Son, the empress doesn't like to eat soft rice

Su Jin'er is a little strange today.

For example, if Chen Xian'an took a bite, he must ask him to scoop out the same spoonful and then feed it to her.

For example, she is always repeating a question.

"Chen Lang, will you treat me well?"

Chen Xian'an felt a little helpless, cast a wink, picked up a cherry, and stuffed it into Su Jin'er's small cherry mouth, "This is the nth time you've asked me this question."

"Then will you be nice to me?"

Su Jin'er raised her small face and looked into Chen Xian'an's eyes arrogantly.

Chen Xian'an smiled slightly, and pouted on Su Jin'er's face, "No."

"Hmph!" Su Jin'er's face immediately changed, and he stretched out his hands to pinch his ears.

But Chen Xian'an seemed to know it, and avoided it in advance, "Hey, I guessed it, and wanted to twist my ear."

"Hey, I can't screw it."

Su Jin'er turned her head angrily, no longer looked at Chen Xian'an, put down the chopsticks in her hand, and stopped eating.

Angry, the kind that can't be coaxed well.

Chen Xian'an just made a fuss, but didn't dare to make a mistake, and immediately sat back with a playful smile, and gently pulled Su Jin'er's little hand.

Break away!

Pull again.

break away again...
in la...
Finally, Su Jin'er couldn't take it anymore, and turned around with a dark face.

Facing him was Chen Xian'an's small face, "My dear wife, let's stop being angry~"

Su Jin'er originally wanted to say a few harsh words, but when she saw the other party's eyes, she softened all of a sudden.

"Humph!"

She turned her head, but her body was already turned.

Chen Xian'an looked at the omelet rice on the table, and suddenly said sadly: "It's a pity that I got up early in the morning to make this omelet rice. It's a pity that Jin'er doesn't eat it, so I can only eat it."

"who said it!"

When it comes to food, Su Jin'er seems to be a different person, grabbing the omelet rice.

"what is this?"

Su Jin'er looked at the big ball of yellow in front of him, with a golden skin, shaking and shaking, it looked like a Q bomb.

Gently dig out with a spoon, inside is rice, the golden grains are very full.

"Try it."

Chen Xianan rested his chin on his arm and raised his eyebrows.

Su Jin'er snorted coldly, and dug a bite into her mouth.

The plump rice grains are soft and glutinous, but the grains are distinct, and the hardness is just right. More importantly, Chen Xian'an seems to have added some kind of seasoning in it, and it tastes wonderful.

Later, she learned that this taste is called milk flavor.

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At the same time, Anxian Canal.

Guo Huai stood within the blockade, looking at the person in front of him who wanted to enter the river.

"My lord, the number of people is almost over a hundred. Do you want to inform the six gates to send more people?"

Guo Huai looked at those people with terrified faces and obviously mentally abnormal, what was the reason that made these people want to enter the river almost as devoutly as religious believers.

"Notify Feng Chen to send an additional [-] experts over."

"Good lord."

"Hey, don't go there!"

Next to it, someone suddenly crossed the blockade and rushed into the river.

The guards on both sides didn't have time to hold that person, so they jumped into the water.

The man wanted to jump into it to save others, but Guo Huai grabbed him.

"Don't die!"

"But my lord, she will drown if she goes on like this!"

That young man was obviously an overly kind child, and when he saw someone rushing into it, he wanted to save him.

Guo Huai glanced around, tore apart the cloth next to him, twisted it into a rope, and the rope flew into it, hoisting the man up.

When everyone passed by, the man had already vomited blood, his body twitched a few times, and he was still dead.

Guo Huai saw a puff of smoke rushing out of the woman's lower abdomen and quickly entering the water.

He wanted to grab that thing, but the opponent's speed was too fast, and it disappeared immediately after entering the water.

"What is it?"

He didn't understand what could make people die so quickly and like water.

"Send the person to Tai Hospital and tell Physician Hua that we found something that looks like a living body coming out of the patient's body."

"Yes!"

A few people carried the patient away, and they were still outside the cordon, seeing another person's horrific death, and some people just collapsed and sat on the ground, but their eyes looked at the river unbearably.

"Strengthen the blockade, these people must not be allowed to touch the water!"

Guo Huai gave the order with his brows furrowed.

Tai Hospital.

Since the end of the febrile illness last time, this place has fallen into a temporary peace, but recently, there have been more patients.

As the person in charge, Hua Xiang was very busy and hadn't rested since the national wedding.

The situation did not allow him to rest at all.

"Hua, Mr. Guo Huai has just reported that the patient's body was sick and got out and entered the river."

Hua Xiang was in a state of desperation. Even if he knew there was a living body, he couldn't solve anything.

If the cause of the disease cannot be found, the disease will never be cured.

"Master, the patient's symptoms look very similar to ascariasis, can we try to use laxatives?"

The young female doctor said that her name was Yan Bing, and she was Hua Xiang's closed disciple and the successor of the next senior imperial doctor of the imperial hospital.

Hua Xiang frowned: "Bing'er, you have to know that taking medicine casually may lead to bad consequences."

"But you have to try, don't you? If this stalemate continues, the patient will only suffer more."

Yan Bing insisted on his own theory, "Medical skills inherently have risks, but we can't stop trying because we are afraid of risks."

Hua Xiang was silent for a while. As a big disciple, he was good at everything, but when it came to patients, he always felt that he lacked the taste of Ji Shidu people, and sometimes his methods were too radical.

"Let me think again."

Hua Xiang closed his eyes tiredly, he really needed to take a nap now.

Yan Bing wanted to say something more, but seeing his master was tired, he finally retreated.

Outside, patients huddled in agony on hospital beds.

"Doctor, help me, help me, I feel like something is wriggling in my body, as if it's about to burst out."

A patient grabbed Yan Bing's clothes and wailed.

"What are you doing!" The disciple who rushed over slapped the patient's hand away, and was about to scold him, but was stopped by Yan Bing.

"Old man, do you want to be cured?"

"Think! Think!"

The old man's complexion was distorted, as if he was really in pain.

Yan Bing's expression was uncertain, and he said to the disciple next to him: "Go and prepare a laxative!"
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I went to the student cadre meeting today, and there are only two updates. If there are too many comments, five-star praise and 5 comments in the book review area, we will add one chapter, and the upper limit will be three chapters.In order to make up for the missed update of the author's exam meeting these days, the fifth update will be made tomorrow! ! !If you do what you say, please give me more comments to motivate me!

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