After Mu Yuan fell asleep, he became particularly confused. Xianglan didn't know whether he fell asleep or fell into a coma.
She looked at half of his handsome face, fascinated and heartbroken for a while.
Until, his pale thin lips moved slightly, and two vague words escaped between his lips and teeth: "Qing'er..."
Although it was really blurry, Xianglan could hear it clearly.
My heart felt sour and tears almost rolled down my face.
He really likes Princess Ninth!
If he were sober, he would never dare to say the word Qing'er.
Although the Shao village leader had lived in Chu for more than ten years, he was deeply influenced by the ideological education of the Southern Jin Dynasty.
Observe etiquette and dare not express your emotions easily.
He likes a girl and would never dare to tell her because he knows he is not qualified.
He is from His Majesty the Younger Highness.
"Qing'er..." Mu Yuan was still calling.
Pandan's heart was sore and painful, and she was even more anxious.
Even if you don't touch him, you can clearly feel the heat on his body getting higher and higher.
If the fever does not subside, it will kill someone.
Xianglan couldn't help but stretched out her hand and reached towards his forehead.
When I put it in my hand, it was actually scalding hot, much hotter than I expected!
The situation is ten times more serious than when it started today!
How about it? If this continues, the young village leader will really die!
Xianglan was anxious in the room, but she had no medical skills and had no idea how to treat a condition like high fever.
What should she do?
After a while, the anxious Xianglan rushed out again. www.yshu ge. org
"Please, find a doctor for the young village master, he is very ill!"
The guard guarding the yard sneered: "Your Highness said that the doctors are very busy and have to take care of the wounded soldiers on the battlefield. How can they have time to take care of your young village master?"
"However, the young leader is suffering from high fever. He is covered in injuries. If he is not treated in time, he will really...he will really die!"
The word death made Panlan's eyes heat up and tears almost rolled down her face.
Their young village leader is such a good person, why don't you save him?
Why do you want to harm him like this?
What did he do wrong?
"Please!"
But the two guards had expressionless faces and didn't take it seriously at all: "If you are injured or sick, you will cry for life or death. Do you know what kind of injuries the soldiers on the battlefield suffered? Is there anyone who yells like you?
Of?"
"You!" Panlan was so angry that her fingertips were trembling!
They are completely unreasonable and clearly mean to embarrass us!
There is no use begging them!
Xianglan rushed out, doctor, she will find it herself.
Behind him, the guard's sneer voice still came from behind: "You don't have to waste your efforts, I'll see which doctor in the mansion dares to treat your young master!"
Xianglan didn't believe in evil and started looking for it in the house.
The doctors are now concentrated in the backyard, and there are indeed many seriously injured and sick soldiers in the backyard.
Chu Qingge is not here. She is either at the foundry or dispensing medicine in the pharmacy.
Caring for the wounded is basically left to the doctors, unless there are seriously injured patients who need her treatment.
Xianglan searched and begged around, but when she heard that she was going to treat the young gentleman, all the doctors shook their heads and said that they were very busy.
Xianglan knew that it was Chu Weiyun who gave the death order and that no doctor was allowed to visit the young village leader.
Chu Weiyun is so ruthless and cruel!
She returned to the hospital in despair, raised her eyes, and saw the figure walking into the pharmacy holding medicine.
