One hundred and five cure

The little maid didn't urge anymore, just stood by and waited.

Zhao Shuang and the others didn't speak, standing beside the little maid and watching.

After about seven or eight minutes, the eldest young master finally put down the book in his hand, stood up, and walked to the table where the meal was set.

Zhao Shuangxin said that this eldest young master has a good time, not only pretending to be forced, but also drying the temperature of the food just right, eating too hot is easy to get esophageal cancer, isn't it?

The eldest young master walked to the table and sat down, reached out and picked up the spoon, scooped a spoonful of porridge and put it in his mouth, brewed for a while, and seemed to muster up the courage to swallow it.

The process of swallowing was very painful, and after swallowing, his expression calmed down for a while.

After another five minutes of rest, the eldest young master took a spoon again and scooped up a spoonful of porridge and swallowed it painfully......

A bowl of porridge, it took the eldest young master half an hour to swallow it, he was already sweating profusely, and he didn't move anything else to eat.

After the eldest young master left the table, the little maid cleaned up the leftovers of the dishes and chopsticks, and left with Zhao Shuang and the others.

Out of the courtyard of the eldest young master, the little maid asked, "Miss Zhao, can our eldest young master's anorexia be cured?" ”

Zhao Shuang didn't answer directly, but asked, "Has the doctor treated the eldest young master?" ”

"I heard that when the eldest young master was a child, the master invited many doctors, but none of them could cure the eldest young master's anorexia, and then the little young master was born, and the master didn't care about the eldest young master." The little maid said with some sympathy and resentment, it seems that she has been serving for a long time, and she also has feelings for the eldest young master.

After parting ways with the little maid, Rou Niang couldn't wait to ask, "Miss Shuang'er, can the eldest young master's anorexia be cured?" ”

Zhao Shuang said: "The eldest young master is not anorexic at all. ”

"Not anorexia? Then why is it so painful for him to eat, and why does he eat so little? The food is so delicious, I can't wait to eat it for him. Rou Niang said.

Zhao Shuang said: "If it's really a disease, I can't cure it, but I just saw this disease of the eldest young master, so I can try it tomorrow." ”

Not only Rou Niang, Fu Ning and Yuan Xi's eyes are bright, and they like to watch Miss Zhao make a big show or something!

Mrs. Xiang may have shown that she, the housewife, also cared about the eldest young master, so she said that if anyone could cure the eldest young master's illness, the reward of one hundred taels of silver would be turned into two hundred taels.

The next day's breakfast, it was Zhao Shuang and the four of them who sent it to the eldest young master, and the eldest young master glanced at the four of them, so he didn't give them another look, took care of himself, and ate his own food in pain.

At noon, it was still the meal that Zhao Shuang brought to the eldest young master.

Zhao Shuang saw that the eldest young master saw that the person who delivered the meal was the four of him, and his lips trembled slightly, but he still didn't say anything, and continued to drink a small bowl of porridge painfully.

In the evening, it was still Zhao Shuang and the four of them who delivered the meal, and the eldest young master seemed to be used to it, and his lips did not tremble, so he just felt his own pain.

The three meals the next day were still the meals delivered by Zhao Shuang's four people.

On the way to deliver lunch on the third day, Zhao Shuang met Mrs. Xiang, and Mrs. Xiang said coldly: "How did you treat the eldest young master?" Can it be cured by delivering only three meals a day? ”

Zhao Shuang said: "Today's lunch can cure the eldest young master's illness, but Madame has to cooperate with me." ”

Mrs. Xiang said: "As long as you can cure the illness of the eldest young master, don't let me cooperate with you, the whole mansion can cooperate with you." ”

Zhao Shuang said: "That's not necessary, I just need the cooperation of my wife and the little maid who sends food to the eldest young master every day." ”