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Shi Lan opened her eyes in a daze, feeling a splitting headache, her head was swollen, wooden, as if she had been beaten violently, and her throat was even more like being stuffed with a piece of coal, hot and dry pain.

"Someone," Shi Lan was startled by her own voice as soon as the voice left her lips, and it was hard to imagine that after only one night, her voice was as if it had been roughly polished by gravel.

Zhu'er lifted the curtain blocking the inner room, walked quickly to her, and saw the unnatural crimson on Shi Lan's face, and was a little panicked, "Lady, what's wrong with you?" ”

Shi Lan got up a little weakly, raised her hand and touched her forehead, and said, "I probably got cold last night." ”

Zhu'er hurriedly took a soft pillow behind her, and said with concern: "Slave go and ask Nushi to come over and treat you." ”

Shi Lan shook her head, very self-aware, the female history of the Metropolitan Protectorate was sent by the imperial court to consult and practice medicine for the female relatives of the Dadu Governor's family, that was a serious female official, what qualifications did she have to let the family come over to treat her.

"No, you go to Nushi and get some medicine for typhoid fever and come back."

Zhu'er was a little worried, but she still went obediently.

Shi Lan sat for a while, feeling that the top-heavy weightlessness was better, so she reluctantly got up, found a light hufu to change into, and slowly started the action of alchemy.

The discomfort of her body made her very uncomfortable, but fortunately, this body was really soft, and after only a few adaptations, she could easily make her movements standard, and a warm current gradually surged in her body, although it was only a trace thinner than a hair, but it had dispelled a little chill from her body.

After finishing it all over again, Zhu'er's voice came from outside, "Lady, slave go and boil the decoction, you can bear with it." ”

Shi Lan said 'um', wiped the sweat on her forehead, took off her wet clothes, and put on her skirt again, Shi Lan still couldn't help sweating in front of the mirror.

The clothes here are too revealing, even if there are more sets of two layers, it is just to see the flowers in the fog and add to the temptation, Shi Lan was a little worried, so he had to take out the only remaining set of clothes and change them on.

After practicing physical skills, her physical fitness passed, even if she was still unwell, she still felt a little hungry because of her physical needs, Shi Lan walked to the hall, and there were some Hu cakes and a bowl of soup with oil flowers floating on the table.

Shi Lan frowned, tore a piece of Hu Cake, and gnawed it bit by bit with spittle.

Because of typhoid fever, her throat was dry and painful, and the cake was already deadly, and when it slid through her throat, it was a tearing pain.

Zhu'er came over with a medicine bowl, and when she saw her nibbling on the cake, she hurriedly walked over and said, "Lady, the slave will bring you some soup cakes." ”

Shi Lan shook her head, she now had a bottom in her stomach, and she didn't want to eat anything.

Seeing her look, Zhu'er hurriedly handed over the brown medicinal soup, "Lady, drink it while it's hot." ”

A faint astringent bitter taste wafted over, Shi Lan frowned, barely took a sip, and almost didn't spit it out, if it weren't for Gu Zhu'er's busy thoughts, she might have squirted out directly.

It's really too bitter, really, after so many worlds, the dregs of the decoction and medicine she drank are probably as tall as two or three of her people, and this time it is really the most bitter she has ever drunk, and there is no one.

Seeing her distorted expression, Zhu'er looked at her sympathetically, "Lady, the medicine is bitter, sweat while it's hot after drinking, and it's fine." ”

Shi Lan moved her tongue, feeling a little wooden, and her mouth seemed to be no longer her own for a moment, so she asked her, "What's in here, why is my tongue not very good?" ”

Zhu'er shook her head and said blankly: "The slave doesn't know, the prescription opened by Han Nu Shi, the slave handed it over to the steward, and the steward took the medicine." ”

Shi Lan swallowed a mouthful of saliva, moved again, and felt much better, so she was relieved.

"My throat is thirsty, you go and boil some water," Shi Lan glanced at the decoction and ordered Zhu'er.

Pearls was ordered to withdraw.

Shi Lan took the decoction, looked left and right, and finally found a window, hurriedly ran over, and stretched out his head to look.

Short green grass spreads all over the ground, and a few patches of yellow sand are decorated with small and delicate plants, giving the courtyard a different kind of life.

Shi Lan rolled her eyes to look around, then turned her head to look inside the house, and saw that there was no one on either side, so she hurriedly poured it outside, and the medicinal juice quietly spilled into the ground, only a few droplets on the blades of grass trembled, and with the breeze blowing, it dried up after a while.

Zhu'er came in with hot water, Shi Lan took a few sips, felt warmer, covered the quilt again, and lay back on the couch.

Zhu'er closed the window sash lightly, and tucked the corners of the quilt tightly, and then quietly retreated.

Shi Lan's mind was still a little drowsy, closed his eyes, and after a while, he was confused.

When she woke up, it was already dark, and the candles had been lit in the room, Shi Lan blinked, took her arm out of the brocade quilt, and before she could move, a big hand held her down.

"Don't get up, I'll get you whatever you want."

This voice is low and soft, and if you don't look at your face, you think you are a humble and elegant gentleman.

Shi Lan raised her eyes and looked at the person who came, her waist was strong, and she said in a dumb voice, "Lan Niang has seen Ah Lang," while trying to get up.

Yue Zhan frowned and pressed her back again, "Okay, it's all sick like this, what kind of etiquette are you talking about." ”

Shi Lan took a few breaths and lay back softly, but she was surprised at how quickly this body's physical energy was lost.

Yue Zhan raised his face and said, "Someone is coming." ”

Pearls walked in quickly.

"Take some soft soup cakes, and then call Han Nushi to come over to check the pulse."

Zhu'er said yes and turned to leave.

Shi Lan hurriedly grabbed Yue Zhan and said, "Still don't want it, Zhu'er took some medicine in the morning, and then fried it and drank it." ”

The corners of Yue Zhan's mouth grinned, and he snorted coldly: "Those female histories are proud of their identities one by one, and they haven't given anyone a serious consultation all year round, but they want to let the house have good food and drink, and I am not a good person, so I should look good with these people." ”

Hearing him say this, Shi Lan was silent, anyway, with him in front of her, what was she afraid of.

Zhu'er at the door heard the conversation inside and quietly retreated.

In less than half an hour, Han Nushi walked in with the medicine boy.

Yue Zhan glanced at her and half-supported Shi Lan on the soft pillow.

Han Nushi was slightly surprised, but she was also a person who had experienced the ups and downs of the court, and after a short period of surprise, she stepped forward indifferently.

Yue Zhan took Shi Lan's arm out of the quilt, saw that her cuffs were close to her wrist, and wanted to help her take it off, but he was afraid that she would be cold, so he simply tore it directly, directly ripped off a piece, and hit her wrist on the square pillow for consultation.

"How about you come and see how she's doing?"

Han Nushi took a step forward, put her fingers on her wrist, and her face was a little heavy for a long time.

Yue Zhan's heart suddenly tightened, and his Adam's apple moved unconsciously. (To be continued.) )