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

Although it is not yet the hot summer, Mu Yingbao, who was exposed to the sun, soon became sweaty, with beads of sweat running down his face.

My body is numb and I can't feel the pain anymore.

She felt like her throat was about to smoke and she felt like she was being roasted, all she needed was a pinch of cumin.

Mu Yingbao, how did your grandparents, parents and you learn from your childhood? How come you traveled to ancient times and left all their teachings behind in the modern world?

You are unwilling to take things slow and down to earth, and you are greedy and want to get rich quickly, and you want to easily get the capital to open a clinic or restaurant. Now, isn't it? Not to mention the clinic or restaurant, you may not even be able to save your life.

You can earn money but you can't spend it!

What Mu Yingbao wanted to do most at this moment was to make a pill of regret for himself.

Poisoning? How could such a thing come out of nowhere? Could it be related to the bowl of double skin milk that disappeared inexplicably?

Thinking of this, she suddenly remembered that she had previously suspected that it was the prince who was cheating. But how could she forget that what if it was the young master who entered the yard to steal food? He was a child, and the prince's only child. If he wanted to enter the yard, the two people at the door might not dare to stop him!

Moreover, the butler just said that if the prince was in the mansion, she would be dead now, which means that the prince is not in the mansion today.

Well, if we analyze it this way, there is a 100% chance that the child stole the Shuangpi milk! The child is so young, even if he has a weird temper and doesn't like her, he wouldn't think of framing her in this way, right?

It must be that someone discovered that the child had been here and eaten, so!

Mu Yingbao tried hard to keep herself clear-headed as she analyzed the situation, thinking that if the prince came back, it would surely be useful if she was given the chance to speak.

The sun was finally setting, and she was almost exhausted. In a daze, she saw several figures approaching the gate of the courtyard. The one in the lead vaguely resembled the prince.

Woo woo, you are finally back! She lost consciousness in excitement.

Seeing the prince coming towards them with a gloomy face, the two old women in charge of guarding the people beside them hurriedly went over to greet him with flattery.

"Master, you are finally back. When Madam learned that the young master was in trouble, she was so angry that she wanted to beat the woman to death on the spot, but she felt it was not appropriate, so she tied her up and waited for you to come back to deal with her." One of them said attentively.

Xue Wenyu didn't even look at the old woman, but reached out and pulled the cloth ball out of Mu Yingbao's mouth.

"She was fine just now, but when she saw the prince coming back, she pretended to be dead. I'll get a bucket of cold water and pour it on her to see if she can still pretend." Another old woman also wanted to show her courtesy to the prince, so she suggested.

"If she died, how would you let me interrogate her? Get out of here, you are a bunch of people who are always causing trouble but can't do anything good." Xue Wenyu scolded and angrily raised his leg to kick the person who suggested fetching water away.

The kick sent the man flying several meters away. He fell to the ground and struggled for several times, but couldn't stand up.

The other old woman was frightened by the scene before her and trembled all over.

"Why don't you hurry up?" Lin Chuan reminded the old woman in a low voice. The old woman came to her senses and hurried to the door. When she ran to her companion, she tried to help her up, but she couldn't lift her up after several pulls. She didn't dare to stay any longer and wanted to go back to report to his wife, so she simply let go and ran away.

Emma, ​​something happened to the young master, and the prince was almost mad. Fortunately, Madam was rational and let the prince leave the woman to deal with her himself!

After all, she is the mistress of the house, so she considers things carefully.

When Mu Yingbao woke up slowly, he found himself lying on the bed. There were candles lit in the room. It turned out to be night.

She moved her body. It would have been fine if she didn't move, but it hurt if she moved.

Did the prince torture her after he came back? A whip? Or a board?

"Are you awake?" Someone asked after hearing some noise on the bed.

"Who are you?" Looking at a pretty girl standing beside the bed, she was wearing the same clothes as Dongzhu and the others.

"My name is Nanzhu. My master asked me to come here to look after you. Do you want some water?" the other person asked with a cold tone.

"Oh, you are Nanzhu." Mu Yingbao said as he looked at the other person again.

In terms of appearance, she is comparable to Dongzhu and Xizhu, but this girl's beauty is gentle, although her tone of voice is very cold.

Because he had some understanding of Nanzhu beforehand, Mu Yingbao looked at her with favor even though she spoke coldly.

"You know me? It must be those two bastards who told you about me." Nanzhu was a little puzzled, but then she was relieved.

Although he uttered the word "hoof", Mu Yingbao could tell it was not derogatory, but rather had a kind of intimacy.

"What did they say about me?" Nanzhu suddenly asked a little nervously.

"They said you are prettier than them, that you have a very good temper, and that you are more skillful than them." Mu Yingbao felt that the girl was nervous about something, but she didn't tell the truth.

After the two of them became close to me, they talked about Nanzhu's love for the prince. However, I couldn't tell Nanzhu that because, to Nanzhu, I was a stranger who had nothing to do with the four of them.

Such private conversations between the sisters must never be told to others, especially to an outsider like her.

Nanzhu had never met Dongzhu and Xizhu before, so she would not understand the trust that Dongzhu and Xizhu had in her. If she knew that the two of them told outsiders about her private secrets, she would inevitably feel alienated from them.

"Don't listen to their nonsense." Nanzhu felt a little embarrassed and obviously relaxed.

However, she herself did not notice that the previous indifference in her tone towards Mu Yingbao had faded a lot.

"Your prince is really interesting. He came back and beat me without saying a word, but then arranged for you to look after me. What does he mean? A slap in the face and then a sweet date?" Mu Yingbao felt pain all over his body and thought it would be better for him to be unconscious. At least he wouldn't feel any pain.

It seems that the herbs in the yard that reduce swelling and inflammation will still need to be used.

"What nonsense are you talking about? How could I hit you? The pain in your body is because the rope was tied too tightly this afternoon. The place where the rope was tied is just a little swollen, but the skin is not broken. I am different from the other masters in the mansion." Nanzhu was unhappy when she heard this, and her face became stern.

"Ah? No? Before I passed out, I saw him coming towards me angrily." Mu Yingbao was a little surprised, but seeing that Nanzhu would not lie to him, there was no need.

Besides, after all, she likes that prince. Look, she can't bear to hear anything bad said about him.

"I'm sorry, I wrongly accused him. So according to what you said, he doesn't believe that I poisoned his son?" Mu Yingbao still asked in disbelief...