After breakfast, Tweety came over to invite her and took her to Dongfang Wan'er's courtyard.
After entering the room, she saw Dongfang Wan'er sitting on the bed, drinking a bowl of soup in her hand.
Seeing her come in, Dongfang Wan'er immediately smiled and said: "Tuier told me that you are here just now, I still don't believe it."
Bai Zhi stepped forward quickly, glanced at the soup in her bowl, stretched out her hand to take it, and smiled lightly: "It is enviable that the master of the East loves his daughter."
She took the spoon and stirred it in the soup bowl, then handed it to Tweet, and said, "Don't drink this kind of soup for Madam in the future, it's too supplementary."
Tweety said hurriedly: "This was ordered by the imperial physician of the Imperial Hospital, saying that the lady is weak and needs to make up for it."
Bai Zhi raised her eyebrows: "The imperial doctor of the imperial hospital said? Then the medicinal materials added in the soup were also ordered by the imperial doctor?"
Tweety nodded: "Yes, it is the prescription written by the imperial physician himself, saying that he should drink it on time, at least three bowls a day."
Bai Zhi sighed, and said: "Listen to me, don't drink this kind of soup for the lady anymore. You can tell me through it, I want to see the Dongfang master." It seems that the people who want to harm this lady are not only Poisoned, even this tonic was also used to manipulate, this matter must be told to the Eastern Master, but it can't let people calculate oneself but it is still in the bone.
Tweety went, and Dongfang Wan'er asked Bai Zhi, "Is there really a problem with this soup?"
Bai Zhi nodded: "This soup is drunk for people with ordinary physical weakness, and it does have some effects. But Madam Yu, not only is it not good, but it has a lot of harms. From today on, Madam’s daily life and food will be given to me, and I will definitely let it Madam's spirit is getting better."
Dongfang Wan'er asked, "So, can my disease be cured?"
Bai Zhi pondered for a while, and said: "I'm not sure now, but I will definitely try my best." When facing her, she really couldn't say those words, and couldn't look directly at her longing eyes.
Dongfang Wan'er probably understood what she meant, so she stopped asking more, and said with a smile: "Sit down."
When Bai Zhi sat down, she smiled faintly: "Do you think your eyes look a lot like mine?"
Bai Zhi said: "In this world, there are so many people who look similar, maybe it's a coincidence."
Dongfang Wan'er said: "I think it is a kind of fate, maybe the master pity me, let me in the last time, meet you as a child, you remind me of my own child."
She mentioned her child again. Bai Zhi could not miss this opportunity and asked hurriedly: "Where is your child?"
Dongfang Wan'er smiled bitterly and her eyes suddenly turned red. She raised her eyes and looked at the bottom of the room, holding back the upwelling tears, and pointed to the upper side: "It's there!"
Bai Zhi's heartbeat suddenly accelerated: "It's gone?" She asked. She also knew that she shouldn't have asked, but she couldn't help it, she couldn't wait to figure it out.
Before Dongfang Wan'er could answer, she listened to Dongfang Mu's loud voice in the courtyard: "Bai Zhi, come out, the old man has something to ask."
Bai Zhi sighed secretly, got up and went out helplessly.
When Dongfang Mu saw her, he took her arm to the side and asked, "What is going on? Is there really something wrong with Tang?"
Bai Zhi nodded, "If it is an ordinary doctor, it may be because you don’t understand pharmacology, but you said that the soup was ordered by the imperial physician of the imperial hospital, then I don’t understand. This Tang Mingming is good for the lady’s illness. No, but there are disadvantages. Why did the imperial physician prescribe such a prescription? Is the imperial physician being instructed by others? Or perhaps, he knew his wife's illness all these years, but he thought he didn't know anything?"