"Yes, yes, the old doctor is not helping me, but just a small punishment and a big commandment, who let that unlucky young master owe it to clean up, right?"

Doctor Hu nodded, he was used to seeing this kind of pickled thing. But he has the strongest medical skills in Hulu City, and his special identity is special, if he rashly makes a move on that kid, isn't it obvious that he did it, so he has never had a chance.

Although he can't completely solve the poison in those people, he can still deal with the symptoms and alleviate the symptoms. But he pretended to be helpless, and he didn't want to do it in the name of a miracle doctor, but he was puzzled.

One is punishment. The second is to leave a way for that little girl to live.

No matter how arrogant the city lord is, he can't watch his son die. Otherwise, this little girl is afraid that she will die 800 years earlier, maybe even worse than death, what else to treat?

Qinghu was delicate, and in a few words, she knew that Doctor Hu was on her side.

It's normal to think about it.

If you are not obsessed with medical skills, how can you achieve the name of a miracle doctor?

Those who have great love must have great hatred, otherwise this love will be fluttering and unsettled.

A brisk footstep came, "Master, the table is ready." ”

Qinghu's eyes suddenly lit up, she was almost hungry and crying, the last meal...

She suddenly remembered that the last meal had been a time when the guards had left without warning, and had returned with a table full of food.

This time, he seemed angry.

But what is he angry about?

Qinghu sighed, Lord Guard, will you come back...

She lifted the quilt and got out of bed, the red cloak folded over the pillow, and she picked it up and dressed herself.

Her shoulders were still dull and painful, her arms couldn't exert too much force, and it was not easy to put on a cloak, but she remembered the guards saying, "When you go out for a walk, you should never take it off." ”。

Then you have to dress well.

Qinghu followed the doctor to the dining room, and set up a table of porridge and various vegetables, and the meat was only fish and boiled eggs.

With a large table full of food, Qinghu suddenly felt that he had been treated like a hero, and his heart was happy.

She took the spoon and slowly poured it into her mouth. I thought to myself, this meal should be very much to that person's appetite.

Another sound of footsteps came, and Qinghu frowned.

The sound of people's footsteps is emotional, this heavy and urgent, rhythmic footsteps reveal the owner's irritability, anger, and the faint weakness of heart captured by Qinghu.

She looked at the white porridge on the table, and the corners of her mouth slowly hooked an arc. The doctor who was sitting next to him also looked like an old god.

There's a good show to watch.

The people who came were indeed the city lord and his wife, two nobles in brocade clothes, wearing valuable ornaments, domineering posture, and two pairs of eyes that looked red because of anger or crying. Behind him, the guards and maids followed a bunch, but they didn't come in outside the door. The only one who followed the city lord was the butler Lu Sheng.

He is good-looking, good-looking and upright. It is said that the face is like the heart, how can such a person be willing to be an errand in the City Lord's Mansion?

Lu Sheng first saluted with the Hu Shen Doctor, and the city lord and his wife also nodded and saluted. Doctor Hu didn't move, just watched lightly.

Lu Sheng moved the chairs for the city lord and his wife, and when the two of them were seated, he retreated to stand behind the city lord.

Qinghu put down the rice spoon and said slowly: "Have the city lord and lady eaten?" Do you want to use some together? ”

When the city lord's wife heard this, she slapped the handrail with a "snap", and the dignity on her face was broken with anger, and she was about to stand up immediately. The city lord grabbed her at the right time and gave her a reassuring look.

Qinghu's little face regained a little ruddy, and she said again: "Madam likes it, so why use a little." Although the meal is simpler, it is better to be light and refreshing, and it is also good to change the taste for Mrs. ”

The city lord was used to being rude, and he asked directly, "How can you save my son?" ”

Qinghu picked up the spoon, adjusted the porridge, took a sip, and said softly: "The young master and I can only live one, guess who I choose to live?" ”

"Ridiculous!" The city lord stood up and glanced at the butler Lu Sheng behind him, "You have been cured now." The poison of my sons, as you yourself say, 'Only you know what poison is in them and how to detoxify it.'" ’。 ”

"yes, only I know how to solve it." Qinghu sat down and looked up at the angry city lord.

"You can cure my son, why can you only live one?!"

Qinghu snorted lightly, "Isn't the city lord very clear? ”

"You!" The city lord strode to Qinghu's side and let out a heavy breath, "Are you really dead?" ”

Qinghu raised his head and looked directly at the city lord, with a slight light in his eyes: "Isn't it all between the city lord's thoughts and those who are not cured?" ”

"Ridiculous! It's ridiculous! The city lord slapped his palm on the table, the dining table tilted, the dishes "clanked" down, and the cups and plates were all over the ground, "This is Hulu City, you dare to threaten me?" ”