Chapter 439
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At noon that day, Fan Jin came punctually to the little bamboo grove to scrounge a meal. Seeing his little brother's face getting rosier and rosier, he was overjoyed.
Fan Zhuo's diet had been changed to medicinal cuisine and although it was not as tasty as normal meals, it was still a different kind of flavour.
When Ah Jing's face was dark as he served the dishes on the table, Fan Zhuo very consciously picked up his own medicinal cuisine and started to eat, ignoring the fragrant and fragrant dishes.
His appetite had always been small and after eating Jun Xie's medicinal cuisine, his complexion and spirit had improved greatly. He was feeling more and more hopeful that he would be able to live out his days like this, where sacrificing a little of his appetite for good food would not affect him in the slightest.
Fan Jin however, did not hold back in the slightest as he swept through the entire table like a gust of wind. Fortunately, Fan Zhuo's eyes and hands were quick and he had specially prepared a small plate for Jun Xie, picking out a little of every dish for Jun Xie. Otherwise, with the speed at which Jun Xie ate, if he met Fan Jin, he would only be left with the soup.
At the dining table, besides Jun Xie and the Fan brothers, there was another little figure.
Ever since Fan Zhuo found out that Jun Xie's ring spirit did not fear him, he had often let the little black cat eat at the table.
Although ring spirits were unable to gain power from normal food, but tasting it was not a big deal.
And the little black cat was the same. Hence, every time Fan Zhuo prepared a delicacy for it, it did not refuse and ate with a clear conscience. As it ate, it used its tail to sweep at Fan Zhuo's arm, causing Fan Zhuo to blush.
Fan Jin was eating in high spirits and Jun Wu Xie was eating slowly. But after just a short while, her chopsticks suddenly stopped.
"What is it?" Fan Jin held his bowl and looked at Jun Xie. When he saw that the dishes on Jun Xie's plate had not been touched at all and the rice was still there, he could not help but ask curiously.
"Are you not used to the food?" Fan Zhuo put down his medicinal cuisine as well, his eyes looking sincerely at Jun Xie.
Jun Xie frowned, her red lips pursed as she stared at the table full of delicacies. She suddenly stood up and snatched the chopsticks from Fan Jin's hand and threw them on the ground.
"Erm ….. I'm not full ….." Fan Jin blinked his eyes at Jun Xie.
"You can't eat it." Jun Wu Xie suddenly said.
Fan Jin was slightly stunned, and the relaxed expression on his face suddenly changed. He immediately took out the silver chopsticks that he carried with him and tried each of the dishes one by one, but found that there was no abnormality. The silver chopsticks did not show any signs of turning black.
"It's not poisonous." Fan Jin replied.
"It's not poison, it's a tonic." Jun Wu Xie narrowed her eyes and the entire room was filled with the aroma of cooked food. But amidst the aroma, Jun Wu Xie could faintly detect the scent of herbs.
The smell was unclear, but the only thing Jun Wu Xie could be sure of was that it was not poison, but a tonic.
"Tonic?" Fan Jin was even more confused.
Jun Wu Xie lowered her eyes, the confusion that had been plaguing her for the past few days was suddenly solved.
"Fan Zhuo's illness was not natural, but man-made." Jun Wu Xie revealed her own speculation.
"What?!" Fan Jin immediately jumped up from his chair and stared at Jun Xie in disbelief. "Little Xie, are you saying ….. that these dishes have been drugged?"
Jun Wu Xie nodded.
"From the very beginning, when I took Fan Zhuo's pulse, I had felt that something was amiss. With the condition of Fan Zhuo's body, it was not possible for his pulse to be so chaotic."
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