Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

The little nanny looked over with suspicion, then quickly looked away. She felt her body and found that she was not feeling unwell. Poisoning should cause stomachache and diarrhea, but she did not have any of those.

"Yes, Aunt Wang, you're right. We've been eating for a while now and we don't feel unwell. We're definitely not poisoned."

*

Su Chen sorted the mushrooms into categories and prepared a mushroom feast on the table. He set up a barbecue grill outside and everyone could eat whatever they liked according to their taste.

When Qin Wushuang came back, he saw lights on in the garden. Many people were gathered there, chattering about something. It was different from the dead silence of the villa in the past. He went over to take a look.

After seeing who came back, the corners of her mouth rose slightly. She said why the villa was so lively, it turned out that he was back.

Su Chen raised his head and saw the figure. He sprinkled the roasted matsutake with barbecue seasoning, put it on a plate, and slowly walked over: "Wife, you are back. Try my roasted matsutake."

My nose moved slightly, and a special fragrance filled the air, which was indeed very tempting.

Take a piece and put it in your mouth. The unique aroma of matsutake mushrooms, combined with the barbecue ingredients, will burst in your mouth.

Qin Wushuang's eyes lit up, and he ate bite after bite, praising it generously: "It's delicious, even better than the ones I had flown in. Where did you buy them?"

Seeing that she liked it, Su Chen smiled on his handsome face.

"I went to visit someone's ancestral grave, and it happened to be in the mountains. I bought some from the villagers. They are all very fresh, absolutely no technology or hard work, and they must taste great."

"Come on, change into your slippers and we'll have a mushroom feast. I've made a lot of different kinds. Try them and see what you like."

"Mm, thank you for your hard work."

"It's not hard. It's hard for my wife to go out and earn money."

Qin Wushuang was coaxed into happiness, the ice on her face melted away, the corners of her mouth turned up, and she couldn't suppress it at all. She looked at him with seductive eyes.

Su Chen felt his heart warm up and he moved forward to kiss her, but before he could move, he heard a voice behind him.

"Sir, Miss, do you feel that something is wrong?"

"...??"

Qin Wushuang raised her eyebrows, her expression restrained, returning to her usual cold and majestic appearance. She looked at Wang Ma, whose eyes were wandering, and asked in confusion, "Wang Ma, what do you mean by this? What's wrong?"

Mother Wang pointed at the table, her eyes empty. "But, but I saw the table talking. It kept chattering non-stop. It was so noisy. Didn't you see it?"

The little nanny shook her head: "No, Aunt Wang, you're mistaken. That's not the table talking, it's clearly the duck."

"No, it was the chicken that spoke."

"...!!"

Su Chen watched them quarreling with a frown on his face. This reaction was obviously as if he had seen a villain. Needless to say, he knew that Aunt Wang must have secretly eaten the uncooked mushrooms when he was away.

He made it himself and carefully selected it, so it would definitely not be poisonous. Now it's fatal.

Qin Wushuang came over, glanced at him, and said in a softer tone, "Achen, do you know what happened to them?"

"Yes, it's poisoning, mushroom poison."

He shouted, "Come here, call 120 and send them to the hospital. Who else, Wang Ma, ate mushrooms with you? I'm talking about during the day, not this time at night."

Mother Wang shook her head, trying to restrain herself from looking around, and muttered softly: "Me, Xiaojuan, and Lingling..."

Su Chen silently took note and asked those who were not poisoned to find the people named and send them to the hospital together to make sure no one was left out and got into trouble.

By the time everyone had left, it was already nine o'clock in the evening.

The two of them ate a little, and Su Chen whispered, "Actually, if Jianshouqing is cooked well, it is very delicious, but if it is not cooked well, it will be like what happened to Wang Ma...seeing a villain."

Qin Wushuang pursed his lips to suppress a smile, hummed, and ate the roasted matsutake mushrooms with a calm expression: "This mushroom tastes good, roast some more, I like this."

"Okay, this is called Matsutake. It tastes delicious whether it's stewed in soup or roasted. I'll go get you some soup."

*

Renhe Hospital Lobby

The nurse held tightly to the patient, who was hallucinating from the poison and was jumping up to catch butterflies. She roared, "Behave yourself! Someone, help me!"