"Miss, I just said don't let you work so hard, you see..."Qingyi said to Song Shuyan who was lying on the bed while taking care of the house.

Song Shuyan, who was lying on the bed, didn't speak, just quietly listened to Qingyi's nagging.

"Miss, you promise the slave maid to take care of your body every day. ”

As soon as the words came out, Song Shuyan reacted, coughed weakly and agreed, "Okay, I will take care of my body in the future, and I won't be so tired anymore." ”

Qingyi's hand in the room paused, smiled at the young lady lying on the bed, and then continued to do her business.

In the past few days when Song Shuyan has been ill, Qingyi has been taking care of her closely, almost never leaving, which also makes Song Shuyan feel a trace of warmth from the bottom of her heart.

On the second day, Qingyi sent breakfast to Song Shuyan as usual, and as soon as she opened the door, she found that Song Shuyan was a little wrong, and she couldn't tell where it was.

Leaving behind the wrongness in her heart, she opened the breakfast one by one and put it on the table, and when she looked closely, it was quite hearty.

There are hot steamed buns, big white flour steamed buns, and a few side dishes are full of hot aroma, "Miss should have breakfast, today you have your favorite steamed buns." ”

After about a few seconds, Song Shuyan didn't have any movement to get up for breakfast, Qingyi thought that her young lady hadn't woken up yet, so she shouted again, "Miss, you won't get up the buns and get cold immediately." ”

Song Shuyan still didn't move.

This made Qingyi come up again from the heartfelt feeling as soon as she entered the door, she put down the breakfast box, and almost trotted to Song Shuyan's bedside.

opened the curtain, Song Shuyan inside was sweating, his expression was very painful, Qingyi was panicked now, obviously he was fine yesterday, why did he suddenly do this today.

"Miss... Miss, don't scare me, what's wrong with you!" After speaking, Qingyi hurriedly checked whether there were any wounds on Song Shuyan's body, it doesn't matter if you don't look at it, this look is...

I saw that Song Shuyan's arms were full of symptoms that a person with smallpox should have, which frightened Qingyi's girl, "Miss, Miss, how could you..."

At this time, Song Shuyan opened his eyes weakly and said comfortingly to Qingyi: "It's nothing, look at you crying, what can I do?" ”

Qingyi didn't know if she could listen to it, she just cried, Song Shuyan smiled: "I'm fine, but it's just that I have smallpox and it's not incurable, don't cry." ”

Qingyi wiped her tears and didn't speak superfluously.

In the past few days, Qingyi has been doing her best to take care of her, which makes Song Shuyan not only feel very warm in her heart, but also grateful for Qingyi's sincerity to her.

Shen Zeyuan on the other side didn't know where he learned that Song Shuyan was suffering from smallpox, and he was very worried all day long, and he didn't know where the news came from.

That day, after Qingyi learned that Song Shuyan was suffering from smallpox, he returned to his room and was worried, whether to inform the emperor, that is, Shen Zeyuan, about it, Qingyi still decided to inform Shen Zeyuan of the matter.

Qingyi entered the palace and told Shen Zeyuan that he was stopped by the minions beside him, "You can't enter without a token." ”

"I'm here to find the emperor, my young lady has something important. Qingyi's tone was a little flustered when she spoke, probably worried that she wouldn't see the emperor.

That minion seemed to be very unsympathetic, and he had to ask Qingyi to take out the token before he could enter.

Just when Qingyi didn't know what to do, Xiao Si, who was often around Shen Zeyuan, saw Qingyi and stepped forward to ask: "Qingyi, why are you here? Shouldn't you be taking care of your young lady?"

Qingyi saw that it was Xiao Si next to Shen Zeyuan, and she was very excited and seemed hopeful, "I'm here to find your master, I have something important to report to your master." ”

Xiao Si next to him looked at it and said a few words to the slave who had just stopped Qingyi, which allowed Qingyi to see Shen Zeyuan.

Seeing Shen Zeyuan, Qingyi didn't want to talk nonsense, and went straight to the point: "Slaves and maids see the emperor, recently my master suffered from smallpox.."

"What?!smallpox?!Are you okay now?" When Shen Zeyuan heard Song Shuyan have smallpox, his heart seemed to leak half a beat, and he didn't know what he was pressed and he was almost out of breath.

"Well... It's just that my master is now in a coma... I don't know what to do. ”

After listening to this, Shen Zeyuan smoothed the wrinkles between his eyebrows, and said weakly: "I know, you can step back first." ”

Qingyi glanced up at Shen Zeyuan at this time, and hurriedly returned: "Yes, the slave and maid have retired..."

So since that day, Shen Zeyuan has been worried about Song Shuyan all day long, and he can't eat well or sleep well.

Song Shuyan suffered from smallpox, and since the day of the fight, Zhige has been busy in her yard, taking care of things.

At the same time, we did not forget to study drugs to cure smallpox.

On the first day, when Zhige saw his daughter unconscious and lying weak on the bed, Zhige's depression and discomfort at that time could not be explained, and I am afraid that only Zhige himself could understand it.

Zhige was studying drugs in Song Shuyan's small courtyard, and Qingyi was not idle, although Song Shuyan was still in a coma these days, he was still taken care of by Qingyi very well.

After several days of hard work, Zhige finally came up with a drug that could relieve smallpox, but it seemed that it could not be cured.

Hearing the news that the drug had been researched, Qingyi was happy from the bottom of her heart, and she almost trotted into Zhige's yard, "Medicine. Is it ready? Is my lady saved?"

Looking at Qingyi who broke in, Zhige was stunned, and Qingyi realized that she was too excited, "I'm sorry, it's a slave..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zhige, who waved his hand very carelessly, "It's okay, you care about your young lady, I know, you get up first." ”

Qingyi just stood up from the ground, and heard Zhige continue: "According to my speculation, this medicine can only temporarily relieve smallpox, but not completely eradicate it, if you need to completely eradicate it, I'm afraid you will need other methods..."

After speaking, Zhige stopped talking, he was silent, and Qingyi was also silent, if he couldn't find the root cause, then Song Shuyan might not be good...

"Tomorrow, tomorrow this medicine should be able to boil well, let's try the effect tomorrow. Zhige was a little helpless, she actually didn't like this method, but her ability was like this.

After listening to this, Qingyi answered and retreated.

The time was fast, and the second day arrived as promised.

Zhige got up early to get the medicine for Song Shuyan, "What about Qingyi, call her over and feed the medicine to Shu Yan's mouth." ”

Not long after Qingyi came over, Zhige put the medicine into a small plate and asked Qingyi to give it to Song Shuyan.

I took the medicine for a few days.