Early the next morning, Feng Wu originally wanted to cook a bowl of porridge, but was rejected by the four of them: "Prince Concubine, you'd better take a rest first and squint for a while. I've been working hard all night. I'll just cook the porridge."
Already."
Qin Yi hurriedly blocked the door of the room and ran away without giving Feng Wu a chance to react. The kitchen was a forbidden area and neither the Crown Prince nor the Crown Princess could enter. It was too scary.
Feng Wu was still a little aggrieved. How could she know that it was just a simple meal and why she would give someone a fever? But when she thought about cooking porridge, it was still very simple: "I just want to compensate for the following, cooking porridge.
should,"
As he spoke, he looked at Poria cocos, his eyes firm and flickering: "It should be very simple, just put the rice in and boil it. You can also add some minced meat, which is nutritious."
"Stop, stop it." Fu Ling quickly broke Feng Wu's fantasy.
Looking at her with blank eyes: "Stop talking, you see there is a living example in front of you. You better not waste your efforts. Just take good care of people. Don't think about some things that are there or not."
This was the first time that Poria had seen someone so confident in their poor cooking skills. Really, this was the only place where Dongfang Zhi felt that he had failed in education, but there was nothing he could do about it.
Feng Wu was discouraged and nodded approvingly. He began to wonder if his cooking skills were really that bad. But except for the poor color, there were no other problems. Why did he suffer from diarrhea?
Fu Ling knew what was going on in her head just by looking at her. It was as if she was squeezing her shoulders to shake her awake. Wake up, what was she really thinking? In the end, she could only say three words: "Wake up."
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Feng Wu was driven back to the room, walked into the bedside, looked at Qin Yichuan's pale face, and sighed, okay, it's okay. It seems that he will need to prepare more of this medicine in the future. He used to be confident that his body was very good.
I never thought I would catch a cold or have diarrhea.
Watching Qin Yichuan, the sky outside was completely bright, but the fixed clock still made Qin Yichuan wake up at this time.
Fortunately, Feng Wu found effective medicine in the corner of his treasure chest. After taking it, these symptoms disappeared, and he slept peacefully.
Feng Wu watched the man wake up and hurriedly walked over and threw himself on his chest: "I'm sorry, I won't feed you those weird things again."
Qin Yichuan smiled, stretched out his hand and touched Feng Wu's head: "I scared you, don't be afraid, it's none of your business. It may be that the toxins in the body are a little disordered. Besides, isn't this month coming soon?
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Feng Wu carefully hit him and muttered: "Are you the doctor or am I the doctor? I don't know what the situation is."
Qin Yichuan looked dejected, like a kitten that had made a mistake. He looked so pitiful that his heart almost melted: "Even if it's poison cooked by my wife, my husband will definitely eat it without hesitation."
Qin Yichuan's eyes flashed with confusion when he said this, but life and death are not the same.
Feng Wu frowned, stood up, and his hair was messy and spread over his shoulders: "What nonsense are you talking about? I have never poisoned myself before."
Later I silently added in my mind that they were all poisoned.
Qin Yichuan nodded with a smile in his eyes: "That's what the lady said."
Feng Wu nodded: "Then you don't need to go to Jingshuzhai today. Have a good rest. I'll go to the pharmacy to pick up some medicine for you and fry it."
Qin Yichuan looked at the cyan color in Feng Wu's eyes and felt distressed: "You should sleep for a while first. You worked hard all night last night. You can prepare the medicine later."