Chapter 482: Why don't you eat it?
I don't know why, at this time, Mu Qingyang's mind was like a movie replay clip, and he thought of a lot of pictures that were extremely inconsistent with the current scene for a while
Anyway, all in all, Sharon has almost no kindness to her
Doesn't it say that things must be reversed, rabbits will bite when they are in a hurry, if it is true
It's a big deal, isn't it?
At dinner, in addition to the dishes that were not used up at noon, Qi Tianhong also specially made a "pig blood soup", which Mu Qingyang said before that it can be used to "replenish iron" for Mu Lun.
Although he didn't quite understand what Mu Qingyang meant, "iron supplementation" was also the first time he had heard of it.
But he still kept Mu Qingyang's words in his heart.
There happened to be fresh pig blood in the ingredients sent today, and Qi Tianhong thought of what Mu Qingyang said before.
But what he didn't expect was that when he saw the "pig blood soup", Mu Qingyang's reaction was much greater.
Mu Qingyang put down the chopsticks in his hand, said "Don't be hungry", and before anyone could react, he had already walked into the courtyard.
Is the dish unappetizing Qi Tianhong looked at the dishes on the table and wondered a little, didn't you eat these at lunch, and it looked light, thinking of Mu Qingyang's previous taste, he also specially added a "spicy braised beef", why don't you eat it
When he was about to follow, he received a warning look from Qi Tian and "sit down"
Qi Tianhong raised his eyebrows, thinking of someone who had a lot of tables today, he also sat down with acquaintance.
Mu Qingyang sat down under the grape trellis bored.
From time to time, I looked back at the harmonious scene of the "big family" sitting around the table.
In fact, at this time, her stomach was already empty, and she had a great appetite for the dishes on the table, but when she saw Qi Tianhong bring the bowl of "pig blood soup", Mu Qingyang's mind uncontrollably appeared the scene of "drinking blood".
A bloody breath appeared in her mouth, and a wave of nausea welled up in her chest, which instantly wiped out all her enthusiasm.
Mu Qingyang picked up the kettle on the table and filled two large cups of cold water in a row.
Drink some water to quench hunger.
"Isn't it comfortable?" Mu Ziding quietly came behind Mu Qingyang.
Mu Qingyang's reaction made him a little worried about what the "medicine" had done.
Before Mu Qingyang could respond, Mu Ziding was already sitting beside her, and he couldn't help but take her hand and directly diagnose the pulse.
"I" Mu Qingyang was about to say that it was okay.
was stopped by Mu Ziding shaking his head slightly.
Well, the pulse needs to be quiet, although she thinks it's nothing, but she knows that she can't beat the curtain, and she doesn't say anything again.
Let his hand press lightly and heavily on his wrist until a moment had passed.
"Fortunately, the pulse is stable, nothing serious. Mu Ziding's face was relaxed, and he was relieved.
"It should be fine for a few more days. He then began to speak to himself as if he were at peace with himself.
But his sentence actually caused Mu Qingyang's worries.
"What will happen" She was confused from beginning to end, and she didn't know the specific situation.
"It's going to be fine. Mu Ziding looked affirmative.
But when I saw Mu Qingyang's puzzled face.
"Don't worry, what's there, isn't there an antidote," Mu Ziding said, raising his hand and patting his chest.
Mu Qingyang's shoulders drooped, "antidote"
She understood that Mu Ziding was referring to his own "medicinal blood".
Mu Qingyang glanced at Mu Ziding fiercely, secretly thinking that it was best not to use those "things" anymore