Chapter 610 - Tonic soup
Godly Farmer Doctor: Arrogant Husband, Can't Afford To Offend!
After having breakfast, Cuiâer came over to invite her and took her to Dongfang Wanâs courtyard.
When she entered the room, she saw Dongfang Wan sitting on the bed, drinking a bowl of soup.
Seeing the little doctor coming in, Dongfang Wan smiled immediately and said: âJust now, Cuiâer told me that you are here, I didnât believe it.ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Bai Zhi quickly stepped forward and looked at the soup in the bowl. She reached out to take it and said with a smile: âMaster Dongfang loves his daughter very much, which is enviable.â
She stirred the soup in the bowl with the spoon and handed it to Cuiâer, then said: âDonât give this kind of soup to the lady anymore. This tonic soup is too much for her.â
Cuiâer was busily said: âThis was the order of the imperial doctor in Tai Hospital. He said that milady is weak and needs to replenish her body.â
Bai Zhi raised an eyebrow: âThe Imperial Doctor of Tai Hospital said that? Are the herbs in this soup are also prescribed by him?â
Cuiâer nodded: âYes, itâs the prescription written by the doctor himself, saying that milady should drink it on time. At least 3 bowls a day.â
Bai Zhi sighed and said: âYou listen to me now, this kind of soup, donât give it to the lady anymore. You help me pass on a message, I want to see Master Dongfang.â It seems that the people who want to harm this lady not only want to poison her but even moved their hands on the tonic soup. She must inform Dongfang Mu about this, he shouldnât let these people continue calculating.
When Cuiâer went away, Dongfang Wan asked Bai Zhi: âIs there any problem with this soup?â
Bai Zhi nodded her head: âThis soup is truly effective if it is drunk by people with ordinary physical weakness. But in miladyâs case, you will not get this benefit, rather you will destroy your body. From today on, miladyâs daily diet will be handed to me. I will make your spirit better and better.â
Dongfang Wan asked: âSo, can my illness be cured?â
Bai Zhi pondered for a while and said, âIâm not sure yet, but I will do my best.â When facing her, she couldnât say those words, and couldnât look directly at her eager eyes.
Dongfang Wan knew what the little doctor meant, so she stopped asking and just smiled: âSit down.â
When Bai Zhi sat down, Dongfang Wan faintly smiled: âDo you think your eyes look like my eyes?â
Bai Zhi said: âIn this world, there are so many people with similar appearances. This is just a coincidence.â
Dongfang Wan said: âI think itâs fate. Maybe my old man pities me and lets me meet you for the last time. You remind me of my child.â
She once again mentioned her child, Bai Zhi can not miss this opportunity, she busily asked: âWhere is your child?â
Dongfang Wan smiled bitterly, as her eyes suddenly turned red. She looked up at the roof, trying to hold back her tears, and pointed her fingers up above: âThere!â
Bai Zhiâs heartbeat suddenly accelerated: âPassed Away?â She knew that she shouldnât have asked, but she couldnât help it, and she couldnât wait to figure it out things.
Before Dongfang Wanâer answered her words, she heard Dongfang Muâs loud voice in the courtyard: âBai Zhi, you come out, this old man has something to ask you.â
Bai Zhi sighed secretly and stood up helplessly.
Dongfang Mu pulled her arm to the side when she saw her and asked, âWhatâs going on? Is there really something wrong with the soup?â
Bai Zhi nodded: âIf itâs just an ordinary doctor, maybe itâs because he doesnât know much about pharmacology, but you said that the soup was ordered by the Imperial Doctor of Tai Hospital. Then, I canât understand. This soup is obviously not good for the lady, but rather will harm her. Why did he prescribe this tonic soup to her? Is he, ordered by someone? Is he aware of the ladyâs illness in recent years, but thought nobody will know the truth?â