Chapter 1006 Don't Believe Me

Ye Feng was also eating slowly.

After all, it was what Yan Ziyuan handed him, no matter how unpalatable he was, he would still eat it without blinking.

Ning Xuemo looked at Yan Ziyuan and Gu Ziyan who were sitting snuggly, both of them were wearing bearskin coats, very warm, and guarding the bonfire, Gu Ziyan even had a slight blush on his face, obviously he was very moist. Look at Ye Feng again...

He was sitting alone on one side, his black clothes were almost frozen to iron, his face was pale and his lips were faintly purple because of the cold. He ate the piece of bear meat with downcast eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

Can't it be so cheap, that scumbag? !

Why did that scumbag wear the bear skin that Ye Feng earned so hard?

Ning Xuemo suddenly took a step forward, her eyes fixed on Gu Ziyan's face, her brows furrowed: "That's not right!"

Seeing her solemn expression, Yan Ziyuan was taken aback: "What...what's wrong?"

Ning Xuemo's face became more serious: "Mr. Gu's face is wrong! I'm afraid he's about to get sick!"

Yan Ziyuan's complexion changed drastically, and she hurriedly looked at Gu Ziyan's expression. She didn't understand medicine so she couldn't tell anything: "What's wrong? I think his complexion is very good..."

"His cheeks were flushed, bleeding spots appeared, and diseased spots were looming on his lips..." Ning Xuemo uttered a lot of professional words in one breath, which made Yan Ziyuan dumbfounded.

Gu Ziyan was also full of suspicion. He couldn't help touching his face, but of course nothing came out, and he didn't feel that there was anything wrong. Hearing what Ning Xuemo said about his face, he subconsciously said: "The red face should be Is it something to do with the heat and the fire?"

Ning Xuemo sneered: "What do you know?! It's clear that your Yang fire is rising, hitting Ren and Du's veins..." She said a bunch of professional words, and finally came to a conclusion: "Your illness is probably a It can't be hot, otherwise it will make the virus in your body more rampant and make you sick earlier! I'm afraid you will be in danger soon!"

"Xuemo, what should we do?" Yan Ziyuan was anxious.

"It's very simple. Mr. Gu's illness can only be exposed to cold, not heat. Not only can you not eat this bear meat, you can't wear this bearskin robe either. Otherwise, your life may be in danger!"

Gu Ziyan was not a fool, he knew that Ning Xuemo didn't like him, and he couldn't help but fool him, so he was a little dubious.

What's more, after he put on this bear skin, his body became much warmer and more comfortable, how could he be willing to take it off again?

"Perhaps Mrs. Ning misunderstood it? Gu feels pretty good..." As soon as he said a word, his stomach suddenly seemed to be scalded by lard. Malaria, lying down on the ground with a plop...

"Look, did you get sick?" Ning Xuemo took a step back, shook her head and sighed, "You just don't believe me..."

Seeing Gu Ziyan's twitching body on the ground, Yan Ziyuan panicked: "Xuemo, what should I do? What should I do? Help him..."

"Take off his bearskin robe first, let him hang out here for a while, maybe he will get better soon."

Yan Ziyuan immediately took the bear skin off Gu Ziyan's body. Lest that was not enough, he was left lying on the ice.

Ning Xuemo took the robe and handed it to Ye Feng: "Ye Feng, you can wear this robe yourself, Mr. Gu is not blessed to enjoy it..."

Ye Feng glanced at Ning Xuemo complicatedly...