Quick wear: healing the beautiful, strong and miserable boss every day

Chapter 120 ⑨Eldest Princess (9)

The results of talking to him are not bad, and he is not a person who is stubborn.

Wen Jinhuan also doesn't like him being trapped here, and being used by others without knowing it.

Seeing that it was getting late, Wen Jinhuan didn't say much, and said before leaving:
"You are welcome to come to the mansion for tea at any time in the future, and let me know when you leave."

"..."

As soon as Fan Zheng sent her to the gate of the courtyard, a servant walked up to him and knelt in front of Wen Jinhuan, "Princess, Shan Lang has a fever."

When Fan Zheng heard the words, he was silent, and his face changed slightly.

"I know." Wen Jinhuan said lightly.

Why do you have a fever again?

He obviously got up and went out not long ago.

Is he that weak?Wen Jinhuan knew that Shan Zeyao was not weak in martial arts.

After a few seconds of silence, Wen Jinhuan looked at Fan Zhengyi, "Then let's come here first today."

"Yes, send off the eldest princess." Fan Zhengyi bent down and saluted.

Fan Zhengyi watched Wen Jinhuan leave on the spot, and after a long time, he ordered, "Pack up your things today."

"Master, what are you packing?" The boy didn't realize it all at once.

Fan Zhengyi sighed softly, and said slowly, "Pack up your things and go home."

……

Wen Jinhuan came from Fan Zhengyi's courtyard and walked to Shan Zeyao's courtyard.

Today, she was dressed in a relatively simple and elegant way. Walking through the promenade, there was a crabapple flower tree on the way in. When the wind blew, the pink and white petals flew everywhere.

As Wen Jinhuan passed by, a gust of wind blew up the hem of the skirt, and the petals that fell from the ground danced along with it. The petals that fell from the tree fell onto her bun with only one hairpin, adding a touch of embellishment.

After walking for a while, some petals got on the soles of the shoes and the hem of the skirt.

Wen Jinhuan walked in, and several people in the room saluted immediately when they saw her, "Princess."

She looked inside, through a screen, the scene inside was a bit hazy, "Did the doctor see it?"

The maid sent by Wen Jinhuan replied: "Princess Hui, the imperial physician has not been passed on, and Shan Lang has already been given medicine."

"When did you find out you had a fever, and when did you give him medicine." Wen Jinhuan stopped here before going in.

The voice of talking here is not very loud, and the volume is not deliberately lowered, but it can't wake up the people inside.

The maid replied: "I gave the medicine an hour ago, half an hour ago, and it was prescribed by the imperial physician yesterday."

"..."

an hour ago.

That roughly coincided with his departure from the front hall, that is, the relapse after his return.

The reason?
"Tell me the imperial physician."

Wen Jinhuan walked towards the screen, she decided to go inside to see Shan Zeyao.

Shan Zeyao lay curled up on the bed, trembling all over, flushed, with cold sweat on his forehead, breathing heavily.

Wen Jinhuan reached out to feel the temperature on his forehead, and found that the temperature was scalding.

Maybe it was because her palms were a little cold, but the few seconds she let go, Shan Zeyao turned his head towards her.

Unconsciously, he stretched out his hand to grab Wen Jinhuan's hand, subconsciously grabbing a trace of coldness.

Until there was a sound from outside the screen, the imperial doctor came in and saw the hands of the two, silently lowered his eyes, and buried his head low.

"Participate in the eldest princess."

"Pingshen, come here and take his pulse." Wen Jinhuan pulled his hand away.

"Yes."

The imperial physician stepped forward in two or three steps, felt Shan Zeyao's pulse, and then checked Shan Zeyao's pupils and throat.

"Back to Princess Chang, the patient has a lung infection and a throat infection that causes fever. He needs to take medicine for five days on time, eat a light diet, and rest in bed more often."

"?"

How could it be infected suddenly.

Where did the infection come from?

Wen Jinhuan frowned, "Why did the patient get infected?"

The imperial doctor thought for a moment, "The patient has signs of fluid accumulation in the lungs. I don't know if the patient has fallen into the water before."

"I know, go and prescribe the medicine." Wen Jinhuan nodded.

"My minister obeys."

The imperial physician went to sit down and wrote the prescription, and then called the servant to fetch the medicine.

Wen Jinhuan sat aside and watched Shan Zeyao carefully. She asked the M system to check Shan Zeyao's body.

The result was similar to what the imperial physician said, and Wen Jinhuan asked the M system to make medicine for him.

In about ten minutes, the medicine for Shan Zeyao's condition was ready.

Wen Jinhuan retreated all the servants and closed the doors and windows.

Taking out the hanging bottle and hanging it on the beam of the bed, Wen Jinhuan took his hand out of the quilt, and applied alcohol iodophor on the back of his hand. At this time, Shan Zeyao woke up.

He opened his heavy eyelids in a daze, a sense of bewilderment appeared on his face, he was not very conscious yet, and he didn't see clearly when he looked at Wen Jinhuan.

He opened his mouth, his lips whispered, the words seemed to be forcefully squeezed out of his throat, "Elder...Elder Princess?"

"Don't talk, I'm treating you." Wen Jinhuan "shushed".

There was no trace of panic on her face when she was hit by Shan Zeyao.

She coaxed him in a slow voice, "Go to sleep, it will be fine when you wake up."

"..."

Shan Zeyao's head was in a daze, and he closed his eyelids when he heard Wen Jinhuan's words.

Wen Jinhuan gently pricked the needle on the back of his hand and gave him a bottle.

"M system, will he know? How about you erase his memory."

[It's a bit hard to say, the patient is unconscious now, and may or may not know. 】

"Then tell him he's dreaming when he wakes up."

Wen Jinhuan sat by the bed and looked at his bottle for about half an hour.

She didn't ask the M system to make pills, because she still believes in the benefits of drinking traditional Chinese medicine.

After hanging the bottle, Wen Jinhuan looked at it for a while and then went back to her own yard.

Tell people to watch carefully, and don't make mistakes.

Shan Zeyao woke up the next day, his fever subsided, but his spirit had not recovered, and his face was pale.

Wen Jinhuan didn't come today, the sun was high in the sky, Shan Zeyao struggled to get up, and asked someone to open the window, the light immediately shone into the room, Shan Zeyao put on a comfortable expression, and took a deep breath Take a breath of the air brought in by the sun, close your eyes and lean your head against the head of the bed.

After a while, he got up and walked to the window to stand facing the sunshine. Although his complexion hadn't recovered yet, he was almost healed.

The servant came in with the medicine, Shan Zeyao heard the sound, and asked:

"Is the eldest princess here today?"

"Master, no." The servant replied.

After Shan Zeyao's condition improved, the maid was taken back by Wen Jinhuan, and now his servant is taking care of him.

"Master, it's time to drink the medicine."

The servant stood behind Shan Zeyao holding a bowl of thick black soup, and the strong smell of the medicine wafted away.

In a trance, Shan Zeyao raised his hand and looked at the back of his hand. On the back of his fair hand, there was a small red spot on the blue blood vessel.

"Have there been any mosquitoes lately?"

"Return to master, it's not summer yet, and there are no mosquitoes." The boy was puzzled why the master suddenly asked about mosquitoes.

He immediately added, "Could it be that the master sleeps at night and there are mosquitoes in the room, then the slave will go get some wormwood to fumigate the room later."

Shan Zeyao looked down at the back of his hand in a daze, and muttered to himself, "Is it true, or is it just a dream..."

After a while, Shan Zeyao put his hands back into his sleeves. He turned around and asked the servant, "When did the eldest princess come?"

"Back to the master, I came here yesterday and sent the imperial doctor to see the master. After the imperial doctor left, the eldest princess stayed in the master's room for about an hour before leaving." The servant said seriously.

"An hour."

Shan Zeyao repeated these words softly and subconsciously.

The boy didn't dare to interrupt.

Shan Zeyao walked back to the bed and sat down.

"Master, it's time to drink the medicine, and the medicine should hang out in a while." The servant asked cautiously, and brought the medicine to Shan Zeyao.

Shan Zeyao took the bowl, raised his head and drank the medicine in one gulp, then put down the bowl, "What is the eldest princess doing, is there anything else happening in the mansion."

"The eldest princess is in her own courtyard, and Mr. Fan left the eldest princess's mansion. The servant heard that the eldest princess went to persuade her personally." The servant said respectfully.

"..."

Fan Zhengyi left?It was the eldest princess who persuaded her in person.

"Understood, you go down."

"The slave retire."

The boy pushed it down and closed the door.

Shan Zeyao heard the footsteps disappear, and he called a name.

A black shadow quickly fell to the ground without making any sound.

"What is the master's order?"

"But there are people staring at Hua Wanning, and the general's mansion."

This time, Shan Zeyao's sickness was a little less, with gloomy and deep eyes.

"Have."

After Heiying finished his answer, he took out a small gold bottle from his pocket and handed it over with both hands, "Master, your medicine."

"There may be exceptions."

Shan Zeyao took the medicine bottle, pressed his index finger and middle finger on the acupoints on his chest a few times, and spit out every drop of the Chinese medicine he just drank.

Heiying reacted super quickly and took something and continued, "Back to master, the general came to the mansion to look for the eldest princess, and everything else is the same."

"What did the eldest princess do when she stayed in my room for an hour that day?"

Shan Zeyao wiped the medicinal soup from the corner of his mouth, poured out the moment pill from the golden bottle, put it in his mouth, and swallowed it.

Hei Ying poured the things away and poured water for Shan Zeyao with a cup, but Shan Zeyao didn't want it.

"Back to the master, this subordinate deserves to die, this subordinate didn't see it."

"..."

"Didn't see it?"

Shan Zeyao rubbed the medicine bottle with his hand, he asked in a slow voice.

"Yes." The shadow trembled.

"Go down and keep watching."

"Subordinates obey."

With a whoosh, the black shadow disappeared.

……

The next morning, after getting up to wash and change clothes, Shan Zeyao went to Wen Jinhuan.

Wen Jinhuan woke up, and this meeting happened to be having breakfast.

Seeing Shan Zeyao appear, Wen Jinhuan made a joke,

"You really know how to catch up. You came here by smell."

Shan Zeyao nodded, "Eldest Princess."

"Have you eaten yet?"

Wen Jinhuan looked at Shan Zeyao's complexion, he had almost recovered, but he was still a little weak.

Before Shan Zeyao could answer, Wen Jinhuan asked the maid to add more bowls and chopsticks. She stared at Shan Zeyao and said:

"Whether you eat or not, sit down and eat with me."

"..."

After the bowls and chopsticks were finished, Shan Zeyao sat down.

He really didn't eat, so he came over by pinch.

He didn't even think that Wen Jinhuan would ask him to stand in the courtyard like before, and then ask him to make tea after dinner.

He had already made these preparations before he came, but Wen Jinhuan directly asked him to sit down and eat together.

(End of this chapter)