Yuan Qiu nodded: "Yes, it is the cold poison, but not all the cold poison. Today only a small part of the cold poison was forced out. The cold poison in the meridian points has been accumulated for a long time, and it is not so easy to pull it out at once. It takes a little more effort.”
These stubborn cold poisons could not be pulled out even after exhausting the essence of many martial arts masters, but they finally fell into her hands.
He suddenly remembered something. A few months ago, the housekeeper told him that a miracle doctor came to the capital. He was young, but his medical skills were strange. He could perform a caesarean section to remove the child and the mother and child were safe. He could also rejuvenate a person who had died suddenly, and he was called the Miraculous Doctor of Summer. .
He opened his bright peach blossom eyes, raised his blood-stained face, and asked, "Are you the legendary Doctor Xia in the rumors?"
Yuan Qiu smiled slightly and handed over a warm and moist handkerchief: "I don't dare to be a miracle doctor. The person I'm passing on to is indeed me."
He took the handkerchief and wiped the blood off his face. His originally pale and sickly face showed a trace of blood that only belonged to a normal person.
He nodded. She indeed had a unique skill. Although she had known that her medical skills were superb, he never thought that she was so skilled.
At noon, the housekeeper came over to announce that food had been set in the dining room and invited them to come and have a meal.
Yuan Qiu and Xing Ying went out first and waited outside for Song Ning to change clothes before going to the dining room together.
On the mahogany carved round table, there are all kinds of delicacies, all of which are wealthy dishes, heavy on oil and meat.
Yuan Qiu shook his head: "You can't eat these. From today on, your meals must be mainly light."
Song Ning smiled slightly: "Since it's been laid out, just use some as you like." He has never been very particular about food, and he doesn't eat much. With a large table of dishes, he can't move more than a few chopsticks.
Yuan Qiu refused: "No, you can't eat these dishes." She turned to look at the housekeeper and asked, "Where is the kitchen? Take me there."
Song Ning raised her eyebrows: "You want to cook for me?"
Yuan Qiu nodded: "That's right. I don't like these dishes myself. Make them for me and Xing Ying to eat, and I'll also make a portion for you."
There was a smile in Song Ning's eyes, and she nodded: "We'll see!"
Xing Ying had eaten the food cooked by Xia Yuanqiu, and when she thought of the taste, she immediately swallowed a lot of saliva in her throat, and hurriedly followed Yuan Qiu to the kitchen.
The butler looked at the table of delicacies and asked the master: "What about these-"
Song Ning waved his hand: "Withdraw!"
The servants filed in and brought out plates of delicious food. Looking at the empty dining table, for the first time in more than ten years, he felt a sense of anticipation for what he would eat later.
kitchen
Yuan Qiu steamed the fresh fish slaughtered and washed by his servants with ginger, green onions and homemade sauce. He used white tofu and lean meat and fresh mushrooms to cook a small pot of fresh soup. The chicken was marinated in the sauce for a while. Then chop the bean drum into pieces, add egg white, mix well, and steam until cooked.
Green vegetables blanched with sauce and freshly flavored pickled radish cut into shreds and served cold are her favorite side dishes.
Four dishes and one soup were just enough for the three of them.
The dishes are covered with special porcelain lids to ensure that the dishes are fresh and hot.
The servants served four dishes and one soup. Song Ning couldn't help but smile. He raised his eyes and looked at Xia Yuanqiu sitting across the table: "You have been busy for a long time and this is all you did?"
Xia Yuanqiu ignored his teasing, took the bowl from the maid's hand, served a bowl for himself, and served another bowl for Xing Ying: "Do you like it or not?"
When Xing Ying saw Xia Yuanqiu moving his chopsticks, he stopped being polite. He raised his chopsticks to pick up food, but a hand appeared out of thin air in front of him and took away the rice bowl in front of him.