As soon as the doctor's figure appeared at the door, Jingren ran over and almost lifted him and threw him to Qingcheng's bedside: "Look carefully, if she dies! You should know your fate!"
The doctor trembled, broke out in cold sweat, and began to regret his temporary greed for money and soft-heartedness! Demon Master! Demon Master!
The doctor wiped the sweat from his forehead, sat down by the bed, and went to take Qingcheng's pulse with trembling hands.
After a while, "How is she?" Jingren asked impatiently, probably seeing that the doctor had closed his eyes for a long time without saying anything.
The doctor trembled again, opened his eyes, collected his mind, let go of Qingcheng's hand, stood up and stretched out his hand to Jingren: "General Ji, let's take a step to talk!"
"If you have anything to say, just say it. There is no need to avoid it." Jingblade roared violently, his face as fierce as a demon.
The doctor wiped the sweat from his forehead again and said slowly: "Mrs. Ling's pulse is weak and slow. I believe that Madam Ling has enteric fever!"
When Jingren heard this, he immediately took a few steps back in shock, and his expression became depressed, as if what the doctor just announced was not the name of the disease, but the direct announcement that Qingcheng was dead.
Suddenly, Jingren raised his head and looked directly at the doctor, his eyes condensed with coldness: "Tell me, can she still be saved?"
The doctor shrank and said slowly: "If it were early stage, there should be no problem in saving her, but Mrs. Ling's illness has already..."
"Have you already thought about your own ending?" Jingblade interrupted him, looked at him and said sinisterly.
"General Ji, here is a prescription. You can give it to Mrs. Ling first. It can relieve her pain. I will go back and study the next condition first." The doctor bowed and handed over a prescription that had just been opened.
Shanzi said with some fear, lowering his eyes and not daring to look at the Jingren again.
"Here comes someone! Arrange accommodation for the doctor." Jingren took it and shouted outside. Qingqing immediately came in with the girl. She looked at the doctor with complicated eyes and said, "Doctor, please, I will make arrangements for you."
everything."
The doctor was so frightened that he almost begged Jingren: "General, I forgot some important medicine at home. I need to go home to get it."
"I will send someone to get it for you, don't worry!" Jingren smiled coldly.
"Only I know what to do!" the doctor explained hurriedly.
After pondering for a long time, Jingren spoke, his voice unquestionable and irresistible: "Then I will send someone to go home with you to get it!"
The doctor walked towards the door almost in despair.
"Just take good care of the patients! You don't have to worry about your family, I will take good care of it for you!" Jingren reminded, causing the doctor who had already walked to the door to stiffen again.
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The medicine had been taken away. Jingren slowly sat on the edge of the bed and touched Qingcheng's pale face: If he had taken her away earlier, she wouldn't have to go through so much suffering, and she wouldn't have to wander around like she does now.
On the verge of death!
Stroking her closed eyes and long eyelashes: there used to be a pair of smart and clear eyes covering the place, but at this moment, I don't know whether they can be opened again.
When she thought of this, Jingren felt a heart-wrenching pain, wishing that he could bear it for her!
I never want to let her go! Even if I just look at her quietly like this and protect her! I will never let her go again!