Chapter Eighty-Nine: I Want to Say But I Don't Say It

The injuries on Huang Ziqi's body were not thorough, and she was busy for a long time today, so she didn't even have time to eat lunch, so she couldn't stand it anymore, and in addition to the medicine that Emperor Xianchen gave her, Huang Ziqi herself also added a little medicine, which had a hypnotic effect, and Huang Ziqi fell asleep on the bed after taking the medicine.

The disciple went to call Changge, but met Mu Mu halfway and was stopped by Mu Mu.

Mu Mu asked, "What's wrong?" Why is it in such a hurry? ”

The disciple said breathlessly, "Master, Master's injury has recurred. ”

"What?" Mu Mu couldn't stay any longer, and hurriedly ran to Huang Ziqi's courtyard, if the god knew that she didn't take good care of her mother, she would be finished.

Mu Mu ran to Huang Ziqi's room, pushed open Huang Ziqi's door suddenly, and saw Huang Ziqi lying on the bed, thinking that she was unconscious, and immediately went over to check her pulse, and after making sure that she was just asleep, Mu Mu breathed a sigh of relief. She gently covered the quilt on Huang Ziqi, and then told Changge, who came in a hurry: "Niangniang is fine, the wound has been treated, and now she is asleep!" ”

"Oh! That's good! Changge was studying the poisonous needle that Huang Ziqi gave her, but when she heard her disciple say that Huang Ziqi's injury had recurred, and she couldn't stand steadily, she hurriedly put down the silver needle and ran over, and she was relieved to hear Mu Mu say that Huang Ziqi was fine.

Huang Ziqi originally promised Song Wan to accompany her to dinner, but because the medicine was too good, she was too tired, so she slept through the meal this night. Until the time for dinner passed, Song Wan didn't wait for Huang Ziqi, she was a little anxious, looking out of the door, she was almost looking at it.

Aunt Gui persuaded: "Madam, you better eat first, Miss may have something delayed." ”

Song Wan's illness has not recovered yet, and she is so hungry, I am afraid that she will be even weaker.

Song Wan picked up the chopsticks and put them down again, and said weakly: "Aunt Gui, you go and inquire to see if something happened to Ziqi." She was very uneasy, as if something had happened.

Aunt Gui knew that if she didn't go, Song Wan would definitely refuse to eat this meal with peace of mind, so she responded: "That old slave go and inquire!" ”

Aunt Gui found a disciple of the Medicine King Valley and asked, "Girl, dare to ask where the Medicine King is?" ”

The disciple glanced at her and said, "Are you looking for the ancestor?" ”

Aunt Gui nodded and said, "Yes! ”

The disciple had worry in his eyes and said, "The master came back from collecting medicine yesterday and brought a body injury, and today he was busy refining medicine for your wife, so the injury was not dealt with properly, and he committed it again this afternoon, and he has slept all afternoon, and he has not woken up yet." ”

When Aunt Gui heard this, her face changed, her eyes were full of worry, and she hurriedly asked, "What injury?" Is it heavy or not? Does it matter? ”

The disciple shook his head: "I don't know what the injury is, and I don't know if it's serious, but the sister who served the ancestor said that as long as you use the medicine given by the son on time, you can raise it for a few days." Although she didn't know what the origin of that son was, since the master didn't say anything, the medicine he gave must be excellent.

As soon as she said this, Aunt Gui's heart relaxed a little, and she said to the disciple: "Thank you!" ”

Aunt Gui returned to Song Wan's room and looked at Song Wan, who was sitting on the stool sickly, waiting for Huang Ziqi, and stopped talking. This matter is reasonable, Song Wan, a mother, should know, but after saying it, she is afraid that Song Wan will be worried and aggravate her condition.

Song Wan didn't see Huang Ziqi behind Aunt Gui, her brows frowned, her eyes were full of loss, and she asked, "What's wrong?" Is there something Ziqi can't do? ”

Aunt Gui looked at the lost Song Wan, her lips moved, she wanted to speak and stopped, she wanted to say but felt that she shouldn't say it.