He couldn't afford to provoke this grudge, so it was best to get out of it as soon as possible.
Zhu Ronghua was happy and secretly winked at the boy beside him: "In that case, let's change the doctor. Someone, come and send the doctor out."
The boy took the order and came over to take the doctor away.
Shang Yaozu was so angry that he blew his beard and glared at the doctor's hastily escaping back. Before he could curse the word "quackery", he suddenly heard Feng Qingyang, who was silent on the side, say something shocking again: "Hey, the doctor is being raped."
Did the ghost scare away the ghost?"
"Yes! The doctor was scared away by the ghost. My lord, can you ask Mu Ying to ask another doctor to treat the second sister?"
Chen Xi smiled brightly, huh! Zhu Ronghua kicked the doctor away just to invite another doctor who was familiar with her to come in and act?
As long as she, Chen Xi, is here, no one can even think of becoming a screenwriter.
Feng Qingyang blinked and nodded happily: "Okay! Mu Ying, did you hear what Xi'er said?"
"Yes, Your Majesty, Muying will come as soon as he goes."
Mu Ying's eyes glanced at Chen Xi's meaningful smile, and he paused, as if a burst of blue smoke blew past, and he suddenly disappeared.
Good kung fu! Chen Xi secretly admired it in his heart.
Feng Qingyang's eyes fell on Chen Xi, and he smiled proudly: "Does Xi'er think Mu Ying is very powerful?"
"Yeah!" Chen Xi nodded, considering the feasibility of one day becoming Mu Ying's disciple.
Feng Qingyang turned her face away dissatisfied: "I'm telling you, I'm even more powerful than him. Look, hey..."
The long body jumped up suddenly, rushing forward like a heavy lion...and then, bang!
Chen Xi blinked and watched dumbfounded as he suddenly bumped into Shang Keyao, who was walking around the corner with a tea tray.
Snap!
Amid everyone's astonishment, Shang Ke Yao let go of his hand, and a cup of hot tea with the antidote just made fell to the ground.
The amber tea splashed, soaked the woman's skirt, and meandered all over the place.
Chen Xi stared at the tea on the ground for a moment, feeling sad in his heart: Damn it! A good cup of antidote was wasted like this!
The look he glared at Feng Qingyang was also somewhat reproachful.
Feng Qingyang blinked in confusion, stared at Shang Keyao who was standing two steps away from him, then looked at the mess on the ground, and curled his lips aggrievedly: "Xi'er, they don't give me anything.
Have tea!”
Chen Ximo: "..." Master, it's not that others refuse to give you a drink, it's that you are always causing damage!
After a good return, he has ruined two cups of "well-intentioned tea"!
"I, I'll make tea again..." Shang Ke and Yao came back to their senses in a daze, looking at Feng Qingyang with a hint of unnoticeable guilt.
When she came back, she had two more cups of tea in her hand.
Her face also became paler.
Chen Xi glanced at the two cups of tea on the tray calmly, wondering in her heart: If the two cups of tea contained an antidote, then why was she nervous? Could it be that the antidote was not enough?
This guess made her eyes suddenly turn cold.
I really wish I had clairvoyant eyes and could guess the mystery of this tea.
When Zhu Ronghua saw that Shang Keyao had made tea again, he took three steps and two steps at a time, and hurriedly picked up a cup.
"Mother..." Shang Ke Yao frowned and secretly winked at Zhu Ronghua.
Zhu Ronghua's hand paused, then he subconsciously turned his hand to another cup, picked it up and left.
In her hurry, she didn't notice that Shang Keyao was in a bad mood, but the attentive Chen Xi discovered it.