The gentle expression was a little disappointed, "How is the fever now?"
"We haven't retreated yet!" The maid was so anxious that after leaving these words, she hurriedly left, her steps faster than flying.
I just have a fever, is there any need to be so panicked?
Wen Wen felt that they were really making a fuss.
Take a step forward, ready to go in and take a look at Dongfang Aoshi's situation.
As soon as the door opened, a suffocating feeling rushed towards me.
Wen Wen couldn't help but step back.
The next second, the steward’s voice immediately came to mind——
"Who opened the door? Hurry up and close it!"
The maid hurriedly ran over to close the door, and was stunned when she saw Wen Wenwen.
After a few seconds, he came back to his senses and said, "Second...Princess, you are here."
"Princess?" The steward turned around and saw Wen Wen, with an expression of surprise.
He ran over in three steps at a time, grabbed the gentle hand, and dragged him inside.
Wen Wenwen was completely unprepared and was pulled in like this.
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The room is full of maids.
They stood in two lines, guarding Dongfang Aoshi's bedside.
A few people were busy in and out, twisting towels and changing Dongfang Aoshi's forehead.
A pile of things fell on the ground, which should have been caused by Dongfang Aoshi falling down just now.
With so many maids blocking her, Wen Wen couldn't see the person on the bed clearly.
I couldn't help but poke my head slightly——
Dongfang Aoshi lay on the bed, his face was unusually flushed, and he was covered with several quilts. The thickness could almost crush a person to death.
Wen Wen frowned: Didn't you say that Dongfang Aoshi had a high fever? Why did you hug him so tightly?
Wrapped like this, the heat can't escape at all, and the doors and windows in the room are closed, so the air doesn't circulate. There's a big fire pit burning outside the screen...
In this case, even if it takes a month, there is no way to get rid of the fever.
"The fever is so serious, why did you cover him with such a thick quilt? Wrapping him up like this will only prevent the heat from dissipating," Wen Wen reminded almost reflexively.
The next second, he realized what he had said and quickly shut up and stopped talking.
How Dongfang Aoshi is doing has nothing to do with her.
"But the imperial doctor said that you have to cover up the prince's sweat so that the fever will go away." As the steward explained, he eagerly grabbed the gentle hand, "Does the princess have any better way to relieve the prince's fever?
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"...I don't know anything." Wen Wen refused to say any more.
She came today to see Dongfang Aoshi's embarrassment, not to relieve his fever.
"Princess..." The steward looked at Wen Wen expectantly.
"I don't know anything." Wen Rou said with a hard heart——
It was impossible for her to teach them physical methods to reduce fever.
"Princess, if this continues, the prince will be in danger..." the steward said anxiously.
It’s good to be in danger!
If Dongfang Aoshi is burned to death, she will be free, and there will be one less scourge in the world, killing two birds with one stone!
Wen Wen snorted coldly in her heart, "Whether he is in danger or not, does it have anything to do with me?"
"Princess..." The steward wanted to speak, but the maid came over with a basin of hot water.
His attention was immediately diverted and he turned around to get busy——
"Quickly, change a basin and continue to apply it on the prince to get rid of the sweat as soon as possible. Mo Mo, please check the doors and windows again to see if they are closed tightly. Don't let the cold wind come in and freeze the prince; Xixi, add some more charcoal to make the room more comfortable.
The gentleness inside is higher; Yingchun, you come and help..."