Mrs. Dong drank the medicine in front of Gu Qingzhou and the guests in the room.

Not everyone can smell medicine.

For many people, the smell of Chinese medicine makes them uncomfortable, so they cover their noses.

"What's this called?" Someone was unhappy and complained in a low voice, "I brought medicine over to drink at the spring banquet, and her brain is broken?"

"I see her deranged."

Mrs. Dong didn't hear all these words.

After she drank a small half cup, she returned the medicine to the adjutant.

One after another, the guests arrived.

Zhou Jinghui, a distinguished guest specially invited by Gu Qingzhou from Nanjing, also arrived.

As soon as she entered the door, Mrs. Zhou eagerly took Gu Qingzhou's hand: "Today is really lively. I wonder if it's my illusion, but Yuecheng is actually warmer than Nanjing."

"The weather has been sunny for the past two days. It does look like early spring. You can see that the spring flowers in our yard are all blooming." Gu Qingzhou smiled.

Then, she introduced Zhou Jinghui to the commander-in-chief.

Zhou Jinghui is a popular man in the presidential palace, and the commander-in-chief is also kind to him.

Even Dong Jinxuan, Marshal Dong, who was beside the commander-in-chief, had several connections with Zhou Jinghui.

At the beginning, Dong Jinxuan was transferred to Yuecheng, but the meaning of Nanjing was not the decision of the commander-in-chief.

However, it just happened that Dong Jinxuan needed to be used by the commander-in-chief. At that time, the commander-in-chief still regarded Dong Jinxuan as his friend.

"Marshal Dong, it's a pleasure to meet you." Zhou Jinghui also shook hands with Dong Jinxuan, "The last time I saw you was two years ago. You are getting richer and richer."

Dong Jinxuan laughed.

The secretary-general is in charge of the communication between the president and external officials, and no one can offend Zhou Jinghui.

Dong Jinxuan showed 12 points of kindness to him.

"......The book you published last time, did it sell well?" Dong Jinxuan asked.

The chief inspector was curious: "Secretary-General Zhou has published a book?"

Dong Jinxuan continued: "Yes, the Overseer still doesn't know, right? Secretary-General Zhou has a book that records the life of his father, which is very touching.

I am such a rude person, and I have the honor to write some prefaces to Secretary-General Zhou's book together with the President. Even if it is not literate, it brings tears to my eyes when I read it. "

When the commander-in-chief heard this, his heart skipped a beat.

He never knew that Dong Jinxuan had such an inextricable connection with the political circles in Nanjing.

Having said that, the commander-in-chief glanced at Gu Qingzhou.

Gu Qingzhou's eyes drooped slightly, but she couldn't see her expression. The commander-in-chief didn't know what she was thinking.

"Qingzhou invites Zhou Jinghui, I'm afraid it's not just for Chinese medicine, right?" the commander thought.

He gave Gu Qingzhou a wink.

Gu Qingzhou got the wrong meaning, and said with a smile: "Abba, I'll go out to entertain guests first. Secretary-General Zhou, I'll say goodbye first."

"Young madam, please." Zhou Jinghui smiled.

The commander-in-chief also calmed down.

Gu Qingzhou came out of the side hall.

She glanced at the side hall, and the expression in her eyes was very gentle, as if there was a thin layer of light, laying out on the bottom of her eyes.

Gu Qingzhou turned around to entertain other guests.

She tried her best to make the guest and host as happy as possible.

The banquet started, and after everyone was seated, Mrs. Dong said to the people at the same table: "I'm sorry, I have to drink some medicine. The most uncomfortable thing is that I can't sleep well. It's the young lady who prescribed the magic medicine."

Everyone was surprised by her behavior.

Dong Jinxuan's status is considered high in the military government, and the Dong family and his wife are at the same table.

This table is full of high-ranking officials.

Mrs. Dong's posture is confusing, even Dong Jinxuan frowned slightly.

Gu Qingzhou remained calm and asked Mrs. Dong, "Can I help you warm up?"

"No, it's not cold yet, the adjutant has been wearing a cotton sleeve." Mrs. Dong said.

She opened the bottle of medicine.

A strong aroma of medicinal herbs hit the nostrils, and several ladies at the same table, including Mrs. Si, covered their noses.

It was Zhou Jinghui, the secretary-general from Nanjing, and his wife who suddenly exchanged glances.

Especially Zhou Jinghui, there was a little smile in his eyes.

He asked Mrs. Dong, "Did you not sleep well, so you use this prescription?"

When Mrs. Dong heard someone answer, she was overjoyed, and her face also showed a bit of joy, and said, "Exactly!"

She opened her mouth and said to Zhou Jinghui, "Mrs. Si Shao is our Yuecheng's genius doctor. At the last medical conference, she overcame a huge problem, which seemed to be a mortal disease.

I really admire her medical skills, and I have been unable to sleep well for the past six months, with palpitations, restless sleep, and many dreams, so I asked her to prescribe this medicine..."

Zhou Jinghui smiled.

He wanted to say something, but as a result, Mrs. Dong kept talking and didn't give other people a chance to interrupt at all.

Mrs. Si knew that Mrs. Dong was not on good terms with Gu Qingzhou. She seemed to praise Gu Qingzhou so much, but it was actually ironic. She was also a little unhappy in her heart.

It's her daughter-in-law.

In the end, it was Dong Jinxuan who spoke and held Madam Dong's hand: "Madam, the spring banquet is a happy event, let's not talk about being sick, it will ruin everyone's happiness."

Mrs. Dong smiled apologetically and then stopped.

Soon, the table was full of dishes.

When everyone exchanged cups, Mrs. Dong's hands began to tremble.

Mrs. Li, who was sitting next to her, saw it and asked with concern, "Are you all right?"

Mrs. Dong said, "It's okay..."

Although it was all right, his hands kept shaking.

Everyone noticed it, and stopped their chopsticks one after another, looking at Madam Dong worriedly.

Dong Jinxuan was anxious: "What's the matter?"

Without waiting for Mrs. Dong to answer, Dong Jinxuan said to the governor, "Overseer, I want to take my wife to the hospital."

But Mrs. Dong held her husband's hand tightly: "No, it's fine, every time I finish drinking this medicine, I will have a seizure... Any medicine, good or bad, I'm afraid it's this medicine. It works."

"What's the effect?" Dong Jinxuan was shocked, "Why didn't you tell me?"

All the people at the table changed their faces.

Among them, the most serious face change is Zhou Jinghui, a celebrity from the Nanjing Presidential Palace.

Neither he nor his wife looked good.

"It's alright, it's alright." Mrs. Dong grabbed her husband's hand tightly, "I...I'll hold on for a while...and I'll pass..."

Dong Jinxuan loves his wife very much.

Seeing this, he became furious: "What kind of medicine did the young lady give you? It's like this every time you finish eating, and you continue to take it?"

"I...I don't know.... Maybe my physique is not right..." Mrs. Dong was trembling all over, almost fainting in Dong Jinxuan's arms inside.

Everyone looked over.

"Mrs. Si Shao, do you know about this?" Dong Jinxuan asked sharply.

Gu Qingzhou was sitting under her mother-in-law's head, facing Mrs. Dong.

Mrs. Dong's description, she has already seen it.

So she smiled, stood up and said, "I don't know, my medicine doesn't have such an effect. It strengthens the spleen and calms the blood, and will never harm anyone."

"You bully us and don't understand, what a mess of traditional Chinese medicine, this kind of witchcraft-like prescription, makes my wife describe it like this!" Dong Jinxuan was extremely angry, "Young madam, your heart is too dark."

Mrs. Dong was still shivering.