"Quick! Doctor!" Not long after, Wen Shouzheng rushed over with a pillar and a doctor.
Sheng Yaoshan hastily stepped aside.
The wide cotton sleeves were pulled open, revealing a smooth, white arm, even the fingers were white and slender, although they were half-held weakly.
Seeing this, Sheng Yaoshan's heart trembled involuntarily.
I always thought that the cook's arms were thick and powerful, and her fingers were smooth and short. It turns out that a cook can also have such delicate hands, even better than the hands of a luthier.
Lang Zhong calmly put three fingers on his gentle wrist, meditating and meditating.
This doctor's age has passed the year of destiny, and his temples are like snow. It is reasonable to say that he is experienced and has seen countless diseases. But the gentle pulse was detected, but the doctor kept twisting his beard and frowning fiercely, and he didn't make a sound for a long time.
"Doctor, what's the reason for my little girl..." Wen Shouzheng became anxious and interrupted Langzhong's meditation.
It was fine just now, but in order to block that brat Shitou's self-mutilation behavior, she received this heavy punch inexplicably. It's because you're tired of throwing yourself into the competition, this punch, don't really break anything...
Wen Shouzheng was even more worried when he saw that the doctor hadn't said a word for a long time.
"May I ask Chef Wen, has Ling Ai been seriously injured before?" After a long time, the doctor asked.
"Seriously injured?" Wen Shouzheng was surprised.
"Seriously injured?" Sheng Yaoshan was shocked.
"Doctor, what did you say? Could it be that Rou'er was seriously injured? Wen Shouzheng! You are so old! My daughter will follow you to learn cooking, okay, what kind of cooking! Good girl, let me tell you, Wen Shouzheng! Rou If there is anything wrong with me, I will never end with you!" Zhou Shi just heard the doctor's words, changed from her usual demure manner, and frantically tore Wen Shouzheng's clothes.
"This sister-in-law, this sister-in-law, and an assistant!" The doctor had never seen such a posture before. Hastened to dissuade.
"Doctor, what the hell is going on! My Rou'er has never been seriously injured since she was a child! Could it be today..." Wen Shouzheng stopped the crazy Zhou Shi, and asked questions extremely fast.
"Chef Wen, I have practiced medicine for decades, and I have never encountered such a strange symptom of Ling Ai." The doctor looked surprised, stood up and paused, and continued, "Ling Ai's pulse shows that she has suffered a serious trauma , has damaged vitality. It can be diagnosed carefully. It seems that Ling Ai's whole body has never been seriously injured recently. There is no trace of trauma! Moreover, Ling Ai's pulse is sometimes thin and sometimes slippery, making it difficult to catch. This is An expression of excessive worry!" The doctor said, and sighed heavily, it seems that the little girl lying on the bed should not have suffered such a serious injury at such a young age, let alone have such a heavy heart.
Sheng Yaoshan listened carefully from the side, and he also had various doubts in his heart, isn't Miss Wen a cook? Could the kitchen be injured too? Does Cooking Hurt Your Mind
"Doctor, Rou'er has never suffered any trauma since she was a child. All kinds of coincidences today, she just got punched by my apprentice, but that's why..." Wen Shouzheng was confused by what he said, so he hurriedly asked why Fang Dashi punched her. . With so many problems, not only physically, but also mentally
"Chef Wen, don't worry, the punch you received today is not serious. It's just that the location of the punch may be a bit of a coincidence, which will trigger such a chain reaction similar to a serious injury. A person's body and breath are inherently It's unpredictable and unpredictable, just like yin and yang and five elements, with many illusions, but the body is easy to take care of, and the heart disease needs heart medicine to heal!" After the doctor said, he sighed again.
"Doctor, please write a prescription quickly!" Although Sheng Yaoshan didn't fully understand what the doctor said, he almost understood it.
It basically means that Miss Wen was accidentally injured by Fang Dashi today, but the injury was not serious, but from the pulse, it seemed that she had been seriously injured before, and her heart disease was difficult to cure.
But where does a thirteen-year-old girl get so much thought
Sheng Yaoshan really didn't understand.
This girl is simply too strange, there seem to be countless mysteries in her body, at first glance it seems straightforward and easy to deal with, but the more you get familiar with it, the more difficult it is to understand!
But right now, let's hurry up and take good care of our body. Everything has to wait for Miss Wen to wake up before the truth can be revealed.
The doctor prescribed the medicine, explained it carefully several times, and then left shaking his head.
"Chef Wen, why don't I take the doctor back first, and tell the shopkeeper that you can take good care of Rou'er and sister right here!" Zhu Zi waited outside, and when he saw the doctor came out, he hurriedly asked.
"That's good." Wen Shouzheng didn't even have the mind to go back to Zuixian Tower at this time, let alone to be a swordsman. Right now, all his thoughts were on Wen Rou.
"Chef Wen, if you need help, feel free to ask. If you need any medicinal materials that Xianyang doesn't have, Yaoshan will do its best." After the medicine was successfully fried and brought, Sheng Yaoshan came forward and said.
At this moment, Wen Shouzheng noticed that General Sheng had been by his side throughout the entire process just now.
A general who had only met a few times, actually took so much trouble for ordinary people. Although he didn't speak much, his words were sincere and caring. Wen Shouzheng felt a warmth in his heart.
Wen Shouzheng got up and bowed, "Today's matter, there is General Lao Sheng. I will not thank you for your kindness. When the little girl recovers, I will come to thank you in person!"
"Chef Wen's words are serious, I'd like to take care of Ms. Wen, Yaoshan will come to visit some other day." Sheng Yaoshan clasped his fists, lightly stretched out his black cloak, and his blue shirt appeared, just like when he came, he left like the wind .
Although Zhuzi didn't hear what the doctor said in detail, but after returning home, he described the gentle situation with embellishment, which made the back chef of Zuixianlou exclaimed.
At this moment, everyone is pointing their finger at Fang Dashi unanimously, and they all think that a gentle girl, soft and weak, must be injured and unconscious because of Fang Dashi's heavy punch.
But why Fang Dashi wanted to punch, no one knew what Wen Shouzheng said at that time.
Maybe Wen Wen won the competition on behalf of Wen Shouzheng, and Fang Dashi, who is the number one disciple, felt jealous
For a while, the back kitchen of Zuixianlou talked a lot, saying everything.
Because Fang Dashi injured his hand, he couldn't do the work in the kitchen, and there were rumors and gossips around him. He was filled with shame and anger, and he ran away by himself.
Originally, Sheng Yaoshan came out early in the morning to buy breakfast for Mr. Songtao and his party. How could he have encountered such an experience, and how could he have known that this delivery would be delayed for half a day, when Sheng Yaoshan rushed back to Mr. Songtao's residence empty-handed , a group of people have long disappeared.
Sheng Yaoshan looked up at the sky, it was already noon, he thought he didn't have breakfast, now it's lunch time, Mr Songtao and his party must have gone to Zuixianlou for dinner.
It must have gone wrong.
Sheng Yaoshan smiled helplessly, and immediately flew on his horse and rushed to Zuixian Tower again.
"Mr. Songtao!" When the all-too-familiar Mr. Songtao and his party appeared at the gate of Zuixianlou as usual, shopkeeper Li's face changed color.
Ms. Wen is not here, neither is Chef Wen. Even if Fang Dashi is here, he cannot play because of a hand injury. Can other chefs prepare meals that suit the tastes of these distinguished guests
"Hehe, shopkeeper Li, we went upstairs, it's still the old rules, just let that girl come." Mr. Songtao didn't know it at all, and he was still waiting for Rourou to show his talents as usual.
"Shopkeeper Li, my sister won the first place yesterday, haha, let her serve up the dishes for the competition today!" Wen Ting followed behind, beaming with joy. Wen Ting, who has been following Mr. Song Tao, did not know that such a huge incident happened at home.
Ren Yue followed slowly at the end, his loose white clothes swaying gently, looking from a distance as if the clouds in the sky were falling into the dust.
"Mr. Songtao, please come upstairs to the private room!" Shopkeeper Li hesitated for a moment, the signboard of Zuixianlou was not built, even if Chef Wen and his daughter were not there, Chef Zhang and the others still belonged to it!
Listening to Takeuchi in the private room...
Zhuzi graciously introduced the latest dishes of Zuixianlou to the distinguished guests.
"Xiaoer, it's enough to call the girl, you go to work!" Mr. Songtao raised his cup, took a sip of tea, then put it down gently, with a gentle expression on his face.
"Mr. Song Tao doesn't know... Rou'er and sister are not here today." Zhu Zi hesitated, not knowing how to answer.
"Not here? Didn't you just finish the competition yesterday? Could it be that your shopkeeper didn't let Sister Wen rest today? Why did you send her out?" Liu Xian is still a child, even though he is one year older. He has always been outspoken.
"His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince doesn't know something, Rou'er, she..." Zhu Zi was usually eloquent, but when it came time to make up a lie, his tongue was tied.
Ren Yue sat there quietly at the moment, and slowly raised his eyes when he heard the stuttering words of the pillar.
Ren Yue's eyes were calm and calm, his black pupils looked like a bottomless pool.
"What's wrong with her?" Ren Yue's tone was soothing and long, although it was leisurely and flat, it made people have an irresistible magic. It seems that the clump of ten thousand-year-old ice on the top of the cloud-like mountain has already reflected a dazzling cold light before it can be avoided, making you unable to open your eyes.
"She is sick, and may not be able to come for a while." Zhu Zi looked into Ren Yue's eyes and blurted out.
"Ill?" Ren Yue repeated, two faint eyebrows that looked like distant mountains, but they couldn't freely move closer to the middle.
Is this girl sick? Yesterday's abnormal behavior, could it be that he was really sick
Ren Yue's heart, which has always been calm, is like a calm lake at this moment. A sudden stone has stirred up layers of ripples, dizzy round after round, expanding bigger and bigger, and finally the entire lake surface is covered with ripples. Layers of waves.
An urgent impulse hit Ren Yue's chest as if ready to come out.