"laxative."

This laxative was given to him by Yun Wanning two days ago and asked him to feed it to Mr. Xuanshan...

Ru Mo: "..."

"But Your Highness, didn't you just say that saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda?"

He originally thought that seeing Yun Zhensong in such a miserable state, Yuan Bao would not be able to do anything. But he didn't expect that His Highness would add insult to injury and give him laxatives?

"yes!"

Yuan Bao looked innocent.

Hearing Yun Zhensong's muffled groan, he said seriously, "Since this itching powder has entered his body, it must be expelled!"

"Wouldn't it be faster to use laxatives?"

"this……"

Ru Mo actually had no way to refute!

"That makes sense."

He looked at Yuan Bao, nodded and gave a thumbs up.

He is worthy of being his little highness, worthy of being the son of the master and the princess...

Cruel enough!

This mouth is enough for nonsense, he admires it!

Ru Mo took the laxative and asked, "How do I do this?"

Yuan Bao held up his chin and said with a smile, "When the doctor comes later, he will definitely prescribe medicine for my grandfather. When the time comes, just put this laxative in the medicine."

"It can help him expel the itching powder from his body as quickly as possible!"

Like ink holding the forehead.

I have vomiting and diarrhea, can't I make the medicine work faster and expel the itching powder from the body as soon as possible?

"I don't know if my mother did this, but it's most likely her... As a son, I have to help my mother clean up the mess."

Yuan Bao shook his head and sighed, looking like a little kid.

While talking, the servant hurriedly led the doctor in.

At this time, Yun Zhensong was no longer human.

Even the doctor was shocked when he saw it.

"My mother!"

The doctor's face wrinkled up and he quickly examined Yun Zhensong.

But he couldn't find out the reason for a long time. After Chen repeatedly urged and asked, he scratched his head and said, "Well, I don't know what happened to Duke Yun."

"Let me prescribe medicine to relieve the itching first!"

"You quack! What use do you have!"

Mrs. Chen cursed, "Hurry up and prescribe the medicine!"

The doctor tremblingly wrote down the prescription, and then ordered Mrs. Chen to tie up Yun Zhensong with a rope.

Lest he continue to scratch and scratch himself to pieces...

After a while, the servants brought in the cooked medicine.

Ru Mo also retired after his success and returned to Yuan Bao.

Facing his suspicious gaze, he made a sign that he was done.

The two of them looked down again.

I saw Yun Zhensong tied up into a rice dumpling and placed on the bed, but he still looked like a zombie, shaking from time to time and groaning in pain.

Mrs. Chen took the decoction and sat on the bedside feeling distressed.

"Master, it's time to drink medicine!"

She took a spoonful of the concoction and brought it to Yun Zhensong's mouth.

But Yun Zhensong seemed to have noticed something, maybe he had a bad premonition, and refused to take the medicine even if he died.

In desperation, Mrs. Chen had no choice but to order her servants to open Yun Zhensong's mouth.

Despite his resistance, the medicine was poured into him spoonful by spoonful.

The efficacy of Yuanbao, a laxative, is not simple.

It took less than a cup of tea for the medicine to take effect... However, Yun Zhensong was tied tightly, and a handkerchief was stuffed in his mouth because he was afraid that he would bite his tongue.

Therefore, Yun Zhensong couldn't even shout out.

He couldn't stop moaning, which attracted Mrs. Chen's attention.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

She saw Yun Zhensong trembling and twisting around, and asked with concern, "Is it still itchy? Is this anti-itching decoction effective?"

Yun Zhensong: "Woo woo woo."

Seeing his eyes widening and rolling upwards, Mrs. Chen thought it was his forehead that was itchy.

The doctor has also applied medicine to the scratches on his face.

But looking at the unrecognizable appearance, Chen couldn't decide what to do.

Finally, he gritted his teeth and gently scratched his forehead, "Master, are you feeling better?"

Yun Zhensong: "Woo woo woo..."

His forehead wasn't itchy before, but after being scratched by her as lightly as a feather, Yun Zhensong felt a severe itch. Once itched in one place, it started to itch all over his body again.

I have a severe stomachache, and it seems like something is about to burst out of my throat...

Yun Zhensong was extremely uncomfortable!

He could clearly see the disgust in Chen's eyes just now.

Before Chen could speak, he stared down again and made a loud voice in his throat: "Woooooo!"

He was signaling Chen to take out the handkerchief from his mouth.

"Master, what's wrong? Is your throat itchy?"

Mrs. Chen couldn't understand what he meant or what he was saying, so she stretched out her hand to scratch his throat, "But your neck is itchy?"

Yun Zhensong wanted to greet the eighteenth generation of her ancestors: "Woooooooo!!!"

"Master, what's wrong with you? You're talking!"

Mrs. Chen was also very anxious.

She seemed to have a short-circuit in her brain at this moment. She didn't even think of taking out the handkerchief, but just clapped her hands anxiously.

Just then...

Only a loud sound was heard, and a "bang" exploded in Chen's ears.

Immediately afterwards, an indescribable smell passed into Chen's nose.

She sat on the edge of the bed in shock, staring blankly at Yun Zhensong, who was covered with a quilt.

His old face was wrinkled into a ball, as if he was still struggling to endure something...

It wasn't until the terrible liquid flowed out of the quilt and wet Chen's skirt that she looked down, then raised her head blankly, looking at Yun Zhensong in disbelief.

"Master! At your age, you actually wet the bed?!"

Not only is it bedwetting, this is... this is "peeing"!

Mrs. Chen screamed and stood up in a hurry.

But it was too late, Yun Zhensong moaned for a long time, and finally vomited hard!

"vomit."

That terrible thing was sprayed out together with the handkerchief!!!

"I feel comfortable."

Yun Zhensong lay on the bed sweating profusely and breathed a long sigh of relief. It was as if all the things accumulated in his body were released and he felt relaxed.

He didn't have the slightest sense of shame after being caught wetting the bed in front of Mrs. Chen despite his age.

On the contrary, he looked relaxed.

"ah……"

Mrs. Chen couldn't bear it anymore and ran out of the door screaming!

Yuan Bao, who was on the roof, had a small face tightly wrinkled, "My mother! I scared the baby to death! It has left a psychological shadow on me, a lifelong shadow!"
To be continued...