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

She often said that we should respect the old and love the young, and she has always done so.

But the prerequisite is that this old man must be someone worthy of her respect.

Xue Wenyu also paid attention to the old man, wondering how much patience he had.

"I'm so sorry, ma'am. I'll cook another bowl for you." The old man still looked apologetic and took the wontons away as he spoke.

Here, Xue Wenyu looked at his wife, who was determined to see the show through to the end. He hesitated for a moment and whispered, "Just take it easy. Don't tire yourself out, or it won't be worth it. Besides, there will definitely be opportunities like this in the future."

After hearing this, Mu Yingbao smiled like a fox. "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing. Besides, I'm just talking, it doesn't take much effort. You do the physical work."

Xue Wenyu shook his head helplessly, regretting a little why he suggested going out to eat wontons.

If this hadn't happened, she would have taken a nice bath and lay obediently on the bed.

Soon, the third bowl of wontons was delivered.

"Madam, please try it again." The old man put down the bowl, took a step back and said carefully.

Upon hearing this, Mu Yingbao picked up a spoon and scooped up a wonton, but did not put it directly in the middle. He just looked at it and said, "The wontons this time are obviously not cooked enough. The four sides are cooked, but the part that is packed in the house is not yet cooked."

Go ahead and put the spoon and the wontons back into the iodine, then looked at the old man.

"Did something happen in the old man's home?" she asked seriously and with great concern.

The old man was stunned. "No, why did the woman say that?"

"Why do you say that? Look, I cooked three bowls of wontons tonight, but not a single one was edible. If you are not worried about something happening at your father-in-law's house, could it be that I have offended you in some way?" Mu Yingbao frowned slightly and asked again.

The old man opened his mouth, wanting to explain, but he didn't know what to say.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Mu Yingbao suddenly said in surprise, "Father-in-law, you don't want to ask me what's going on, do you? Why are you being unreasonable and finding fault with me?"

The old man panicked when he heard this and waved his hands quickly. "No, why would I think so? Madam and the Duke often take care of my business. Maybe, maybe it's because I'm old, so my hands and feet are not smooth, and I can't even cook wontons properly."

Madam, please wait a moment longer, I will cook another bowl. If I can't cook a bowl of wontons that will satisfy you tonight, I will never open this stall again. "

After saying that, without caring about Mu Yingbao's reaction, he picked up the boron on the table and turned away.

Mu Yingbao took this opportunity to make a face and sneer at Xue Wenyu.

Xue Wenyu is beginning to feel a headache now. What should he do? Judging from the attitude of his wife and this old man, the fight will probably not be over even if they fight until dawn.

If I intervene, I'm afraid I'll ruin my wife's good mood and make her unhappy.

Soon, the fourth bowl of wontons was served to Mu Yingbao.

"Madam, please try it." The old man's attitude was as respectful as ever, without any complaints or impatience.

Xue Wenyu and his men also looked at Mu Yingbao, waiting attentively to hear what other faults she could find.

This time, she didn't even take the spoon. She put her face close to the iodine and fanned her nose with her hands. Then, she asked the old man with a questioning look, "It's already broken, why are you still so good-tempered, old man?"

This is very abnormal!

Could it be that you have poisoned the wontons?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Xue Wenyu and his men's expressions immediately changed, and they looked at the old man with murderous eyes.

The old man was also very surprised. He had never expected that she would be so suspicious. He asked in astonishment, "I have no grudge against the Madam. How could I poison her?"

His reaction made Xue Wenyu and his men even more puzzled. Why did this old man not act as if he was guilty?

Could it be that the lady had deceived him and there was no poison in the wontons?

"Husband, Madam, aren't you a doctor? You can test whether it is poisonous or not." The old man reacted and said.

Hearing this, Mu Yingbao raised his eyebrows; "Yes, you can test it. The simplest thing is, please eat a bite in front of me. If you have no problem eating it, then there must be no problem."

"That's fine." The old man replied, turned around and ran to get a boron and a spoon.

He walked forward and picked up a wonton, then swallowed it in one gulp with the bowl. After swallowing, he looked at Mu Yingbao's expression, then poured some of the soup in the bowl into his own bowl, tilted his head back and drank it.

Then he put the bowl and spoon on the table next to him and stood there motionless.

He doesn't even need to say anything to prove whether it's poisonous or not. Just the fact that he can stand firmly without any danger is enough. This is the best proof.

Mu Yingbao held his chin with one hand and looked at the old man standing across the table with great satisfaction.

The autumn night wind blew, bringing with it the scent of osmanthus. Mu Yingbao squinted his eyes in intoxication.

When Juan opened his eyes, the old man who was standing upright in front of him suddenly shook.

Then, the old man's body began to collapse. He stretched out his hands to grab the edge of the table, his eyes widened, and he looked at Mu Yingbao in disbelief. He still couldn't hold on, and he collapsed to the ground.

"It's poisonous, protect the madam." Lin Chuan jumped behind the old man, and with a flash of cold light, the sword at his waist was against the old man's neck.

Mu Yingbao stood up and walked directly to the stove. He lifted the coffin cloth covering the bamboo scorpion, looked at the wrapped wontons, broke one open, took a look, and smelled it.

"Madam, be careful." One of the subordinates reminded nervously.

But then, everyone was dumbfounded.

Because their wives rolled up their sleeves, put the wontons in the pot, and started cooking them!

"Come here quickly and get your own." Mu Yingbao called out.

The followers all looked at their master, only to see that the master was looking at them with his eyes. This look was really familiar. Every time when the lady cooked for everyone, the master would look at them with the same look.

.,,Those who reacted quickly rushed forward to queue up and took their own bowl of Daguan

Those who react quickly rush forward to queue up and take away their own bowl of big dumplings.

"Lin Chuan, Tu Zi, hurry up. The wontons won't taste good if they're too long out of the pot." Mu Yingbao called out to the two men who were guarding the old man.

"Madam, but this?" Lin Chuan was worried about the old man under the sword.

"If I tell you to go, just do it quickly. Don't worry, he won't be able to escape." Someone who was standing next to Mu Yingbao and helping to pass the iodine spoke.

When Tuzi heard this, he immediately put away his weapon, walked towards his master, and took a bowl of freshly-cooked dumplings drizzled with sesame oil. They were so fragrant.

Only Lin Chuan was still a little hesitant. He slowly removed the tip of the sword from the old man's neck and found that the old man had no intention of trying to drive away...