These red spots show a beautiful carmine red color, and the closer they are to the wound on the neck, the more dense and obvious they become.
A few have quietly climbed up on the lower jaw, but not yet on the hands and feet.
Mu Yunhan couldn't see his own appearance, but felt that the attitude of Mu Ying and others was a bit strange.
Although she was a bit unconscious due to the fever, she could still maintain her ability to think: "Am I also poisoned?"
Mu Ying and the other three quickly exchanged glances, and Xiaomi said: "No, I just see that you have a lot of bruises on your body. Did you suffer enough in the palace yesterday?"
"Bring me the mirror." Mu Yunhan said without any doubt.
Mu Ying said: "What kind of mirror are you looking at in the middle of the night? Don't worry, your beauty is not damaged at all."
"Don't make me say it a second time." Mu Yunhan pointed to the wound on his neck and said painfully: "It hurts."
The three of them had no choice but to hold a lamp, hold a mirror, and hold Mu Yunhan up so that she could see clearly.
Looking at the rouge-colored spots on his body, Mu Yunhan didn't speak for a long time.
Looking up and seeing tears in the eyes of Mu Ying and the others, she said calmly: "Why are you crying? Let them come in and treat me."
Gu Changqing was covered in cold sweat and was so nervous that he kept swallowing his saliva.
He is a middle-aged man in his forties. He has followed the medical elders since he was a child and has studied for decades.
His medical skills are not as good as those of the elder doctors, but they are among the few in the world.
But now he is not only nervous, but also nervous. No one knows better than him what Mu Yunhan means to the current priest family.
He was extremely nervous with such a huge responsibility.
A hot hand touched him.
Mu Yunhan was lying on the bed, his eyes extremely bright: "I have a fever."
Gu Changqing broke out in a cold sweat: "Don't worry, I will give you acupuncture and decoction, and your fever will be reduced soon."
Mu Yunhan said: "No need. I remember the medical elder once told me that having a fever is not necessarily a bad thing..."
She really didn't have the energy to continue talking, so she looked at Mu Ying.
Mu Ying hurriedly said: "The elder said that a fever is not necessarily a bad thing, as it can burn the bad and dirty things in the body.
So, what my sister means is that since you are not sure about detoxification, you might as well let nature take its course and don’t rush to reduce the fever..."
"Sister, is this what you mean?"
After Mu Ying received Mu Yunhan's affirmation, she became more confident: "I'll prescribe the medicines that need to be prescribed, and do what needs to be done, but you don't have to be obsessed with reducing the fever. My sister can still bear it."
Gu Changqing's cold sweat became even worse, and he smiled bitterly and said: "The fever is already very severe. If the fever continues like this, something big will happen."
He didn't dare to say what he would do if he was burned into a fool.
Mu Yunhan made a firm gesture to show that she knew what was going on.
Mu Ying said: "If the fever doesn't subside by tomorrow, we can think of other ways and detoxify it now. Once the poison is detoxified, the fever will naturally subside."
Gu Fenglin was not here at the moment, and Mr. Gu obviously couldn't make the decision for Mu Yunhan. Gu Changqing reluctantly agreed and racked his brains to detoxify.
Countless silver needles were inserted into acupuncture points, and Mu Yunhan felt no pain at all because his body was in so much pain.
After playing around with it, she didn't even know when she fell asleep.
When she woke up, it was already broad daylight again. Gu Fenglin sat in front of the bed and looked at her worriedly, his eyes full of bloodshot eyes.
"You're back..." Mu Yunhan opened his mouth, and suddenly found that he had lost his voice.
"Don't worry, this is what happens after a high fever." Gu Fenglin gently touched her face.