Chapter 912 I Really Didn't Do It On Purpose

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Su Mian pretended to be innocent and innocent, "Sister Simon, what's wrong with you? Who made you so angry?"

The other maids saw her and helped Su Mian speak.

"Sister Simon, you don't know how delicious Liu Yun's cooking is, and I'm almost stuffed to death!"

"Simon, come here, there are still a few slices of fish, come and taste it, it's really delicious!"

"Simon, you will definitely fall in love with it once you eat it, come on, this piece of meat was saved from my own mouth!"

Several maids were chattering, completely oblivious to the fact that Simon's face had changed from a yellowish yellow color to a liver color.

She was so angry that she pointed at Su Mian with a fierce look on her face, "You...you...did you do it on purpose?"

"Sister Simon, I don't understand what you're talking about? What's wrong with me?" Su Mian said in such a wronged way that she almost burst into tears.

Simon's chest rose and fell violently, he took a few deep breaths, and then said, "The patient ate your food, his nose bleeds, and the wound got worse!"

what!

Su Mian let out an exclamation and then covered her mouth with a frightened expression on her face.

"Sister Simon, I really didn't mean it! I asked you about the patient's condition before, but you didn't tell me, now...how can this be?" Su Mian looked worried, "Is there a doctor to treat him?"

In fact, if you get angry to this degree, you only need to drink plenty of water and eat light food for a few days to recover. But Windsor couldn't wait. Hearing that Wei Zhenhui's condition worsened after eating, he scolded Simon severely.

Simon gritted his teeth angrily, and had no choice but to tell Su Mian about the patient's condition.

"Male, the body has been subjected to various tortures, and the injuries are very serious, but he is out of danger, and now he is recovering."

"How old is it?" Su Mian suppressed the throbbing in her heart, although she was already sure that it was Wei Zhenhui, she still wanted to confirm it.

"Twenty-seven or eight years old!"

"Okay, I've made a note of it, and I'll start making medicinal meals for him in the afternoon. Don't worry, elder sister, my family's ancestors have been Chinese medicine practitioners for generations, and I have learned a little. That patient will be much more comfortable in the evening!"

"If you need to ask a Chinese medicine doctor to treat him, I can do it too." Su Mian said while remembering.

In the eyes of outsiders, Su Mian remembered it in detail in the notebook, and the hand holding the pen was shaking because of Simon's rage just now.

Only she knows how excited she is now.

"No, you just have to cook the meal, he has a special doctor!" Simon said and left.

Su Mian put down her pen, her expression was calm, but her heart was already filled with turbulent waves.

They even hired a doctor for him!

She is not convinced now!

Is this really Wei Zhenhui?

Will there be a problem with Wenwen's tracking system?

In the evening, Su Mian sat down to a few light dishes and made a medicinal soup, which added medicinal materials for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis to help wounds heal.

When Simon came to pick up the food, he stared at it several times before leaving.

Su Mian still cooks strong Sichuan dishes for herself and her maid, so healthy people like them don't need to eat so lightly.

The maids admired Su Mian's craftsmanship so much that they were bribed by Su Mian after two meals.

From their mouths, Su Mian knew that this manor was actually the secret residence of a crown prince, and one of his younger sisters often came to live here for a while.

After coming here some time ago, I never left.