Wen Sinuan immediately put down the book, walked over without hesitation, and asked the servant, "What kind of medicine is this?"

"Third Young Grandma, this is the medicine of the Third Young Master. The servant replied respectfully, but his hand shrank back guardedly.

Wen Sinuan's eyes slipped over the maid's face behind the lenses, and her mind searched quickly.

The maid in front of her was the first time she had seen her since she got married, and she looked like she was in her forties, much older than the kitchen and the maids who did the cleaning.

Could it be that he cooked medicine specifically for Huo Liting?

She reached for the medicine: "Give it to me, let me come." ”

The maid hurriedly avoided her hand: "Third Young Grandma, serving the Third Young Master to drink medicine, it was the old lady who told me that I had to do it myself, so let me come." ”

After she finished speaking, she quickly took the medicine and spared Wen Sinuan and walked towards Huo Liting.

Wen Sannuan pursed her lips.

Medicine indeed!

Poison!

If she is right, these seemingly tonic herbs, among which have two medicinal properties, can cause chronic poisoning when taken for a long time.

I don't know how long Huo Liting has been drinking, no wonder his health is so bad now!

The maid had already sent the medicine to Huo Liting: "Third Young Master, the medicine should be drunk while it is hot in order to achieve the best therapeutic effect." ”

Huo Liting made another stroke on the canvas before putting down the brush and going to receive the medicine.

Wen Sinuan hooked the corners of his mouth, walked over quickly, took the bowl in his hand first, and said with a smile: "Yes, yes, Chinese medicine is to be hot, I know this." Come, uncle, you draw yours, I'll feed you!"

"No, I don't. Huo Liting frowned, slid his wheelchair, and turned sideways to avoid it.

Wen Sinuan was unexpected, and kicked in the wheelchair, causing her to gasp in pain.

At the same time, the medicine bowl in her hand was crooked, and the whole bowl of medicine was thrown towards the painting impartially.

Poof-

The medicinal soup instantly dyed a good picture into black and brown.

"Oops!" Wen Sinuan didn't care about the pain, quickly put the bowl back in the tray, pulled the sleeve of his coat and wiped the soup on the painting: "I'm sorry! Uncle, I'm sorry! I, I didn't mean to." ”

She tried to clean the painting, but the more it got dirty, her face turned pale with anxiety, and her eyes were full of guilt.

Huo Liting's eyebrows narrowed, and he stretched out his hand to pull her away: "That's enough, serving tea and delivering medicine are all things that the servants do, and you are not allowed to interfere in the future." ”

Wen Sinuan was staggered, and finally stood firm, hung her head in frustration, and let out a low "oh".

No one noticed, the maid's hand holding the tray tightened, and he glanced at Wen Sinuan fiercely.

The next time, the servant's face returned to respect, and he said to Huo Liting: "Sanshao, I'll go and boil a bowl for you again right away." ”

She methodically straightened the dishes and retreated.

Huo Liting stared at the completely deformed painting in front of him, his eyes deep and complex.

Wen Sinuan didn't speak, until she heard the maid's footsteps disappear completely, she rubbed her kicking and hurt feet and muttered: "Uncle, this medicine smells so bad, you better stop drinking it!"

Huo Liting raised his eyebrows unhappily and glanced at her coldly: "Good medicine, can it be effective? Good medicine is bitter, you don't know if you are a medical student?"

！！！

Wen Sinuan was speechless.

It's really a dog biting Lu Dongbin who doesn't know the hearts of good people.

Forget it, for his sake, bear with it.

In order to make him wary of the Wen family, he now doesn't trust her at all.

Wen Sinuan bit his lip, he didn't trust himself, and it was useless to say anything.

If you can't persuade you, you can only think of other ways.

Her eyes fell on the painting, and an idea began to emerge in her mind.

"Okay, even if I'm wrong, then I'll clean this painting for you, and I'll apologize. As she spoke, whether he agreed or not, she reached out and took the painting off the canvas.

"No, I don't. ”

Huo Liting frowned, and his voice was cold: "I will redraw." ”

"That'...... Then I'll take it out and help you throw it away?" Wen Sinuan asked for his opinion guiltily, but his hand secretly clenched the painting, "Such a big smell of medicine, if you stay in the room, it will make the book smell." ”

"Leave these things to the servant. Huo Liting's eyebrows were already a little angry.

"This ...... Isn't there no servant?"

Wen Sinuan smiled, "I'll take it out now, and I'll give it to them." ”

Without waiting for Huo Liting to speak again, she turned around and ran.

Wen Sinuan almost ran back to the room.

She rushed into the bathroom, locked the door, sat down on the toilet, carefully identified the color of the soup on the paper, and then carefully smelled it.

She closed her eyes and matched each taste with the memories in her mind.

She hoped it was a mistake in her own judgment.

But as a result, her brows tightened more and more.