Chapter 1221 Die under a bowl of chicken soup
Li Bushu opened his eyes suddenly and looked at the door.
"Someone is here!"
Zhu Chengxuan was startled by him: “Ah?”
He also turned his head and looked at the door. Sure enough, he heard footsteps coming, stopping at the door, and then a knock on the door sounded.
"A few, are you all awake?"
Zhu Chengxuan hurried over and opened the door, but saw a young student standing at the door with a basket and said, "The kitchen has prepared breakfast for you."
“…”
It turned out to be a breakfast.
A false alarm.
Zhu Chengxuan breathed a sigh of relief. When he looked back, Li Bushu closed his eyes again and leaned against the wall, but Zhu Chengxuan knew that he must have not slept that night, because he had just seen that his eyes were covered with red bloodshot.
I watched the student walk in, put the basket on the table, and take out the bowls and chopsticks inside. Breakfast was some simple porridge dishes.
Zhu Chengxuan walked to Li Bushu and said, "Brother Li, come and have something to eat."
Li Bushang then opened his eyes.
He didn't say anything, walked to the table, and Su Erjun and Xie Weisheng on the other side also came over.
The four people's eyes were still full of hostility.
It was also because of this hostility that Zhu Chengxuan felt as if he was facing a great enemy last night and had almost no sleep all night. At this time, he was already tired and sleepy. He just wanted to eat something to put his stomach on and find a way to rest.
So the four of them picked up their own bowls and chopsticks and started eating.
The young student also walked to the bed with a bowl and prepared to feed Qian Xiuwen something to him who was lying on the bed.
Originally, everyone didn't care about this. After all, even if the person was seriously injured and unconscious, he had to be fed soup and water, otherwise how could the injured person's body be able to support it. So Zhu Chengxuan and the others just took a look and still lowered their heads to eat their own food.
However, just as he was eating, Zhu Chengxuan suddenly smelled a scent.
He frowned and looked up at the young student: "What did you give him food?"
The student didn't look back and said, "What else can it be? Chicken soup. Knowing that he was injured, the kitchen specially made chicken soup for him and hoped that he would get better quickly."
He said, scooping up a spoonful of chicken soup, blowing it, and carefully delivering it to Qian Xiuwen's mouth.
At this moment, a hand suddenly stretched out from behind and took the bowl and spoon in his hand. The student looked back and saw Zhu Chengxuan put down his half-eat bowl and chopsticks and walked over, and said with a smile: "This, I'll do it."
"What are you doing?"
"He is a patient and is unconscious now. If you feed him like this, he can't eat it at all. It's just a waste. Let me do it."
The student frowned, obviously not trusting him much.
Zhu Chengxuan smiled and said, "Are you afraid I will harm him? This chicken soup was made from your kitchen and you sent it. If there is any problem, it is also your problem."
The student said angrily: "What are the problems we have?!"
"Will that be done?"
At this moment, a student came outside and called him, as if he was asking him to do something. He glanced at Zhu Chengxuan again, sure that he couldn't make any tricks, so he turned around and left.
After he left, Zhu Chengxuan raised his neck and drank the chicken soup in the bowl.
"What are you doing?!"
Su Erjun and Xie Weisheng, who were originally eating aside, saw this and hurried over. When they saw that the chicken soup in the bowl had been drunk by him.
The two of them suddenly became angry: "What are you doing?"
"This is not for you!"
Zhu Chengxuan blinked his eyes and looked at them: "Oh, I originally wanted to help him taste the flavor, but the soup tasted so good. I didn't pay attention and drank it all. I'm so embarrassed."
The two of them were so angry that their faces turned blue, and Li Bushu had already come over and stopped Zhu Chengxuan.
Zhu Chengxuan smiled and said, "It's just a bowl of soup. Don't be so angry, just let the kitchen make it again."
“…”
The two men glared at him fiercely, but didn't say anything else, and turned around and left again.
When they walked to the other side of the room and sat down, they looked at them viciously. Li Bushu turned around and looked at Zhu Chengxuan: "Young Master, what's going on?"
"nothing."
"There is something wrong with the soup? Is it a poison?"
Zhu Chengxuan looked up and smiled at him, "No, if there is any problem, I will be poisoned to death."
"and you"
"Although this soup has no poison, if you drink it, it will be poison."
"What?!"
Li Bushen was shocked and frowned. Zhu Chengxuan glanced at Su Erjun and Xie Weisheng again, and then said softly: "There is no problem with chicken soup, but his illness is absolutely not allowed to drink chicken soup."
"Is it?"
"This is due to pathology," Zhu Chengxuan said softly: "He has this disease, even if he is usually banned. However, I see that he dresses simply and doesn't look like a child from a rich family. I'm afraid he can't afford chicken soup, so I don't know this."
“…”
"And now, he is sick and unconscious. If he drinks chicken soup again, he might be killed!"
“…”
Li Bushu frowned.
He looked at Qian Xiuwen on the bed, and then looked at the empty bowl in Zhu Chengxuan's hand: "Then this bowl of chicken soup."
There is a big problem.
Did they do it on purpose?
Zhu Chengxuan said: "I don't know if they did it on purpose. Maybe it was kind-hearted and wanted him to take care of his body; but if"
Speaking of this, he coughed lightly.
Of course, Li Bushu also understood.
If not, then the person who came up with this idea behind him would be very scheming and vicious.
The appearance of Su Erjun and Xie Weisheng made them almost afraid to close their eyes for the whole night last night. By this time, they were already sleepy and hungry. Just as food was delivered in the kitchen, they were all just concerned about eating, so they naturally lowered their vigilance.
At this time, a bowl of chicken soup that was fatal to Qian Xiuwen was sent.
If Zhu Chengxuan had not had a sharp nose and was proficient in medical theory, what was more important was that he was the prince and the King of Wei. Compared to these students, he had seen more intrigues and intrigues in the harem in the Yan Palace, and intrigues, so he would have controlled all this without hesitation.
Otherwise, Qian Xiuwen would really die under this bowl of chicken soup.
Li Busan glanced at Zhu Chengxuan.
A little light flashed in those deep eyes as deep as a wolf.
Zhu Chengxuan looked at him: "Brother Li, why are you looking at me like this?"
“…”
Li Bushen was silent for a while, and then said, "Nothing, you're doing a good job."
Zhu Chengxuan immediately laughed.
Although Li Bushu is just a subordinate to him, he has rarely received praise or praise from others since he was a child. He has not received Zhu Feng's affirmation, and other people's affirmation is also very important to him.
"But that's how it happens"
Zhu Chengxuan looked at him in shock: "What?"
Chapter completed!