He Has a Sickness that Needs to be Cured

It is very reasonable to spit out flowers from the mouth. Xi Ning felt that it was more like a witch's curse than poisoning.

Lien was frightened by his words, and after inquiring clearly, he hurriedly went to the housekeeper, hoping to inform the earl of the matter, and to ask the doctor to take a look at Xi Ning.

Xi Ning didn't want to disturb others, and there was no other way. The first time he encountered this kind of thing, he could only tell Lien to keep a low profile and go and get back quickly.

After Lean left, he stayed alone in the room thinking wildly, and felt that it might not be a curse. After all, he is the least capable and least favored son of the earl. What reasons do others have to harm him.

It didn't take long for the housekeeper to rush over with the doctor from the house, and Lien followed behind. The housekeeper first closed Xi Ning's room door tightly, and asked the doctor to check Xi Ning's body with a solemn expression.

The doctor took out the thermometer and checked Xi Ning's body and facial features, while asking him if there were any abnormalities during this period.

Xi Ning replied one by one, and the butler comforted from the rear: "Master, don't worry, you will be fine."

In the end, the doctor concluded that Xi Ning was in good health. As for coughing up petals, now Xi Ning is all normal, and he can't find the reason.

The doctor brought by the housekeeper was the best doctor in the house. Even he said so. The housekeeper had to tell Lien to take care of Xi Ning, and he would look for other famous doctors and report to the earl.

He was unambiguous about this. Xi Ning was very grateful. After the doctor left, the butler patted Xi Ning's shoulder gently: "Master has a good rest recently. Don't think about it. I'll send you some more people."

Xi Ning nodded: "Thank you."

There are a lot of servants in his yard, but Lien is the only one who serves him personally. Xi Ning used to be unhappy with many people, but now the situation is special, and he can feel more at ease with more people.

For some reason, Xi Ning thought of Song Zhou. He is a new attendant, and he probably hasn't officially assigned whereabouts yet. It will most likely be arranged for him.

Xi Ning was a little nervous. What happened in the library that day was too embarrassing. If Song Zhou was really sent to him...

The steward selected five new attendants in total, and when they stepped forward to introduce themselves, Xi Ning really saw Song Zhou among them.

He didn't say anything, but he was obviously uncomfortable. Song Zhou saw it in his eyes and silently retreated to the team.

According to the rules, Xi Ning should decide the division of labor among these people, which ones to stay with him, which ones out of the courtyard, etc. Xi Ning gave Lien the full authority to make arrangements.

Unexpectedly, Lien asked Song Zhou to follow him directly

He waited for Xi Ning, Xi Ning wanted to say something but stopped, feeling that it would not be appropriate to refuse to speak out at this time, Song Zhou was not wrong, it was his own tail that embarrassed him.

Xi Ning bowed his head and coughed a few times, and Lien immediately asked Song Zhou to add water to Xi Ning's teacup.

The water in the teapot had just boiled, Song Zhou took the cup and filled it with tea, tested the temperature with his fingers, and handed it to Xi Ning: "Master."

Xi Ning shrank back while sitting on the chair, confirming that the tail was under her legs and couldn't move, before reaching out to take the tea cup, and taking a sip in front of him.

Song Zhou saw his slight resistance movement, and the curvature of the corners of his lips became lighter.

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On the second day, the butler found another doctor from the city. It is said that he has done a lot of research on the types of witchcraft and poison.

When the doctor was present, Xi Ning coughed up a white single-petal flower in front of everyone. The center of the stamen was pink. The doctor picked up the flower with gloves and looked through it for a while: "If I admit it wrong. , This should be tung tree blossoms, but this is not the season for tung tree blossoms..."

No one saw it when Xi Ning spit out flowers yesterday. This time there was someone watching him at all times. The food and tea were strictly checked. Everyone in the room saw the tung tree flower with his own eyes, which was coughed out of his mouth.

However, the doctor did a rigorous examination and still found no abnormalities. Xi Ning showed no signs of poisoning or witchcraft.

But the flower did indeed exist. The doctor asked the housekeeper to give him a few more days, and he would take the flower back to study it.

The housekeeper agreed, and the doctor drew a little Xi Ning's blood before leaving.

Xi Ning sat on the edge of the bed with her legs in her arms, her ears drooping back, her expression panicked: "Am I out of help?"

He grew up so old that he had never encountered such a strange thing, and he would inevitably think about it.

"Master, what are you talking about? No." The butler whispered to appease, "Master already knows, he will come back as soon as possible, just take a good rest."

Xi Ning responded. Soon after he had lunch, Song Zhou brought the boiled medicinal soup and put it on the table.

The housekeeper called Lien out, and only the two of them were left in the room. Song Zhou handed the bowl of medicinal soup to Xi Ning: "Master, be careful."

The porcelain bowl was so small that Song Zhou could hold most of it with one hand. Xi Ning was worried and stretched out his hand to touch Song Zhou's skin.

He paused for two seconds, and slammed his hands back like an electric shock, his eyes flustered, his tail fluttered uncomfortably, and his cheeks slowly turned flush.

The strange feeling came again, Xi Ning cautiously held down his tail, and stepped back a bit: "You first...

"

Song Zhou held the bowl without moving, and said softly, "Master, this medicine must be drunk while it is hot, let me feed you."

Xi Ning was taken aback for a moment, and the heat that had just subsided a little on her face surged back: "You, are you feeding me?"

Standing by the bed, Song Zhou bent down, scooped up a spoon and gently blown out the heat before feeding it to Xi Ning's mouth.

Xi Ning felt that something was not right. He could drink it by himself, but he was too nervous. Seeing the spoon close at hand, he subconsciously opened his mouth to drink.

He quickly finished drinking the medicine, Song Zhou took the empty bowl out of the room, Xi Ning raised his hand and rubbed his stiff face.

Lien sent away the butler, and came to wait for Xi Ning to take a nap. Xi Ning struggled for a while, and while Song Zhou was away, he quietly said to Lien, "You can transfer Song to the outer courtyard."

"What's the matter, master?" Lean asked, "what's wrong with him?"

Xi Ning shook his head: "No, it's me... I'm not used to it."

His reaction to Song Zhou was really unusual, just as inexplicable as he coughed up flowers, Xi Ning couldn't figure it out, so he could only choose to escape temporarily, and his inexplicable illness had already made him very distressed.

When he got up after taking a nap, Lien had already arranged that Xi Ning was going to Zangshu Pavilion in the afternoon. When he put on his cloak and went out, Song Zhou was guarding not far from the corridor, staring at his leaving back.

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In the evening, Xi Ning slept very early. Except for the guards who patrolled at night, the servants all rested in a special room on the other side, including Lien.

Xi Ning didn't sleep well. He had a dream, as if he had dreamed of Song Zhou.

The strange feeling of blushing heartbeat and shortness of breath also entered the dream, Xi Ning frowned and turned over, opened his eyes in a daze, and saw a vague figure sitting by the bed.

His drowsiness disappeared immediately, before he had time to react, the figure raised his hand and cast a ban on him, and held him firmly.

"Master, it's me."

Song Zhou bent down and approached Xi Ning, a familiar voice sounded in the darkness.

Xi Ning was sluggish for a moment, and then began to struggle. Song Zhou could use magic. How could he come to the earl's mansion as an ordinary attendant?

Song Zhou easily restrained Xi Ning, squeezing his wrists so that he could not move, he couldn't even use magic power, and he couldn't solve his mute technique.

Xi Ning's face was flustered and frightened, Song Zhou lowered his voice and said, "Master, don't be afraid, I won't hurt you."

He gently rubbed the skin on the inner side of Xi Ning's wrist, his tone lost: "I just want to ask, why did the young master turn me away? I hate me?"

Xi Ning's mute technique has not been solved yet, because his movement is short of breath and his blush is hot, but he doesn't seem to hate him at all.

Song Zhou looked carefully at him for a while before letting go, and pinched the beast ears on his head: "It's really shy..."

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