The Prince Regent’s Violent Medical Consort Chapter 968: The Legend of Qin Zhou 14

"Auntie eats it too." Afraid that Qin Zhou would be jealous, Murong Jin gave Qin Zhou a few more pieces to eat before turning around and asking Fan Qingyi, "Uncle, your benefactor, did you also practice martial arts since you were a child?"

Hearing the question asked by his precious son, Qin Zhou pricked up his ears while slowly eating the dishes in the bowl.

However, she didn't have any expectations, after all, she "chat" with Fan Qingyi not long ago.

However, before Fan Qingyi could answer, Grandpa Yuanbao came to report, and General Song, who went to arrest the rebels, came and returned to order.

Qin Zhou had no choice but to leave halfway. Before leaving, he told Uncle Yuanbao to guard Murong Jin and not let him start practicing martial arts as soon as he finished his meal.

With Qin Zhou's departure, Fan Qingyi breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and the strange feeling that had risen in his heart since he sat down also disappeared.

From childhood to adulthood, he has never eaten with anyone other than the big men in the army, let alone children, and women.

"Uncle benefactor, why are you bleeding!"

Murong Jin's exclamation pulled Fan Qingyi back from his thoughts.

Only then did Fan Qingyi realize that there were two streams of heat flowing down his nose...

Before he had time to take any action to wipe the nosebleed, his eyes were blacked out, and he fell backwards.

It must be the pot of "Shiquan Poison"!

It must be!

This is what Fan Qingyi thought before falling into a coma.

As soon as Qin Zhou said a few words to General Song, he learned about Fan Qingyi's fainting, so he hurriedly asked people to invite the imperial physicians over.

General Song stood aside, ready to wait for Qin Zhou's instructions to continue reporting on the harvest of this case.

He is Qin Zhou's old subordinate. After following Qin Zhou for so many years, he still knows a little about her.

This assassination incident is of great importance and has a wide range of implications. According to Qin Zhou's temperament, he should have listened to the report first, and then went to see the Orion who fainted with blood.

Seeing that Qin Zhou was well arranged, General Song stepped forward, ready to start reporting.

"Song Qing, it's getting late, you go back to rest first, and then report to the court tomorrow morning. Come, send General Song back." Qin Zhou finished his instructions and took the people away first.

Although General Song was shocked, he did not miss Qin Zhou's anxious look. This made him very curious, who is this Fan Zhuangshi, so charming, so she left her official business and rushed over in a hurry.

The entire summer resort was extremely busy because of Fan Zhuangshi's sudden faint.

General Song came out of Qin Zhou's yard and felt it.

He wanted to take a look at the past, but the little **** who led the way dutifully told him, please come this way.

General Song stopped and took a deep look at the courtyard where palace servants were constantly entering and leaving in the distance before leaving slowly.

When Qin Zhou came over, the imperial doctors had just finished examining Fan Qingyi.

"Join Your Majesty."

Seeing the shivering imperial physicians standing aside, Qin Zhou's face was a little cold: "I want to know why Fan Zhuangshi is dizzy? I ask you imperial physicians to be simple and straightforward."

The head doctor Lin lowered his head and silently touched the knee on which he knelt all day yesterday. He gritted his teeth and gave up the plan to stun Qin Zhou in professional terms, and explained in a simple and straightforward manner according to her request: , did Fan Zhuangshi drink the Shiquan Dabu soup prepared by the ministers for His Majesty?"

"Yes, I drank it less than an hour ago. Is there any problem with this bowl of tonic soup?" Qin Zhou nodded. There is nothing wrong with her body. The bowl of tonic soup, which is praised by the ministers and doctors, but it looks terrible at first glance, must still be given to useful people to drink.