Chapter 3 The prince is a woman 3
Ye Ji clenched his fists, and his eyes like black pools burst out with a bit of disbelief.
Ning Laogou made him wait all night, thinking that the other party had some conspiracy, but it turned out that he was ill.
Still hateful.
Ye Ji took a deep breath, lucky old dog Ning.
I hope he can recover soon. If he can't afford this illness, he will really be beaten. Thinking about it makes me feel aggrieved.
Ye Ji's emotions flashed in that moment, and he quickly returned to his usual majestic and deep look, making it difficult to see anything in his eyes.
"Everyone, go down." He waved his hand.
What kind of illness King Ning has, he will know after he asks Zhao Jincai. He does not plan to arrange for an imperial doctor to go there for the time being. Zhao Jincai's medical skills are not inferior to those of the imperial doctors in the palace.
Ning Guangjun, who had been in a coma all night, finally slowly opened his eyes and felt a little soreness in the back of his neck.
His eyes were still a little confused. When he saw Ah Jiang clearly guarding beside the bed, he suddenly remembered what happened last night, and anger crept onto his face.
He turned over and opened his mouth to shout.
Ah Jiang dodged and slashed the back of Ning Guangjun's neck with his knife. He stared and refused to fall down.
Zhao Jincai next to him touched his nose. Good guy, this time he understood why Prince Ning fainted.
Facing Ah Jiang's somewhat well-behaved face, if Zhao Jincai hadn't seen it with his own eyes, it would be hard for Zhao Jincai to imagine that Prince Ning would treat Prince Ning so roughly.
This is a cruel person, a cruel person.
Just don't know the other party's purpose.
"My father just woke up for a while and fell asleep soon. Don't disturb me." Ah Jiang dealt with the gang members who came to see Prince Ning. After they left, he ordered the guards at the door, "Keep a good watch, I will go to the mountains. ”
This is a flat mountain hunting ground. The tents are pitched below the hunting ground, and you can enter the mountain in just a few steps.
"Dr. Zhao, thank you for your hard work. My father's condition is stable now. You should stay overnight and go back to rest." Ah Jiang handed a money bag to Zhao Jincai.
Zhao Jincai was not polite. He took it with a smile and showed a greedy look to confuse the other party. He didn't mind at all that the prince took the money bag from Prince Ning. The other party should be thanking him for the bottle of drowsy medicine he contributed this morning. medicine.
Of course, the prince didn't ask for medicine to make people sleep. He asked Prince Ning on the pretext that he had a severe headache and asked him if he had any medicine to make people sleep soundly.
Hey, how could he not understand Prince Ning’s purpose? It’s not harmful to him anyway, just give it to him.
When Ah Jiang entered the mountain, Zhao Jincai returned to the camp shortly before he found an opportunity to tell Ye Ji what happened last night.
Ye Ji sat at the top without saying a word. Zhao Jincai was still holding two golden ingots and a money bag in his hands. He felt a little scared when he felt the cold air emanating from them. Although it is clear that His Majesty will not attack people without reason, it is still very scary.
Ye Ji took a deep breath. Originally, he had accepted that his busy work last night was in vain. After Zhao Jincai told him the truth, the anger of grievance began to rise.
Prince Ning, right? Well, that boy is very good. It turns out that this person made him stay up all night and wait in vain.
Zhao Jincai collected the treasure of Jin Yuan and returned to Prince Ning. He happened to meet Ah Jiang who was cooking something outside the camp. He sniffed it, and it smelled like mushroom soup.
He said hello with a smile and gave Ah Jiang a flattering expression: "I have met the Crown Prince."
In fact, he wanted to be called the God of Wealth.
"How come the prince makes the soup himself instead of asking someone to help?"
Ah Jiang's face was full of seriousness: "My father said earlier that he wanted to drink mushroom soup, so I should do it myself. As a son of a man, I should be filial."
"The prince is so filial, I think the prince will also feel very gratified." Zhao Jincai praised.
Hey, today I have seen what it means to be filial to a dead person, and what it means to be filial to a person who has died! After the mushroom soup was cooked, despite the delicious aroma, when Ah Jiang asked Zhao Jincai if he wanted to try it, he still shook his head and refused.
Just kidding, this is cooked for Prince Ning, who knows if it will eat dead people.
The fragrance was really fragrant, and the mushroom soup itself was very delicious. For some reason, the mushroom soup cooked by Prince Ning was even more delicious. He had never smelled anything so fragrant before. It's a pity that he doesn't have a vajra body, so he really doesn't dare to taste it.
After loading Prince Ning's bowl, under Zhao Jincai's puzzled gaze, Ah Jiang threw in two more fresh mushrooms and went to cook them.
Sensing Zhao Jincai's gaze, Ah Jiang explained: "My father doesn't like eating these two kinds of fungi."
Zhao Jincai looked stunned on the surface, but asked in his heart, is it really true? Something feels wrong.
After sorting out the world mission information all night, 997, who was planning to come over to see what was going on, heard this, and his electronic eyes were filled with confusion. Is that true? It doesn’t seem to be written in the information, right?
Maybe it was missed.
That's right, anything can happen in the small world, and it's normal for some information to be missing.
Seeing that the cute new host was adapting well, 997 was relieved and continued to be busy.
Now that he has a host permanently bound to him, he naturally needs to sort out more mission world information. He also needs to pay attention to some high-quality world missions and mark the time so that the host can grab them. They are all permanently bound, so the more tasks, the better.
Very busy.
But very happy.
Sure enough, the days when he is rolled up are suitable for him.
There is hope.
Ning Guangjun hadn't woken up yet, so Ah Jiang warmed the bowl of mushroom soup specially prepared for him, and then brought it to him when he woke up.
Soon, the newly added mushrooms in the pot were ripe, and she invited Zhao Jincai and the guards outside to eat the soup.
The guards were unprepared and took turns coming to eat.
Zhao Jincai hadn't left yet. Seeing that the guard had no problem after eating, he couldn't help but serve a bowl at Ah Jiang's invitation again.
It's hard to reject such hospitality. It's easy to laugh.
He took it to the tent to eat. Wouldn't it be enough to secretly check if there were any problems before eating?
Sure enough, he is an extremely smart doctor.
Zhao Jincai enjoyed the delicious mushroom soup and came out with his stomach in hand to take a walk. Suddenly he was caught by King Ning's guards, who said that King Ning had woken up, but it didn't seem right.
Zhao Jincai was weird and thinking about various things.
Ning Wang's camp, Ning Wang's followers are all here, and the noise inside is all from Ning Wang's voice. He took a closer look and saw that Prince Ning was sitting on the bed, grabbing quickly with both hands in front of him, as if he was trying to catch something.
ah? Could it be that Prince Ning was hit in the head by the Crown Prince?
Zhao Jincai suddenly glanced at the empty bowl next to him, and had an inexplicable idea. It couldn't have anything to do with the bowl of mushroom soup, right?
He touched his belly, feeling a little worried about his situation. I remembered that the prince later threw two different mushrooms into the pot. Maybe it would be okay?
Zhao Jincai still regretted that he should not be greedy.
Ah Jiang saw him and shouted: "Doctor Zhao, please help me find out what's wrong with my father. He looks like he's suffering from some kind of madness."
Zhao Jincai immediately understood that the prince had already thought about his illness, which was so considerate.
Facing the worried eyes around him, Zhao Jin let go of Ning Guangjun's wrist and said with a heavy face: "Your Majesty, the prince is indeed suffering from mental illness. This should be caused by a brain disease, and there is no solution for the time being. Perhaps, you can ask the imperial doctor to come and take a look.”
(End of chapter)