Buddhist Miracle Doctor: The Dark Prince, Can't Get Rid of Him

Prefect Qian arranged for reinforcements and walked towards Xue Wenyu's tent under the scorching sun, with Master Lu following closely behind.

When I arrived at the door of the tent, I just saw Xue Wenyu's men carrying trays of food inside.

There were two dishes on the tray, one was fried shrimp and the other was sweet and sour pork ribs.

"Master Qian?" Qiao Qi, who was serving the dishes, stopped and wanted to ask if it was not a very important matter, if he could wait until the two masters had finished eating before coming back.

But just as he opened his mouth, someone shouted from a distance, "Xiao Qi, what are you dawdling about? Hurry up and send it in. It's already so late. Do you want to starve the lady?"

When Qiao Qi heard this, he acted like a conditioned reflex and walked into the big tent without caring about his previous plan.

But Prefect Qian and Lawyer Lu just stood there, and then they remembered that Chang had not even had lunch yet.

The Duke and his wife are having lunch, so it is not appropriate to go in at this time.

"Sir, shall we go back?" Master Lu asked tentatively in a low voice when he saw that the lord was hesitating.

Before Lord Qian could reply, another person carrying dishes passed by them and went straight into the tent without even looking at them.

"Of course I went back. Would I be so shameless as to go in and eat for free?" Prefect Qian sighed, flicked his sleeves and walked back.

I swallowed my saliva as I walked. Their chef is really good at cooking. Just by looking at the color and aroma of the dishes that passed by me just now, I really wanted to go in and have a meal.

After hurriedly returning to the temporary Hengmen, Master Lu quickly asked someone to bring food to the adults.

When two meat dishes, two vegetable dishes and a soup were brought to the table in front of Prefect Qian, the waiter suddenly noticed that the prefect was frowning.

"Sir, your favorite fried tripe slices were brought back for you by the person who went to buy medicinal herbs at the request of Chef Liang." The waiter who served the dishes said hurriedly.

What has happened in Yudong City these days has not only made people panic, but also made people lose interest in doing business.

Not only do adults have trouble planning their three meals a day because they are so busy, they don’t even have the appetite to eat. Even if they want to eat something good, it’s difficult.

The cook was brought by the magistrate's wife from her parents' home, and he was taking care of the adults according to the madam's instructions.

"Smell, thank you for your hard work." Prefect Qian nodded and smiled, then stretched out his stick to pick up the belly slice.

While eating, I was thinking, the cook is still the same cook, but why is the tripe slices tasted so bad this time? Is it because I am too hungry?

At this time, inside Xue Wenyu's tent, someone had the exact opposite feeling from Prefect Qian.

With his wife sitting next to him, Xue Wenyu felt that today's lunch was the most delicious meal he had had since leaving the capital.

How beautiful is it? It was so beautiful that I accidentally picked up a piece of ginger and put it in my mouth. I chewed it and swallowed it without realizing it was a piece of ginger.

"Look at you, you silly one." Mu Yingbao looked at her man, who was not paying attention while eating, but just staring at her with a smile, so she peeled a shrimp and handed it to him.

I wanted to put it in his bowl, but he opened his mouth and came closer, so I had to feed him directly.

It's only been a few days since they last met, and he's already become so depressed. Mu Yingbao is really worried.

"After you finish eating, you can have a good rest in the tent." Xue Wenyu said after swallowing a shrimp.

Mu Yingbao peeled another one for him and this time fed it directly to his mouth; "I know you care about me and worry about my health, but I really can't be lazy today. If I don't go around and check on how they are doing, how can I rest in peace?

Don't worry, I know what I'm doing.

I will not tire myself out and give you another chance to be my mother-in-law."

Hearing her say this, Xue Wenyu was not surprised at all; "Then let me accompany you.

"Okay, eat quickly. Can you be full just by looking at me?" Mu Yingbao did not refuse.

In fact, there is no need to refuse.

The issue of the confinement circle has been resolved. If there is anything else, just ask Prefect Qian to arrange it.

Seeing that his wife agreed, Xue Wenyu began to eat with big mouthfuls of concentration.

The current situation is special. No matter how delicious and rich the food is, or how happy he is seeing his wife, the plague in Yudong has killed thousands of people, so Xue Wenyu did not drink.

After finishing his meal and putting down his chopsticks, Mu Yingbao led him to put on protective clothing.

There, more than thirty doctors had already dressed and were divided into five groups under the command of Qiang Dawu. They were led by yamen runners and were preparing to go to the designated points.

There were also a few doctors who were not wearing protective clothing. They were responsible for making medicinal soup. Mu Yingbao gave them the prescriptions before the meal.

"Madam, you don't have to go, right?" Qiang Dawu said kindly when he saw Mu Yingbao and the other two going in and coming out in protective suits.

"It's not that I don't trust you, but I will feel uneasy and uneasy if I don't go around on this first day." Mu Yingbao saw the expressions of several doctors and said with a smile.

Watching the five groups of people leave separately, Xue Wenyu slightly turned to Mu Yingbao and whispered, "I think you just don't trust them."

"They have never heard of this plague. How can I let them go with complete peace of mind?" Mu Yingbao told the truth.

After hearing this, Xue Wenyu looked at her thoughtfully, then smiled and said, "Okay, where shall we go first?"

"You still don't ask me. How should I know if no one else knows?" Mu Yingbao asked, looking up.

He was able to resist asking, even though he was always curious.

But she couldn't help it, so she asked.

"If I ask, will you tell me?" Xue Wenyu didn't say any nice words this time.

Hearing her tone and looking at her expression, if I ask her, she will really tell me. Xue Wen Ning quickly analyzed it in his mind. If that's the case, why not just ask?

The daughter-in-law looked at him and smiled slightly. "No, I won't tell you." Then she walked away.

"Ah? Then why are you asking me this?" Xue Wenyu was very surprised and asked as he chased after him.

"It's your business whether to ask or not, and it's my business whether to tell or not." Mu Yingbao said complacently and made a face at him.

"Hey, Yingbao, it's not right for you to do this. You are just teasing me. You are going to be a mother soon, you can't do this." Xue Wenyu was very unwilling.

Mu Yingbao ignored his protest. She really didn't want to tease him just now, but she changed her mind at the last minute.

Because Mu Yingbao clearly felt that he was not in a good mood.

Although, when he saw himself, he was very happy.

However, they had only met for less than two hours, and Mu Yingbao had discovered several times that whenever she left his sight, he would be distracted the next time she appeared in front of him.

His brows were furrowed, and he looked very depressed.

Although, when he saw himself, he was very happy.

However, they had only met for less than two hours, and Mu Yingbao had discovered several times that whenever she left his sight, he would be distracted the next time she appeared in front of him.

His brows were furrowed, and he looked very depressed.

Mu Yingbao secretly inquired with several of his subordinates and was basically certain that he was feeling self-blame and guilt.

In particular, when she arrived, she really figured out the reason for what happened in Yudong, and also found a solution.

He thought that if Qiaoruo knew about Yudong's situation and did not hide it from her, but told her and brought her here, then, wouldn't more than half of the dead people have died?