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Chapter 561 Ling Shuang is nowhere to be seen

Princess Lizhu’s Lengtao is naturally different from other places.

Because the table was served with Lengtao, there were sweet soup called "dried fruit" by Zhong Huan and side dishes "mustard dumplings".

The food made everyone in the house sneeze and shed tears. She bit her back teeth and cursed Zhong Lang with a hint of absent-minded manner. But there were also those who were just like the wind and cold and the nose was stuffy. She sneeze while shouting as she sneezes.

I was so happy that Zhong Huan, who was forced into a mustard pier, was so happy that she fell. I didn't know if the tears that she had eaten the dish just now or that Zhong Huan laughed when she saw the tears flowing.

When everyone discovered this game, they immediately began to look at their peers who were having dinner with malicious intentions.

Chasing and running away, shouting and crying, crying and laughing. The entire princess's mansion was filled with a joyful atmosphere.

The adjacent mansions were so contagious that they poked their heads out to ask what happened. When they heard that Princess Lizhu, who had just returned, was eating Lengtao at her home, and the novel food made by Maoji's boss, Zhong Langtete, the most beautiful man in the capital, all shrank back without saying a word.

"But what can I compare with others? I can eat, cook, joke, and cure diseases."

"These are all pretexts, the point is to be good-looking."

"…You mean you are ugly for your husband."

"Come here, give the Lord a bronze mirror - you can take a look at it yourself, and then compare, is it uglier when you glar at your eyes?"

“…I can’t live this day!”

Every family is filled with a joyful atmosphere.

After eating Leng Tao, Chen Chen and Zhong Huan drove all the servants away, changed their "water basket", went to the pool to swim, and played happily for the middle of the night. It was not until Zhong Huan shouted that he was a must-have wine for such a good night, that the two of them went ashore to change their clothes, and asked people to bathe and change their clothes. They drank apricot blossom wine in the middle of the moon, and then went to bed at the fourth day.

So the next morning, he stayed in bed in a rare manner and refused to get up to practice.

When Youxin rushed in and lifted the gauze tent, Chen Chen turned over, his face looked inside, and he smiled and begged: "I just started to live such a comfortable life. It's so Xin, let me go!"

"Princess, something big happened!" Yu Xin, who had always been calm, was trembling from his voice to his whole body.

Chen Chen refused to believe it, so he lifted the veil and covered his head with a buzzing voice, "Don't call me if the sky is not falling!"

"Princess, the sky is falling!" Youxin was so scared that he could no longer support himself. He fell to the edge of the bed, grabbed the arm under the heavy quilt with one hand, leaned over, and said in a trembling voice:

"At noon yesterday, four fathers and sons of the Pan family went to the palace for a banquet. They were both lazy in the evening. I heard that they had only barely eaten a few pieces of cold cakes given by the palace. At the fifth o'clock in the morning, Pan Sanlang began to vomit and have diarrhea..."

"What did you say? You can't joke about this!" He sat up in a deep state, shocked.

Youxin was almost crying: "How dare I talk nonsense about this kind of thing? Get up quickly. Zhong Lang couldn't wake up from the hangover. People from the Pan family came to invite Zhong Lang to see the doctor!"

He jumped up without saying a word, reached out and grabbed the clothes and put them on them in a few seconds. While dissipating his long hair, he grabbed them and tied them up. He shouted, "Do you wear clothes for him? Find out his medicine box first, I will give him a few needles, and we will set off. No need to drive, prepare the horse!"

Another new voice agreed, calling A Di, who was fast outside, went to prepare for the horse. However, he saw Chen Chen could not wait to walk, so he used his light skills directly, and rushed into Zhong Huan's room with three leaps and two vertices.

Ah and Dong Yi were wearing Zhong Huan, who was soft and muddy, with a bitter face, and they were shocked to see their deep expressions.

Dong Yi was still reacting slowly, while Ah had already jumped up and moved out of the way.

Sure enough, Chen Chen rushed over without saying a word and reached out to ask for a needle: "Where is his needle?"

"Where is an acupuncture cure for drunkenness?" Dong was stunned.

Without saying a word, Ah Chi directly carried Zhong Huan's medicine box over.

He looked at the face with joy, and quickly opened the medicine box. He took out a small pink porcelain bottle and poured out a pill. It smelled refreshing and cool.

He first stuffed it into Zhong Huan's mouth, patted his face and shouted: "Senior brother, swallow it! Something big is going to go to the clinic! Help!"

With a "Help", Zhong Huan, who had been cursing in a vague manner, finally raised his head with difficulty, stretched his neck to swallow the medicine, squinted his drunken eyes, tried hard to see the figure in front of him, and confirmed it, asking, "Save, who to save? What, what, sick!"

"The Pan family father and son may be poisoned." He looked serious and paused every word.

Zhong Huan sat upright and tried hard to prevent himself from shaking. He found that he could not succeed. So he leaned back and fell on Dong Yi, and stretched out his hand: "Acupuncture. The medicine is too slow."

He nodded heavily and lifted his head with a needle, and pierced deeply into the Neiguan of Zhong Huan's wrist, Guan Chong, Shao Chong, He Gu and other acupoints of both hands.

After a few breaths, Zhong Huan woke up a little, shook his head, frowned and said, "I can't do needles like this." He pointed at his head: "Baihui, Lugu, Tianzhu, Fengchi, hurry up!"

As he said, he quickly took a few more needles.

This action made Dong frown.

Baihui acupoint is a large acupoint in the human body. If you don’t do it properly, you will become erect. In fact, you are also in a hangover. Even if you drink more than Zhong Huan, it is hard to say that there is no deviation in your hands.

Zhong Huan felt better here, and immediately pulled out the needle and ordered Dong Yi: "Take me on a horse."

Race against time.

The servant of the Pan family was so anxious that he stood in the front hall and stomped his feet.

Seeing that his brother and sister were drunk like lightning, they came out of the sky with storm, and finally felt a little better and bowed to the ground: "Please help Zhong Lang, Princess!"

"I won't say it anymore, leave now!" He didn't stop and ran directly out the door.

Zhong Huan was almost as if Dong Yi was on the horse and rushed to Pan's mansion.

"Who is the most serious?" Chen Shen stepped into the door, without any greetings, and went straight to the point.

The eldest lady of the Pan family who came to meet her was in a panic: "Sanlang! Sanlang is already unconscious. Her father and Dalang Erlang also began to vomit and have diarrhea..."

"But they are all in the same place?" Zhong Huan, who turned his head and had his legs weak, strode in.

The eldest lady of the Pan family had tears in her eyes and cried in a low voice: "No... I'm afraid I can't save her, so I let them all be in the room..."

"What can't be saved?? How can I know if I haven't tried it?" Chen Chen roared at her and shouted loudly: "Transfer the four of them, father and son, to one place immediately! My senior brother and I will take care of each other nearby! Hurry!"

The Pan family hurriedly ran to various yards to pass the message and carried the person.

The four Pan family and his son were all sallow and dying.

Zhong Huan frowned, listened to the pulse in turn, looked at the eyes, tried the silver needle, and then sat down aside and lowered his head.

"Senior brother..."

His expression was so heavy that he felt aroused: "Yes, what..."

“…it’s Ling Shuang.”
Chapter completed!
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