Dr. Guo carried the medicine box into the Southwest Hou Mansion.

As soon as the Southwest Hou saw him coming, he hurriedly ordered with a calm face, "Go and take another look at Eleven Lang." ”

When Dr. Guo entered Huang Shiyilang's courtyard, his heart sank.

This time, only one doctor was called in.

Huang Shiyi Lang was lying on the couch with a flushed face, her eyes half closed, and her widowed mother Qian Shi was guarding beside her with a worried face.

Seeing Dr. Guo come in, Qian Shi hurriedly stood up, "Dr. Guo, let's see what's wrong with my son?" After lunch, he said that he was tired and wanted to rest for a while, but he didn't get up in the middle of the morning, and then he started to have a fever. ”

Dr. Guo stepped forward to cut the pulse and found that Huang Shiyilang's pulse was strong and powerful, like turbulent waves, coming and going.

Doctor Guo's hand trembled, and he almost couldn't hold Huang Shiyilang's arm, but he was very surprised in his heart.

It's only been a few days, why has Huang Shiyilang's pulse changed so much?

Huang Shiyi Lang was hot, his consciousness was already a little unconscious, and he muttered vaguely: "It hurts, it hurts, it hurts............"

Qian anxiously lay in front of the bed, "Eleven Lang, tell my mother, where do you hurt?"

"It hurts, it hurts......" Huang Shiyi Lang frowned, his painful facial features were tangled together, but he couldn't tell where it hurt.

Doctor Guo's heart moved, and he tore off the clothes on Huang Shilang's waist, and saw that the skin on his waist was smooth and the texture was clear, and he was secretly relieved.

"What's wrong with my son?" Qian took his son's hand and looked at Dr. Guo eagerly.

"Eleven Lang Jun This is a fever caused by the heat and blood, and the blood is surging, I will prescribe two fever-reducing medicines first, if the fever is subsided tomorrow morning, it will be no big problem. ”

Qian breathed a sigh of relief, these days, she has been holding a breath, just afraid that as Mu Niangzi said, her son has something to wrap her waist in.

The words of the tenth day must be issued like a magic spell in Qian's ears, she is worried every day, like sitting on pins and needles, seeing that tomorrow will be the ninth day, and there are two days left to pass safely, but Shiyi Lang launched a high fever in the middle of the night.

Qian was really frightened.

Now hearing Dr. Guo say this, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

When Dr. Guo went out, he saw that Nannan Hou had been standing under the corridor.

"Is it really okay?" Hearing the sound of Dr. Guo going out, Nannan Hou asked with a frown.

Doctor Guo hesitated, and Nannanhou's eyes narrowed, "Tell Ben Hou truthfully if you have something to say!"

Doctor Guo thought for a while, and said in a low voice: "Eleven Langjun's pulse is indeed a little weird, it is powerful and powerful, it comes and goes, it is said that such a flood pulse should not just be a fever......

Southwest Hou's face changed, he glanced into the house vigilantly, walked towards the courtyard, and lowered his voice, "What other symptoms should there be?"

The younger siblings have been widowed for many years, and there is only one only son in Eleven Lang, if there is anything unexpected in Eleven Lang, it is estimated that he will not be able to bear it.

Moreover, his younger brother blocked an arrow for him and injured his bones, so he lingered on the sickbed and died early.

If it's Eleven......... , he really can't face his brother underground.

Dr. Guo pondered for a moment, and then said with a twitch: "It's hard to say, some people will have unbearable pain, some people will have rashes, and some people will ......."

Dr. Guo paused, "Some people also have blisters. ”

Southwest Hou Hu's body trembled, "Where will the blisters come from?"

Dr. Guo shook his head, "It's hard to say. ”

Southwest Hou's face became even more gloomy, he was silent for a moment, and waved his hand, "You go and give Shishilang medicine first." ”

Doctor Guo turned around and retreated, and the faint voice of the Southwest Hou sounded, "Don't go back tonight, you are here to closely observe Shiyi Lang's symptoms." ”

Dr. Guo paused, bowed down, and retreated quickly.

Leaving Nan Nanhou standing alone in the courtyard, his expression gloomy.

But it was said that Song Yuma stared at a bag of clothes on the table with a gloomy face, and his voice was as cold as water, "What about the princess?"

The subordinate who came back from sending the clothes glanced at Song Yuma's expression, and replied carefully: "The princess went to Xinglin Hall, saying that she was resting there with Mu Niangzi tonight and will not come back!"

It's Xinglintang again, it's not enough to run every day, this time I just stayed.

"Smack!" Song Juma snorted, and swept the burden on the table to the ground, and the colorful clothes inside were scattered all over the ground, making Song Juma's eyes narrow, and his expression was even more ugly.

The clothes she used to prepare for him were all white or light blue, brocade robes embroidered with bamboo leaves, which he liked, and now she bought some messy clothes on the street and sent him away?

He's only been out for more than ten days, why did she suddenly become like this?

Song Fuma wandered in the house irritably for a while, and beckoned someone to come in, "Go to Xinglin Hall, tell the princess, and say that I am not feeling well." ”

In the past, as long as he was unwell, Princess Minghui would take care of him in front of the bed.

Song Yuma was a little sad to find that he actually remembered so much about the past with Princess Minghui.

In the past, she was really good to herself! Hush the cold and ask for warmth, food, clothing, housing and transportation, all aspects were considered for him.

Well, although she is uninhibited, not very rude, and not very good-tempered, at least she is still very good to herself.

Thinking of the past, Song Yuma's irritable heart calmed down a little, but he found that the next person looked at him very strangely.

"What are you looking at, why don't you go to Xinglin Hall?" Song Yuma glared.

The servant walked away with a strange face.

Song Yuma made a pot of tea for herself, and waited for Princess Minghui to come back with peace of mind.

Well, when she comes back, I'll tell him that he's fine, and then I guess with her temper, I'll get angry and quarrel with myself again.

Forget it, he'll let her do a little bit this time.

Song Yuma sat with the corners of his mouth slightly upturned, and when he finished drinking a pot of tea, he was sent back from Xinglin Hall, followed by a man with gray hair and over half a hundred years old.

"Where's the princess?" Song Yuma looked at the door, but didn't see anyone, and stared at the subordinate with a frown.

The subordinate replied in a trembling heart: "The princess said that the horse is unwell, she is not a doctor, and it will be useless to come back, please ask Shen Shengshou to diagnose the horse's pulse." ”

Song Horse: "............"

He has always been healthy, but occasionally when he is unwell, when he is unwell, Princess Minghui will take the prince to Mingyue Tower to diagnose his pulse, she has been sitting next to him and asking for warmth, sometimes he is annoyed.

Now that she refuses to come back, Song Yuma finally realizes that Princess Minghui is not simply awkward.

A faint panic slowly dissipated in his heart.

Shen Shengshou bowed his hand, "Shen Huai has seen the horse, please stretch out his hand." ”

Song Juma stretched out his hand with some uneasiness.

After a cup of tea, Shen Huai withdrew his hand, "The horse has been a little tired recently, pay more attention and drink more water." ”

The implication is that he is in good health, and he doesn't even need to prescribe medicine.

Song Yuma twitched the corners of his mouth a little embarrassed, he didn't feel any discomfort originally, but it was just to let Princess Minghui come back to see him.

pretended to be sick, but unfortunately Princess Minghui didn't come back.

The frustration and faint indignation fermented in Song Yuma's heart, but he couldn't get angry with Shen Shengshou, so he had to politely send Shen Shengshou away, and sat alone in the living room sulking.