Chapter Twenty-Five, Spy on Her

Mo Xiaoxing finally walked to the gate, wiped his sweat, and was about to walk out when two bodyguards appeared like ghosts.

"Miss Mo, Mr. Su has orders, you can't leave the Su family." The bodyguard stopped her.

Mo Xiaoxing weakly pointed to his face: "I'm sick, I want to see a doctor......"

The bodyguard shook his head: "It's not okay to see a doctor." ”

Mo Xiaoxing's joints were sore, and he leaned against the door frame and asked, "Is there a doctor in the Su family?" I was really upset. ”

The bodyguard said: "Mr. Su and Miss Lina both have their own personal doctors, and the Su family does not have a doctor. ”

Mo Xiaoxing wanted to cry without tears: "Then what should I do?" Burned here? ”

The bodyguard said, "I'm sorry, but we also did what we were told. ”

The bodyguard's words were already very polite, and there was no way to argue, Mo Xiaoxing thought that it was better to lie down while standing, so he could die more comfortably, so he staggered back to the room.

The staircase of the Su family is the kind of spiral style commonly used in the Central European court, which looks gorgeous, but there will be a dark place around the corner that the light will not shine.

When Mo Xiaoxing passed by, he felt that someone was looking at him, staring at him in a daze, and he was startled.

It's Su Chengying.

Dressed in a dark blue bodyguard uniform, he stood expressionlessly in the shadows, his long body motionless, like a sculpture.

Was it Su Weiguo who was not at ease with her and sent to spy on her?

Mo Xiaoxing waved his hand at him and said, "Don't worry, I won't run away." ”

After she finished speaking, she waited for a while, but Su Chengying didn't mean to talk to her, so Mo Xiaoxing didn't pay attention to him and went back to the room to lie down alone.

The world was spinning, it was really uncomfortable, Mo Xiaoxing wanted to fall asleep, but he had a terrible headache.

Lying in this strange place, surrounded by a group of strange people, the feeling is more unbearable than the physical pain.

"Gong Luo Jue, are you there?"

The gods made the ghosts, Mo Xiaoxing actually wanted to talk to him now, even if it was just sarcastic by him, it was much better than lying alone.

However, after asking for a long time, I didn't get any answer.

Also, Gong Luojue's status is so noble, her work is so busy, and there are so many people around her, where is there time to guard her poor girl.

If it weren't for the marriage contract with the Su family, she would not have had the opportunity to contact someone like Gong Luojue in her life.

Mo Xiaoxing thought about it, his nose began to sour, he buried his face in the pillow, and shrugged his shoulders.

After a while, there was a knock on the door.

Mo Xiaoxing began to have a stuffy nose, and asked angrily, "Who?"

"Is it Miss Mo? I am Mr. Su's personal doctor. ”

Doctor?

Mo Xiaoxing hurriedly jumped out of bed and ran over to open the door for him, and there was a middle-aged doctor in a white coat with kind eyebrows standing outside the door.

"Why are you here?" Mo Xiaoxing asked curiously.

The doctor smiled and said, "Of course someone told me you were sick, let me see ......"

He probed Mo Xiaoxing's forehead with the back of his hand, and sighed, "Ouch, it's really not lightly burned." ”

The doctor looks very calm and has rich experience in practicing medicine, Mo Xiaoxing is completely in a state of six gods and no master, so everything is done according to the doctor's instructions, the other party tells her to lie down, let her sit down.

"This thermometer will be fine for ten seconds." The doctor handed over an electronic thermometer.

Mo Xiaoxing obediently put it in his mouth, and couldn't help but guess in his heart who called the doctor.

Those two bodyguards? Or is it Su Chengying?

The task of the bodyguard is to protect the Su family and follow Su Weiguo's orders, there is no possibility of such kindness.

But if it's Su Chengying......

Mo Xiaoxing really couldn't figure out how he could care about himself.

There was no one else to choose but them......

When the time came, the doctor took out the thermometer, looked at the temperature, and said, "It's okay, you don't need injections, you can take a little medicine, but eating too much is not good for your health, let's use food supplements." ”

"Food?"

"Yes, you take this." The doctor opened the medical kit and handed over a packet of things.

Mo Xiaoxing took a look, and it was basically dry goods of Chinese medicine and stew.

The doctor explained how to make it, gave her a fever kit, and got up to leave.

Mo Xiaoxing hurriedly got out of bed and asked, "Wait, I haven't paid yet, how much is your visit fee and these things in total?" ”

The doctor smiled: "No need to pay, I am Mr. Su's personal doctor, and at the end of the month, he will settle it for me in one lump sum." ”

Mo Xiaoxing relieved his heart a little and offered to send him out, but the doctor also refused.

The doctor left, and Mo Xiaoxing stood alone in the room, with a fever-reducing bag on his head ridiculously, looking at the ingredients in his hand.

Do you want to stew it now?

Mo Xiaoxing took them downstairs and spent a while trying to find the kitchen, but before entering, he was stopped by a middle-aged woman dressed as a cook.

"The kitchen is an important place for the Su family, and no one can come in without Mr. Su's permission." The cook said.

Mo Xiaoxing raised the ingredients in his hand: "This was given by the doctor, and he asked me to bring it to stew." ”

"I'll do it." After the cook finished speaking, she took the bag of ingredients.

The other party moved too fast, and when Mo Xiaoxing came back to his senses, his hand was already empty, and the cook also walked into the kitchen, and she was stopped outside by the transparent glass door.

"That, the doctor said, must be simmered over low heat......"

Mo Xiaoxing opened the door and told the cook all the things the doctor ordered, and after finishing speaking, his already feverish brain was even more hypoxic, and his eyes were a little black.

The cook said impatiently, "Got it." ”

Mo Xiaoxing stood outside and watched silently for a while, and when he saw that the other party didn't care about him, he silently returned to the room.

At this time, it was just dark, and there was still a steaming dinner on the table, Mo Xiaoxing smelled it, and because of his nasal congestion, he couldn't smell anything.

After about two hours, the cook didn't show up, Mo Xiaoxing couldn't sit still, and ran to the kitchen to take a look.

The cook was still in the kitchen, squatting under the counter and not knowing what to do, when she saw Mo Xiaoxing walking in, she immediately pushed her out.

"Go out, didn't I tell you? The kitchen is a heavy ground! ”

Mo Xiaoxing pointed weakly at the stove: "My soup ......"

"Okay, I'll get over it."

Mo Xiaoxing went back to the room and waited for more than two hours.

Seeing that it was almost midnight, she couldn't help but go down again, and the cook sat in the maid's lounge, playing cards with several other maids.

"Is my soup ready?" Mo Xiaoxing asked.

The cook's face was full of impatience: "I'll go and see, it's really annoying......"

She went into the kitchen, opened the lid of the pot and looked at it, put out the fire, took out the soup pot and stuffed it into Mo Xiaoxing's hand: "Okay, okay." ”

Mo Xiaoxing looked down and saw that the soup was so clear and translucent that it was like a pot of tap water.

What about the ingredients? What about traditional Chinese medicine?

Mo Xiaoxing asked the cook, and the cook said disdainfully: "You poor girl from a small family don't understand, the soup stewed in a big family is stewed like this, as long as the soup is not cooked." ”

Mo Xiaoxing: "......"

She's just about to burn stupid, and she's not already burned stupid, as for teasing her like this?