Capítulo 2055: Chapter 2063: Wu’er’s Thoughts (7)
Mu Chongwu furrowed his brows and said, “What do you an by fainting again? Did Miss Li have a history of fainting before?”
The nanny replied, “Indeed, this dizziness is an old ailnt of our Miss. It flares up when she is tired or hungry, but it’s nothing serious; a bowl of dicine will do the trick. Princess, please bear with it, the old body will brew the dicine and co right over.”
Having said this, without waiting for Mu Chongwu to respond, she hurried off to the kitchen like the wind.
Hearing that Wan’er had a past condition of fainting, Mu Chongwu inwardly pondered: She is so young, yet she has this ailnt. If left unattended, it may beco a chronic condition. It would be better to invite a good physician over to examine her thoroughly and rid her of it entirely!
Thinking about this, he went outside and instructed his little boy, “Take my invitation and go to the Imperial dical Institute, ask for a good physician to co, and rember, one who is skilled in treating dizziness!”
The little boy took the order and left, while Chongwu returned to the room. Not long after, he slled the strong, unpleasant scent of bitter dicine. He wondered how she had managed to drink it all these years.
He looked around and, seeing nothing to counteract the bitterness, loosened the purse containing betel nut from his waist, intending to give her so betel nut to counter the bitterness in a while.
A mont later, Wan’er woke up with a soft moan. She opened her foggy eyes and looked at Mu Chongwu in confusion, weakly saying, “What happened? Why am I lying here?”
Chongwu replied, “Just now you got up too quickly and fainted. Your nanny has gone to brew your dicine; it’s probably almost done. I’ve also sent soone to get the imperial physician for you. When he arrives, I’ll have him examine you thoroughly. If he can cure your dizziness ailnt, wouldn’t that be good?”
On the couch, Dong Wan’er pulled a weak smile and said, “Master Mu, I’m troubling you again, I don’t know what to say.”
“Don’t say anything, it’s ti to take your dicine!” The nanny briskly walked out from the back kitchen, holding a bowl of steaming dicine, and the strong, unpleasant scent was evident even before she ca near.
The nanny didn’t stand on ceremony with Mu Chongwu and directly handed the dicine bowl to him, saying, “Master Mu, the old body won’t be formal with you. The stove still has Miss’s wound dicine simring, and it can’t be unattended. I need to watch the dicine pot, and I ask you to help with having Miss take her dicine.”
Mu Chongwu had no doubts and held the dicine bowl, saying to Dong Wan’er on the pillow, “Miss Wan’er, can you get up yourself? Do you need to help you?”
Dong Wan’er slightly furrowed her delicate brows and softly asked, “Is it hot? Is it bitter?”
Mu Chongwu had never tasted her dicine, so he naturally didn’t know if it was hot or bitter. But seeing Wan’er’s frail appearance, his heart softened, and he picked up the bowl to taste it himself.
“Gulp!”
He took a sip, found it not too hot, just a bit bitter, then held the bowl in one hand and took out a piece of betel nut from the purse with the other, saying, “It’s not hot, just a bit bitter. But no matter, after you drink the dicine, you can have a piece of betel nut to counter the bitterness.”
Dong Wan’er pursed her lips, struggled to sit up from the couch, reached out to take the dicine bowl, and as soon as she brought it to her lips and drank a sip, she spat it out.
“Pff—cough… cough cough cough…”
Not sure if it was too hot or too bitter, she spat the dicine all over Mu Chongwu, then started coughing uncontrollably, coughing so much that she couldn’t hold onto the pills in her hand, which spilled onto her body with a “Whoa.”
“Ah—”
She scread, seemingly scalded, and frantically tugged at her clothes.
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