Xia Chiwan followed Jin Xingyu to see the seventeenth prince. Sure enough, the seventeenth prince was lying on the bed in a daze due to illness, his head was sweating profusely, and his whole body was wet, as if he had been fished out of the water.
Not only that, the seventeenth prince had a pale face and his mouth was slightly open and closed, as if he was talking in his sleep.
When Xia Chiwan accepted the Seventeenth Prince, he finally heard his name from the Seventeenth Prince's mouth.
"Wan'er... Wan'er... Wan'er..."
Perhaps it was in his dream that the seventeenth prince had no moral constraints and no longer called Xia Chiwan his sister. Instead, he called Xia Chiwan Wan'er, so intimately.
Seeing that the condition of the Seventeenth Prince was really not good, Xia Chiwan's face became serious and he walked to the Seventeenth Prince's side to check his pulse.
Who would have thought that Xia Chiwan's cool and smooth fingertips would only touch the seventeenth prince's wrist, and the seventeenth prince would actually grab Xia Chiwan's little hand with a backhand.
"Wan'er", who was still a little vague at first, suddenly became much clearer.
"Sister Wan'er, look, Brother Qi can recognize people?!"
Seeing that the Seventeenth Prince could recognize Xia Chiwan, Jin Xingyu's eyes were full of joy, and then he cried and laughed and said:
"Sister Wan'er, you don't know that this morning, Brother Shiqi had a severe fever and was unconscious. He couldn't even recognize him. As expected, Sister Wan'er, you are Brother Qi's savior."
Jin Xingyu held Xia Chiwan's other hand excitedly, and his words were full of deep gratitude to Xia Chiwan, as if it was really because of Xia Chiwan that the seventeenth prince's illness had improved.
signs.
"Princess Xingyu, you are too excited. I haven't checked the pulse of the seventeenth prince yet."
Xia Chiwan shook his head, then took his hand out of the seventeenth prince's hand with his backhand, pressed the seventeenth prince's hand with one hand, and felt the seventeenth prince's pulse with the other hand.
Sure enough, Xia Chiwan took the pulse of the seventeenth prince and found that the pulse condition of the seventeenth prince was indeed not optimistic.
However, Xia Chiwan also felt that the seventeenth prince's illness seemed to have a lot to do with his mood. The seventeenth prince had depression in his heart, blocked blood vessels, and lost both qi and blood, which was why it seemed so serious.
"Sister Wan'er, how is Brother Qi?"
Seeing how Xia Chiwan was taking his pulse, Jin Xingyu felt more and more that Xia Chiwan was her seventeenth brother's blessing.
Another point is that Jin Xingyu heard the answer from the imperial doctor, saying that it was a heart disease that needed heart medicine.
The cure for her seventeenth brother's heart disease is Xia Chiwan. As long as Xia Chiwan is here, seventeenth brother will be fine.
"If the qi is stagnated and the qi is free, it won't be a big problem."
Xia Chi Wanduo didn't say anything. After all, the imperial doctors of the Jin Dynasty were not just free rice.
Come to think of it, the imperial doctor of the Great Jin Kingdom also knew what was going on with the seventeenth prince. Because of this, Jin Xingyu came to her, hoping that she could help the seventeenth prince.
"Sister Wan'er, Brother Qi will leave it to you."
Jin Xingyu grabbed Xia Chiwan's hand and said.
"The seventeenth prince saved my life. Such a great kindness, I naturally have to repay one or two."
Xia Chiwan did not refuse, she would always find a way to cure the seventeenth prince's illness.
Xia Chiwan used his medical skills to prescribe some corresponding medicine to the seventeenth prince, and then ordered the imperial doctor to cook the medicine for the seventeenth prince to drink.
Also, the seventeenth prince felt uncomfortable being wet all the time, so Xia Chiwan ordered someone to change his clothes.