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

What's more, I have no plan to live with him, so there is no need to meet the standards of finding a husband for him, so why should I be so harsh on him?

Mu Yingbao stood up, washed his hands, and took out the small medicine box he had kept in the kitchen.

"What are you doing?" Xue Wenyu asked in confusion when he saw her taking the medicine box.

"Bandage it. Even a minor wound needs to be disinfected." Mu Yingbao gave him scientific explanation while her hands were not idle. She held a cotton ball with tweezers and motioned him to stretch out his hand.

Xue Wenyu refused to give it to him. "What a joke! I have been injured so many times over the years. You are making a fuss over such a small cut."

"I know you are very capable, but this is different. Let me tell you, this shrimp grows in water, and there are many invisible organisms in the water called bacteria.

It's okay if you don't have any wounds, but once you have a wound, even if it's a small one, the bacteria may enter your body through the wound. At that time, it will be a big problem. I'm a doctor, I won't fool you about this matter.

Come, I won’t bandage you, but I will detoxify you.” Mu Yingbao suddenly figured it out and became more patient with him.

"Just don't fool me, otherwise you know how powerful I am." Xue Wenyu stretched out his hand half-believingly.

I watched her pinching her fingers and wiping them lightly with a cotton ball that smelled of alcohol.

She was so focused, and her hair looked pretty good when it was combed like a hemp rope. Xue Wenyu was mesmerized by her.

"Okay, don't move, just sit here." Mu Yingbao let go of his hand, packed up the medicine box and put it back where it was, washed his hands again, and continued to peel the shrimp shells.

"If you are hungry, there is a jar of sesame balls in the cupboard. You can eat some to fill your stomach." Mu Yingbao said to him while he was busy with his hands.

Xue Wenyu shook his head; "Not hungry yet."

He wanted to save his stomach for the delicious dumplings and didn't want to eat any sesame balls.

Luo Bo leaned on the edge of the table, his chin supported by his hand, and watched Mu Yingbao peel the shrimp shells quickly.

He wanted to talk to her, but he was afraid of distracting her and hurting her hands, so he held back.

He couldn't help but think, if he had treated Qiaoruo better on their wedding day and hadn't used the impersonation as an excuse, would he have been so happy? Would they have been a real couple?

If things go well, we will have at least two children!

Finally, Mu Yingbao put down the knife in his hand, stood up and began to clean up the table. After a short while, the messy table was clean and tidy again.

Watching her find a small jar in the cupboard, he thought she was afraid that he would be hungry and wanted to give him some sesame balls, but he saw her open the lid and pour the food into the small bowl, grain by grain. Oh, it turned out to be pine nuts.

Mu Yingbao washed his hands and kneaded the dough before cleaning and chopping the shrimps and mixing them.

"You are such a skilled doctor and you make money so quickly, why don't you hire a cook and teach him cooking? That way you won't have to work so hard to eat ready-made food? If you're afraid that Xue won't learn how to cook and will leave, then make him sign a contract to sell himself." Xue Wenyu finally had a chance to speak.

"Do you think I'm tired doing all this?" Mu Yingbao asked with a smile.

Xue Wenyu thought about it and shook his head.

She is as focused and serious when cooking as she is when treating patients, and her spirits are high.

"This is my hobby. I won't feel tired when I like to do something. What about you? Do you have something you like to do? Practicing martial arts or calligraphy? Or something else, such as riding horses, archery, hunting, etc.?" Mu Yingbao answered and asked him.

After hearing this, Xue Wenyu thought seriously that he learned martial arts in his childhood in order to protect himself, and he learned calligraphy, horse riding and archery in order to stand out from the crowd and not become a prince who was nothing.

As for hunting, that is a completely unavoidable social activity.

Thinking of this, he frowned. Why didn't he do anything just because he was happy?

Mu Yingbao noticed the change in his expression, roughly guessed what he was thinking, and secretly regretted why she asked him this.

"It doesn't matter. If you didn't have it before, you can slowly look for it in the future and you will definitely find your hobby. Playing chess, drinking tea, fishing by the lake and so on. Maybe you just haven't discovered it yet." Mu Yingbao comforted.

Yes, she would find it. How could Xue Wenyu not hear that she was trying to comfort herself?

At this time, Yadan, who had just finished her meal in the kitchen, hurried back. She put a bundle of firewood by the stove, picked up the garbage and dumped it, cleaned it and put it back, and then sat by the stove waiting for the fire to start, with no intention of leaving. Obviously, a girl who worked very quickly was really annoying in Xue Wenyu's eyes. In this yard, he felt that Yadan and Shitou were redundant.

Mu Yingbao can tidy the room, cook, and wash clothes. It doesn't matter if there is no maid or servant left. Xue Wenyu finds everyone an eyesore now.

In the whole yard, there are only him and her.

Shan, no, we have to help Brother Hui's kid up there quickly.

As for the civil officials, let his grandfather and uncle be in charge, and as for the military generals, it will be enough to have Shang Yang and Luo Yi to control them.

As for that devil? He will definitely not agree to keep him in the palace. Never mind, just take him with you. Anyway, he can be quite perceptive sometimes.

While Mu Yingbao started to pry open the dumpling skins, he didn't know that the person at the table had already assigned the personnel for the later stages.

Xue Wenyu stared at Mu Yingbao making dumplings without blinking. Yadan, who was sitting by the stove, watched him secretly. Yadan thought that the young master was very abnormal. He just stared at his wife making dumplings with a smile on his face and didn't feel bored at all.

"Yadan, light the fire." Mu Yingbao saw that even if the old man and the child came, there would be enough dumplings, so he asked Yadan to light the fire.

While the water was boiling, she fried chili oil. In summer, there were no garlic cloves, so she cut some garlic sprouts for seasoning. She twisted open the apple cider vinegar she had made a few days ago, smelled it and found it was right, so she put it on the table.

Xue Wenyu also stood up to get a wine glass and poured a pot of wine from the jar in the corner.

He murmured as he ate, "The more dumplings and wine you eat, the better it tastes."

Mu Yingbao put dumplings into the pot while shaking his head and laughing.

Mu Yingbao put dumplings into the pot while shaking his head and laughing.

She thought it was okay to lie in bed at night, but she needed to analyze the situation carefully to see if this guy had been stimulated and had a mental illness.

Otherwise, the contrast is too great!

If there is one good thing about ancient times, it was that the temperature was a bit high in the summer, but it was not that uncomfortable to stay indoors at noon.

Otherwise, Mu Yingbao's bath would be in vain if she just made dumplings.

How pleasant it would be to have lunch together alone, eating delicious dumplings and chatting with her.

He had a beautiful thought, but he forgot that everything in the world is subject to change...