As if he heard Su Yueming's call, the prince who had been unconscious slowly opened his eyes. His eyelids were covered with sweat, and transparent sweat droplets stuck to his long and thick eyelashes. When he saw Su Yueming, his face showed
A weak smile came.
He opened his mouth with difficulty, and his chapped lips moved. Judging from the shape of his mouth, he shouted "Yue Ming".
The palace maid brought hot water over, Su Yueming wrung out the handkerchief, and leaned over to wipe his sweat carefully.
The prince looked at her with a smile, raised his hand with difficulty, and placed his generous palm on her face. Su Yueming felt a biting coldness.
His palms were so cold, without any warmth, as if they were dead.
His hands caressed her face carefully, his movements full of reluctance and attachment.
Su Yueming put her hand on the back of his hand and said, "Your Highness, don't worry, everything will be fine. I just asked the prince, but he is just weak. He will be fine by tomorrow morning."
"Pfft..." Suddenly, he sat up suddenly, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, falling on the sheets in front of him. There was also blood on his clothes and hands. The blood from the corners of his lips dripped down from his chin.
"Cold, I'm so cold, so cold..." The prince suddenly shivered from the cold. He clenched his teeth, and Su Yueming could hear the sound of his teeth rattling.
"Carbon! Come on, get the quilt."
When Mo Yu saw it, he quickly ordered the others to make charcoal and take quilts. Everyone looked hurriedly. Dr. Li frowned and took his pulse, and the expression on his face never relaxed.
And Su Yueming held the prince's hand and never let go.
The quilt is covered, the carbon is generated, and the room becomes warm.
"Cold, cold..." But the prince still felt cold, his face became paler and his lips became darker.
"Add more carbon and get two more quilts." Mo Yu continued to give instructions.
The temperature in the room was getting higher and higher. The others were so hot that they were sweating profusely and were a little breathless. But the prince, who was covered with four good silk quilts on the bed, still felt cold.
Su Yueming only felt that the temperature on his hands was getting lower and lower.
Doctor Li wiped the sweat from his face, looked at Su Yueming and said, "Your Highness's pulse is getting weaker and weaker! If your body doesn't get warmer..."
Under everyone's surprised gazes, Su Yueming suddenly climbed onto the prince's bed, calmly took off his shirt, put on close-fitting clothes, hugged the prince's waist from behind, and pressed her body against his back.
There are no gaps either.
She wanted to use her body to raise his body temperature.
The prince's body was still trembling from the cold. He fainted again and lost consciousness.
He could only feel a warm and soft mass approaching his body. He didn't know what it was, but he was extremely attached to it. He worked hard to get closer to this warmth, and he wanted more and more.
"Leave Mo Yu and the two palace maids. The others will wait outside the palace. Doctor Li will come in every half an hour." Su Yueming ordered everyone.
"Dongmei, Laxue, you two stay, the others can go out." Mo Yu left the two maids behind, and the others retreated and were on standby at any time according to Su Yueming's instructions.
"But what should we do? We are all so hot, and His Highness's hands are still so cold." Mo Yu was extremely worried, walking back and forth in front of the bed and said, she was almost covered with sweat, and her big bean