a secluded courtyard to use as a medicine hall.
Arnold looked at Zhenjin for a long time before he said, "Actually, you know there is no need to ask the Qiyan Royal Physician to diagnose your pulse."
"Why not?" Ganmala suddenly interjected, "When you are sick, you should see a doctor."
Zhenjin glanced at Ganmala and said, "Ganmala, you go out first. I have something to say to Amul."
Ganmala had doubts on his face, but he obediently left the room without asking anything.
There were only two people in the house, Arnold and Zhenjin. The rain was still falling outside, and the raindrops hit the green tiles on the roof, as if they were beating a special musical instrument.
"How long has it been?" Zhenjin's voice was very soft, and his eyes were so deep that it was impossible to tell what he was thinking.
Arnold did not avoid his gaze, but now she felt relaxed when he found out, "The night before I came to you was the day you were injured and poisoned."
A wry smile appeared on Zhenjin's lips, "Does he know?"
Arnold shook his head, "I just found out a few days ago, and I haven't left the house these days, so I haven't told anyone." After saying this, she suddenly lowered her head, "Zhenjin, can you not tell him.
"There was a hint of request in her words, and her voice was so small that it seemed as if it was almost covered by the sound of rain. Her eyes were lowered, and her long eyelashes were shaking slightly like outstretched butterfly wings.
Zhenjin couldn't tell what he felt in his heart, "Actually, you can go back to him. If you want to go back, I won't stop you." He looked at her, saying these words was like being torn apart.
"If you were not pregnant with his child, I think I would still have a chance and would still put you by my side. I would just wait, wait for you to forgive me, and wait for you to be willing to stay sincerely again."