"Dr. Shen's medical skills are outstanding, how can he be a quack." Zhu Changxun smiled at her gently, and said to the old man, "Doctor Shen, don't mind, hurry up and give her an injection." ”

"Yes." Lao Langzhong agreed softly, stood up slowly, and waved his hand to signal Ping Qian to put the medicine box in his hand on the desk at the head of the bed.

Then he walked over, lifted the lid of the box, took out a dark blue needle from it, opened it, pulled out a gold needle three or four inches long from it, and raised it towards the flickering candle flame on the carved lampstand next to the screen opposite.

"No, I don't want needles!" Jiang Shu's mind was cloudy, and he hurriedly sat up and moved inside with the quilt.

"How can you do it if you are sick without medical treatment?" Zhu Changxun looked very concerned, leaned in, and raised his hand to grab her arms.

When others weren't paying attention, he leaned into her ear and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Mama Li is still watching here, do you want your old lady to know that you are pretending to be sick?" ”

"What?" Jiang Shu couldn't help but be surprised, "Do you see my ......?"

"Yes, this king can see that you are indeed very sick." Zhu Changxun knew what she was going to say, so he quickly interrupted her, and raised the index finger of his right hand to signal her to silence.

Then, he turned his head to look at Ping Qian, Lao Langzhong and Mama Li who were standing in the room: "You go out first, let this king persuade her well." ”

"Yes." The prince commanded, and the three of them did not dare to have any objections, so they respectfully agreed, turned around and walked outside.

It's just that when he walked to the screen, Ping Qian suddenly turned around and cast an apologetic glance at Jiang Shu, who was sitting in the carved bed.

Miss, it's the slave I'm sorry for you, I went to the Baoyu Hall near the Fuwang Mansion to ask for a doctor in order to save trouble, and I just happened to meet the prince who went out in the car. He decided to come to the house to see you, and the slave and maid could not stop him.

Ping Qian's apology was not spoken, Jiang Shu naturally couldn't comprehend, she watched the three of them walk out of the room one after another, so she tried her best to shake Zhu Changxun away, moved in again, glared at him angrily, and lowered her voice: "Since you know that I am pretending to be sick, why do you still propose to apply the needle?" ”

Isn't this a clear attitude and deliberately can't get along with her?

"Since you are not sick and you are good, why do you have to pretend to be sick?" Zhu Changxun smiled mockingly and did not answer the rhetorical question.

After waiting for a while, she didn't answer, and guessed: "Could it be that I have been confined to my home for the past few days, I haven't been able to leave the house, I am too bored, and I want to play some conspiracy to harm people?" ”

"The prince is so elevated to me, how can I have this ability!" Jiang Shu couldn't help but snort coldly, "If others don't hurt me too badly, thank God." ”

"What? Does someone really want to hurt you? Zhu Changxun looked at her slightly, staring at her.

"Or else? Does the prince think that lying in bed and pretending to be sick is my preference? Jiang Shu refuted mercilessly.

"Who is that trying to harm you?" Zhu Changxun didn't mind her bad tone, thought about it and asked.

Jiang Shu couldn't help frowning: "In this mansion, apart from Ye Hu's mother and daughter and that Ye Xiyao, who else can there be!" ”

If these three people could stop and stop making trouble for her openly and secretly, why would she have to work so hard and painstakingly to accompany them to act.

"It can make it easy for you to deal with the past, it seems that they are not very clever," Zhu Changxun smiled disappretently, "I think, the three of them together may not be able to match you." ”

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