Chapter 449: Is It Poison?

Seeing that she had to go to the doctor, Xue Jincheng nodded slightly, and Chen Wenqing immediately went down.

Mu Zi walked around the room in a panic.

In order to comfort her, Xue Jincheng talked to her, hoping to distract her, "What about Sister Yuan?" But at the mother's? ”

Since Xue Jincheng fell ill, it has been rare to see Sister Yuan, she is just a child after all, so as not to give her the sickness.

"Sister Yuan is at her mother's!" Mu Zi replied absentmindedly, and then suddenly turned his head to look at Xue Liu, "Are you really sure this is wind chill?" Could it be poisonous? Chronic poison? It's just that it wasn't obvious at first, but now it's getting worse? ”

Xue Liu couldn't help but laugh and explained to Mu Zi, "Madam, the master doesn't show any signs of poisoning, don't be careful!" ”

Mu Zi stopped talking, she still had doubts, but Xue Liu's medical skills really couldn't diagnose it!

"Ah Zi, come here!" Xue Jincheng said to Mu Zi.

Mu Zi walked to him, sat down with his hand, and saw that his face was two points whiter than when he was sleeping, and he couldn't help frowning again.

Seeing this, Ah Gui quietly went outside to ask a few words, and then came back to ask, "Madam, Shizi, the meal is ready, but now serve it?" ”

Hearing this, Mu Zi hurriedly asked Xue Jincheng, "Do you want to use some porridge?" You haven't eaten yet! ”

Xue Jincheng actually didn't have any appetite at all, but looking at Mu Zi's worried look, he knew that if he told her that he didn't want to eat again, he was afraid that she would be even more flustered, so he nodded.

"Bring it up!" Mu Zi turned back to Ah Gui and ordered.

Ah Gui nodded and went out, thinking, how could she have ever seen their young lady so godless, she was really concerned and chaotic.

In fact, several of them had also discussed in private, and according to Xue Liu's experience of studying medicine for many years, the wind and cold of the prince were actually not serious. It's just that because he is the backbone of everyone, what happened to him has made their hearts extraordinarily bigger.

Everyone is actually a little concerned about it, but they are all people who are used to seeing life and death, and they can quickly calm down and do their own things, but the one who can't calm down is her young lady.

Soon, Ah Gui laid out the meal.

Xue Jincheng was sick and ate light porridge, which was similar to what Sister Yuan ate on weekdays. Mu Zi accompanied him, and he ate whatever he ate.

Xue Jincheng barely used half a bowl and couldn't eat it anymore. Mu Zi didn't force him, just let the small kitchen get ready, and the meal might be passed at any time.

Soon, one after another border city doctors were invited by Chen Wenqing, and Mu Zi patiently waited for them to diagnose Xue Jincheng's pulse.

However, everyone came to the conclusion that, like Xue Liu, it was wind and cold.

Until the last gray-bearded old doctor finished diagnosing his pulse, he touched his beard indifferently, "It's just a cold wind, it will be fine in a few days!" ”

Mu Zi couldn't hold back any longer and asked, "Is it really a wind chill?" Have you been careful? ”

The old doctor suddenly glared angrily, "It's just a wind cold, the old man has been practicing medicine for decades, how can he make a mistake!" ”

"However, his cold has lasted for half a month, and it is getting worse and worse!" Mu Zi's tone was also a little impulsive, obviously very impatient.

"It's not for nothing that the wind and cold go up and down for a month and you don't get better! What a fuss! The old doctor snorted heavily, picked up his medicine box and walked out the door, complaining as he walked, "Really, a big man, he is so popular, and I am a delicate little lady......"

(To be continued.) )