Mrs. Gan's pretty face heated up, and there was a trace of blush in her originally sickly pale face, making her look even more pitiful: "My name is the word plum."
"Plum, sweet plum, but I don't know whether it is a sweet and fragrant plum blossom, or a sweet and sour plum?"
"Marquis Wen..." How could Liu Bei be so flirtatious?
The inexperienced Ganmei's face became hotter and hotter as she was teased.
Lu Bu stopped clicking, then coughed and said, "I came here today for no other reason. I heard that Mei'er is not well, so I came here to see you. Please lend me my wife's jade pulse to have a look~"
"Ah...ah?" Gan Mei was stunned. Lu Bu, a martial artist, could still diagnose his pulse?
Then he said: "I don't dare to work for Marquis Wen. I just feel a little sick. I'll be fine in three or two days..."
But Lu Bu said seriously: "Hey! This is wrong! Madam is also a person who has read books. Don't you know the truth that 'if you are sick, you have to deal with it, but if you don't cure it, you will be afraid of it'?"
Even if it is a minor illness, don't be careless. Otherwise, wouldn't it be harmful to the body if it leads to a serious illness?
Could it be that Madam doesn’t believe that I know medical skills? If you don't believe it, I still have a miracle doctor here. You might as well ask him to come over and give Madam a consultation. "
When Gan Mei heard Lu Bu say that she didn't trust him again, she quickly shook her head and denied it, "No, no, I didn't say anything... Then... I'll bother Marquis Wen..."
Then he lowered his head and shyly stretched out his hand slightly.
Lu Bu was almost enchanted to death by this innocent young woman. He resisted the urge to pull Ganmei into a pair of catkins and said, "Madam, please sit down and calm down so that you can slowly check your pulse."
"Hmm..." Ganmei responded in a voice as loud as a mosquito, letting Lupu pull her on the 枰Píng (枰píng, a relatively short seat, mostly square, with no edges around it, similar in size to a dining table, and slightly cramped when two people sit there. (crowded) sat down.
Lu Bu's wrist was held by Lu Bu's big hand, and her body was close to Lu Bu's strong body. She seemed to be able to feel the masculinity emanating from the tiger's body. Gan Mei felt her heartbeat speed up and blood all over her body. Soon.
Lu Bu closed his eyes and took his pulse for a while, as if it were real, and then he didn't let go, still holding Ganmei's hand and saying:
"Madam, this pulse condition... is a bit rapid! The number of pulses belongs to Yang, and the pulse is excessive; one breath is six times, coming and going, the fire is weak, and the heat is sinking for several miles...
I heard that Madam hasn't eaten much these days and has been suffering from vomiting, but her pulse doesn't look like a happy pulse..."
Ganmei didn't expect that Lu Bu could really tell a story, so he couldn't hide it, so he had to say:
"Marquis Wen, there's no need to check your pulse. In fact, I don't have any illness at all, it's just...
I just thought that Duke Xuande actually killed his wife, cooked it and shared it with his good brothers, so..."
As he spoke, he seemed to conjure up some scene in his mind, which made him feel sick to his stomach.
Subconsciously, he wanted to cover his mouth with his hand, but found that his hand was still held by Lu Bu.
"Marquis Wen..." Gan Mei tried to take out her hand, but failed.
Lu Bu said softly: "Meier, don't be afraid, you are here with me now, no one can hurt you.
Be more relaxed and take good care of your health. Otherwise, if you are a guest at my place and wear down your body without eating or drinking, wouldn't I become a sinner? "
"yes……"
"Come here, prepare a bowl of porridge, a few exquisite side dishes, and a pot of wine for Madam. I want to accompany Madam to dine!"
The maid outside the door agreed and went to prepare. Then Gan Mei said weakly: "General, now that you have finished diagnosing your pulse, can you let me go?"
Lu Bu said, "Although I have taken your pulse, I can see that you are a little cold and weak, madam.
You see, your little hands are cold. Although it is not serious and does not require medication, it does need some treatment.
So I want to inject some yang energy into you. How about it? Do you feel the yang energy in my body slowly injecting into your hands? "
"Well..." Gan Mei nodded. Lu Bu's hand was indeed warm and strong, which made her feel a sense of security.
"Meier, haven't you told me your life experience yet?"
"Me? What is my life experience... I am originally from Xiaopei, and my family is quite well off..."
As Ganmei spoke, her mood gradually calmed down.
After a while, the maid brought porridge and side dishes, and Lu Bu let go of his hand.
Without the comfort, Ganmei secretly took her two hands back together and hid them in her sleeves, but she felt a little empty.
"What are you still doing? Let's eat some food quickly. How about trying this wine first?" Lu Bu said and was about to pour wine for Ganmei.
Ganmei hurriedly took the wine pot and said, "Marquis Wen is going to break my body. How dare you ask Marquis Wen to pour me wine?"
Then he poured a bottle for Lu Bu and said, "Marquis Wen, please use it."
Lu Bu took it and said with a smile: "It's just a glass of wine. What's wrong with that? You will know in the future that in my place, everyone is born equal. There is no distinction between high and low among my people... Madam, please ~”
Ganmei had no choice but to pick up the wine bottle and nod to Lu Bu, then covered her face with her sleeves and took a sip.
This is not the distilled wine made by Lu Bu, but the sugar cane wine known as "golden syrup". It is sweet and scalding. After drinking it, you will feel warm and comfortable in your stomach.
Lu Bu served another bowl of hot porridge to Ganmei and said, "Madam, please use some porridge. I haven't eaten well in a few days and my stomach is empty. If you eat too much and drink too much, you will easily get dizzy."
This time Ganmei did not refuse, took it with thanks, and took a few bites with a spoon.
"Look, after eating something hot, your face will look much better!" Lu Bu showed a satisfied smile.
Ganmei looked up at Lu Bu, only to see Lu Bu looking at her lovingly. He lowered his head and concentrated on eating porridge, but his heart couldn't help but beat fast.
This man is so resolute and powerful, and is a world-famous warrior, why is he so gentle and considerate?
At this moment, Gan Mei could no longer recall the scene of Liu Bei killing his wife and eating meat, and her heart was filled with Lu Bu.
Before he knew it, he had eaten two bowls of porridge and several bottles of wine. Now his body and face felt warm and comfortable.
Looking at Mrs. Gan's pale and rosy face, Lu Bu couldn't help but praise: "Madam, she is so beautiful!"
"Huh?" Gan Mei didn't seem to hear what Lu Bu said clearly.
"The drunken beauty has a pink face. Don't forget Yan Yu's coquettish and shy manner. Madam, please have another drink~" Lu Bu said and handed another full glass of warm wine to Gan Mei.
"Marquis Wen, I really can't eat any more. If I eat any more, I'll get drunk..." Mrs. Gan declined a few words, but still drank the wine.
"That's fine. As long as you regain your appetite, you can eat some meat tomorrow and you'll be more energetic." Lu Bu didn't force it.
"Thank you Marquis Wen for your concern, I am very grateful..."
"Have a rest, madam. I'm going to take my leave." Lu Bu said and stood up to leave.
"Ah?" Mrs. Gan didn't expect Lu Bu to leave now. She was stunned for a moment and stood up to see him off.
It's just that I got a little drunk after eating, and I was a little anxious when I started, and I couldn't help but fall down if I tilted my body.
Lu Bu saw the right opportunity and hugged him: "Madam, be careful..."
