When I entered the mansion and arrived at the courtyard where Mu Yu was, I heard someone arguing in a low voice.

After Mei Ziyan saw Mu Yu's condition, she told everyone very firmly that Mu Yu's illness was a rare blood poison disease, which was extremely contagious, and even if the temperature of her body dropped, most of the spots on her body could not disappear.

At this moment, everyone present was stunned, and the red spots couldn't fade, so wouldn't Mu Sigongzi be disfigured?

Mu Cheng's face was pale, looking at the three imperial doctors of the Imperial Hospital, Mei Ziyan pursed her lips and said dissatisfiedly:

"Persimmon, do you believe me or them? If you don't believe me, I'll go first and find a place to eat and sleep. ”

"I believe in you. He replied after a moment's thought.

The doctors of the Tai Hospital originally looked down on what this young woman said, but when Mei Ziyan was injected and Mu Yu took another dose of medicine, Mu Yu's heat really subsided, and they all said goodbye and left on the grounds that the diagnosis was not effective.

"What about you?" Mei Ziyan smiled and turned to a room of beautiful concubines who came to show their concern, "Although this disease is contagious, I should be able to cure it if it is mild, and the rash on my body will not fade and will not be life-threatening, and the fourth prince has a high fever and sweat, so one or two gentle and caring ladies should be left to serve him and help him wipe his body." Be careful when rubbing, if the red spot is bruised and there is blood, it will be out of phase. The problem is that there is a high risk that the toxins in the blood will spread to the people who are waiting. ”

"I have boiled a cauldron of wormwood fragrant yellow water, and the people who serve the fourth son must first soak it in the water for an hour, otherwise the germs are very easy to invade the body, and the taste is a little unpleasant, but it will gradually disappear after three or two months. ”

"You guys, who wants to stay?" Mei Ziyan covered her mouth with white gauze, and then took a piece of white gauze and handed it to the nearest concubine, who was trembling like sifting chaff and said:

"Today, the concubine is unwell, so I can't take care of the son, so I will avoid it first," after speaking, she simply fled the door in a hurry, and the other concubines also left one after another, and in the blink ......of an eye, only Mei Ziyan and the dumb slave were left in the house.

"What's going on?" Mu Cheng walked in with a frown, not understanding why the concubines who were still crying and worrying just now dispersed so quickly, while Mu Yu, who was lying on the bed, had red cheeks and closed his eyes as if he was in a nightmare.

Mei Ziyan's eyes swept over a emerald figure outside the door, and said indifferently: "It's nothing, as soon as those women heard that this disease is contagious, and the infected person may not be able to fade the red spots from now on, so they ran away." The fourth prince was sweating profusely, and if he didn't wipe it for him to reduce his temperature, I am afraid that the high fever would not be able to retreat in the next three hours. If you look for an ordinary domestic servant, I am afraid that if you are not careful enough to scratch the red spots, it will leave a terrible scar......"

A trace of anger flashed in Mu Cheng's eyes, and when he was about to say something, Dongming walked in, and after saluting, he said to Mu Cheng:

"Childe, just let Dongming come. ”

"However, Dongming is a girl who has not yet married...... Mei Ziyan said.

"I don't mind. The expression on her face was faint and unfazed.

"Okay, you go take a bath first, and then come and help me give him a needle. She raised her eyes and looked at Mu Cheng with a solemn face, "Persimmon, you better go out first, and wash it with wormwood fragrant yellow water." ”

He walked over and put his hand on Mu Yu's forehead and probed, "The situation is very dangerous?"

"It's hard to say now," she took out a pill from her bosom and handed it to him, "take it with warm water, it's to enhance your physique; ”

"What about you?" He didn't take medicine, didn't eat or drink, and was locked up in a dungeon by him all night, isn't it more dangerous than him?

"You, are you caring about me?" she thought about it, and couldn't help but smile like a flower.

Mu Cheng gasped and glared at her, what kind of person is this, can you still think about these miscellaneous things at such a time?!

"Who cares about you? If you think so much that it can make you happy, you can just think so! If you are also sick, I will care about you more!" Dare to love this stupid woman is a nymphomaniac, he suddenly felt a little upset, took the medicine, and went out without looking at her.

"What medicine did you give him?" asked the mute with a gesture.

Mei Ziyan smiled weirdly, "The medicine that pours after eating, my mother calls it sleeping pills." ”

The dumb slave was stunned, "Why did you lie to him?"

"Didn't you see that he didn't close his eyes all night? If he is like this again, we will cure Mu Yu and go to treat him again, so don't you be busy and tired?" She turned to look at Mu Yu and stuffed a pill in his mouth, "Dumb slave, pour some water on him." ”

A trace of loss flashed in the dumb slave's eyes, he was a little annoyed with his ups and downs, walked over to help Mu Cheng and gave him some water, and asked:

"You give him an antidote?" he knew that the cause of Mu Yu's illness would be more or less related to her.

"Antidote?" Mei Ziyan shook her head, "Let him take the antidote now, that's a waste of all his efforts." It's an aggravating medicine!"

The dumb slave's eyes widened, "Are you going too far?"

"I'm going overboard, I'm curing the obstacle in his heart. I just gave him a needle to seal his consciousness, and I'm going to pull out the needle now, and after Dongming comes in a while, I'll let him know what just happened, and then the rest, it's not that I can dominate it......"

Soon, Dongming came in, Mei Ziyan pulled out the golden needle and told Dongming what to pay attention to one by one, and briefly repeated the contagiousness and harmfulness of this disease and the reaction of the concubines in the house, Dongming just listened, and didn't see that Mu Yu lying on the bed had opened his eyes with difficulty and his eyes were full of pain and despair......

Mei Ziyan pulled the dumb slave out of the door and closed the door with her backhand, and after waiting for a moment, she unexpectedly heard Mu Yu's hoarse and weak voice:

"What are you doing here? You go, I don't want to see you!"

Dongming didn't answer, only heard Mu Yu say angrily: "You, what are you doing?"

"Wipe your body and cool down. She replied briefly, without the slightest hint of grievance or anger.

"Bang", like the medicine bowl being broken, "Call that bunch of women in my house...... You can do anything, I just don't want you!"

"None of them will come, you're sick, it's best to stop thinking about it. Don't move, save me from calling someone to come in and order your. Dongming said calmly.

"They...... It's my lady...... Who are you?!"

"I'm not anyone, I'm Dongming, an orphan girl raised in the Suide Palace. If you are unfortunate enough to die of illness today, you can find a piece of land and bury me. ”

"You-" Mu Yu sighed, "why are you so troubled?"

"Isn't it bitter? I don't think so. ”

"Dongming-you go out, let someone else come, when I beg you. He sighed feebly.

Dongming was silent, did not answer his words, and did not take a step out of the room.

Mei Ziyan took the dumb slave to the old locust tree in the courtyard.

"Dumb slave, no matter how stupid a man is, he should understand it this time, right?"

"What do you understand?" he asked.

"A woman's sincerity. ”

On this day, Mu Yu's illness was still repeated, and the whole mansion was a little strangely quiet, and Mu Cheng didn't come to inquire, and there was no concubine to visit and care, only Dongming came out to change the water from time to time, and Mei Ziyan went to diagnose the pulse and prescribe prescriptions.

After Dongming went out, Mei Ziyan sat on the edge of the bed and asked Mu Yu with a smile:

"Fourth son, how do you feel?"

"Ben Gongzi can still hold on...... "He was as angry as silk, and the red spots on his flushed face were still hideous.

"Who asked you this! Although I, Mei Ziyan, am not a miracle doctor, I can still cure your minor illness. What I want to ask you is, do you feel happy now?"

Mu Yu looked at her, and a slightly vibrating look flashed in her reddish bloodshot eyes.

She pulled out the last golden needle and fed a pill into his mouth, "Fourth son, there is only so much I can help you, and it is up to you how to go on the rest of the road." ”

The next morning, Mu Yu's high fever subsided, and when Mu Cheng woke up from his dream and hurried over, Mu Yu was already able to sit up, eating the porridge one bite at a time with Dongming's hand.

"Move those buckets of wormwood fragrant yellow water to the small courtyard where the eight ladies live, and carefully clean all the yards for me inside and out, saying that they should be disinfected and cleaned, and don't miss a place. Mei Ziyan sat on the stone bench under the locust tree, her hair was tied up in a mess, a gauze white towel was tied around her neck, and she bit a dog's tail grass in her mouth and said with a mischievous smile:

"The stinky music alone is not as good as the stinky music, Aunt Ben smoked it for two days and one night, and it won't make you have a good dream in the boudoir!"

Mu Cheng in the room heard it, and the corners of his mouth slightly pulled a smile, and he didn't obstruct it, but just instructed the servants on the side:

"Prepare some osmanthus cake cattail cakes, and green chrysanthemum tea with sugar, and send them to the stone table under the locust tree. ”

The servant went down in response, and after a while came in and respectfully handed over a box of ointment, saying, "This is what Dr. Mei said to ask Dongming to apply to the fourth prince on his body, saying that it can remove freckle......s;

"But what?" asked Mu Cheng.

"But Dr. May, she's asleep......"

Mu Cheng pushed open the door and looked out, the shadow of the sun was slanting, the woman in plain clothes and white clothes under the old locust tree had loose hair buns, tilted her head sideways and leaned on the shoulders of the Xirong young man with a cold face, and the spots of light leaking between the leaves fell on the bridge of her tall and delicate nose, lips, and placket, mottled. She slept in ignorance, and the shadows cast by her long black eyelashes on her eyelids were so quiet that time seemed to freeze them, and even though the breeze blew from time to time, it could not wake her from her dreams.

The Sijon boy sat motionless, like a statue. Once or twice when she tilted her head and was about to fall off, he reacted very quickly to soothe her, and let her still sleep next to his shoulder, for fear of waking her, but after two or three times he finally lost his patience, smiled helplessly, and then reached out and took her into his arms and let her find a more comfortable place to sleep......