Soon, a man dressed in the Ming clan was dragged by Mingjin, carrying a small wooden box on his back, and he should be the clan doctor of the Ming clan.

"Patriarch." The clan doctor was about to salute, but was pulled directly to the bed by Ming Jin.

Lu Juan naturally stepped aside, observing Yan Wat and the clan doctor, when the clan doctor saw Concubine Ming, his face changed, he lowered his head and took something from the box he carried.

But Lu Wan noticed a detail, this clan doctor had never looked at Yan Wat next to him, and he didn't even have an afterglow.

A hint of darkness flashed in her eyes, the clan doctor didn't look at Yan Hut, one possibility is that the clan doctor and Yan Wat are really not familiar, and they don't even put Yan Wat in their eyes, but she thinks this possibility is unlikely.

The other is to cover up, so her previous speculation may come true.

The way the Ming clan doctor sees a doctor is different from that of ordinary doctors, Ming Concubine lay down, and the clan doctor took a small vermilion jar and buckled it three times under Ming Fei's umbilicus, and then put one ear on it.

He nodded quickly, his eyes flashed, and then he put the jar on Concubine Ming's forehead and turned it around several times until the skin on her forehead was slightly red, and then the jar stopped at the center of her eyebrows.

When she took it away again, Concubine Ming's eyebrows already had an extra point like a needle prick, and soon a bean-sized blood bead overflowed, and the blood was faintly black, not very obvious.

Lu Juan stood on the side of the bed, she could see the patriarch's expression clearly, although the patriarch's expression was calm, she could still see that he was nervous, including the moment his throat slid up and down.

She was sure that the clan doctor had seen Concubine Ming's situation.

"How's the patriarch?" Mingjin stretched out his head in the back row, his eyes a little nervous.

"The patriarch seems to be pregnant, but the month should be small." The clan doctor's voice was a little hoarse.

Concubine Ming stretched out her hand on her lower abdomen, and couldn't help but glance at Lu Juan, she remembered that this person just slapped her wrist and said that she should be a month pregnant, so she ......

"So... Am I poisoned?" Concubine Ming was slightly deep, and her voice was hoarse.

The clan doctor's eyes flickered, swallowed his saliva, and was silent for a moment before he slowly spoke.

"Patriarch...... Not poisoned." So saying, he lowered his head.

"Not poisoned? Great!" Mingjin is really happy.

And Concubine Ming's brows furrowed slightly at this moment, in fact, she had already believed what Lu Juan said, she was poisoned, but now the clan doctor said that she was not poisoned, what is going on?

Lu Wan sneered, as she expected.

Everyone's eyes also fell on her, and even Mingjin frowned.

Yan Wat also looked at Lu Wan.

"You came uninvited, and as soon as you came, you said that the patriarch was poisoned, and you suspected me, but now that the clan doctor said that the concubine was not poisoned, you better think about how to explain it."

The man's voice was soft, but there was another flash of playfulness in those eyes, fleeting.

Forced by him to ask, Lu Juan did not show the slightest panic, but calmly approached the side of the clan doctor.

"Are you sure Concubine Ming wasn't poisoned?"

The clan doctor nodded.

"You are the one who said that the patriarch was poisoned, I don't know why you said that, what is the intention of our Ming clan, but I am sure that the patriarch is not poisoned."

It's just that if he can control his eyes from sparkling, it may be more convincing.