When Mo Er changed Chu Rui's clothes, the rest of the place was fine, that is, the cloth on the shoulder was stuck with the blood scab from the wound, and as a last resort, Mo Er was able to find a pair of scissors and cut a small piece there. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

At night, the silence is a portrayal of it, there is no wind, and it is very hot.

Yuan Shanjia lived in the west wing, shaking a fan and couldn't sleep.

One is because the weather is hot, it is difficult to sleep without an ice basin, and the other is thinking about Yun Yuxiang's rebellion.

In the matter of Yun Yuxiang's rebellion, she did not do much except to reveal the news to the emperor and relevant personnel.

It's not that she doesn't want to avenge her father with her own hands, but the master warned her before that she is not allowed to use the power of the Red Mansion and Qingyutang to meddle in the power struggle of the royal family.

The master can provide her with some news to others and turn a blind eye, after all, both the Red Mansion and the Qingyutang have the business of selling news.

But the master will never let her take the initiative to enter the game and trap herself in it.

In addition, her real enemies are Yuan Shanqi and Li Guqin, and it is Li Guqin and them who are the root cause of the destruction of the Yuan family.

The object of her revenge is Li Guqin.

Although she can't go back now, she hasn't forgotten the gift she wants to give Li Guqin.

Before, she sent Lianying to ask for help from those little monks, not only to delay them a few steps, but also to have another task, that is, to follow Li Guqin back to the General's Mansion and give her gift to Li Guqin.

Knock knock, knock knock!

"Miss Yuan! My master has a fever. Mo San was very anxious, and the sound of banging on the door was a little loud.

Yuan Shanjia was excited, jumped up, why did he still have a fever? Didn't she give him the good wound medicine that her master had prepared for her before?

She covered her with a light-colored gown, opened the door with a snap, and asked, "Haven't you been taking care of it?" Didn't find it before? ”

"The second said that the master suddenly got hot." Mo San was so anxious that he wanted to cry.

Main house.

Chu Rui was lying on the bed frowning, his face was pale, he was in a cold sweat, and he muttered to himself.

Mo Er kept applying a handkerchief soaked in cold water to his forehead, but it didn't seem to have any effect.

Seeing Yuan Shanjia, Mo Er seemed to see a savior. "Miss Yuan is here? Come and see the master! ”

Yuan Shanjia didn't need him to say, probed his pulse, took off the towel on his head, and touched his forehead, "It's a fever caused by inflammation of the wound." ”

She pursed her lips tightly, she gave the best medicine to Chief Chu Rui's master, how could it still be inflamed?

And after Mo Er changed his clothes, he re-disinfected him with wine, and then applied another medicine.

"Wound inflammation?" Mo Er repeated.

"The weather is too hot, plus he suffered internal injuries yesterday, and today during the day, he lost his internal qi due to poisoning, and without internal qi to protect his body, the wound was invaded by the evil wind." Yuan Shanjia was a little unsure.

But this is the only explanation.

"Hongqiu, you go and try to contact Lianhui and see if you can contact him." Yuan Shanjia commanded, his face solemn.

Turning around, she said to Mo Er again: "Is there any wine from before?" ”

Mo Er shook his head, gritted his teeth and said in annoyance: "No, I only took such a small bottle and gave some to that Weng Yue." ”

I knew what Guan Weng Yue was doing? The master has no use for wine now.

"I'll ask again." With that, Mo Er ran out.

The night is like ink that cannot be erased, deep and full of connotation. There are only two points

The trails of the stars correspond in distant places.

Yuan Shanjia scooped up the towel from the water, wrung it half-dry, and changed it with the towel on Chu Rui's head.

The towel taken from Chu Rui's head carried a somewhat hot body temperature.

She touched his forehead again, burning her hands a little.

Looking at his face, his face, which had been pale from excessive bleeding, had been stained with a heavy flush.

Especially the cheeks, like the face painted by the bride when she got married, are weird and unnatural.

He had a cold towel on his forehead, but he was in a cold sweat all the time.

Sweat slid down his hairline, making him look even weaker and more pale.

His lips were parched, as if he hadn't drunk water in days.

Yuan Shanjia looked around, there was no teapot, and there was no hot water.

In the past, she went to the Zhuangzi under the name of the Red Mansion, and she was always well entertained, and she had never been ignored like this time, and she never even had hot water.

Yuan Shanjia's eyes darkened, where did the people left here in the Red Mansion go?

While she was thinking, she moistened Chu Rui's lips with a towel dipped in water, making him seem to be much better.

"Queen Mother...... The queen mother ......: "It seems that everyone is very vulnerable when they have a fever and are sick.

It is also easiest to call out the people who are most relied on in the bottom of your heart.

Chu Rui's hand was raised, as if he wanted to grab something, "Queen Mother......"

He just called the queen mother, but he didn't say anything else.

He pursed his lower lip as if to restrain something, and his lips trembled slightly, and everyone knew what he had dreamed of.

In the end, he put down his hand weakly, clenched his fists tightly and slammed two punches, but he was so weak that he didn't even shake the bed board.

Yuan Shanjia watched from the side, but did not step forward to hold his hand after all.

Some pains will only be slowly healed if they are dug out, and no matter how gently soothed, they are only a temporary poison, which can be cured for a while, but they cannot be cured for a lifetime, and will only make the wound rot faster.

Yuan Shanjia clenched his fists, and only by uprooting the pain would he leave no trouble. The same goes for her!

"Miss Yuan, I'm back." Mo Er was holding an earthen jar with a hole in the top, which was supposed to be sealed and buried, because there was still some dirt on it.

"This is their own wine, Miss Yuan, you can see if it is useful. But there's only one altar left. Mo Er frowned.

Yuan Shanjia took it, sniffed it, and was a little disappointed, "It's not a spirit." ”

But something is better than nothing.

She poured the water from the basin into the courtyard and poured the wine into it.

There is not much wine, soak a towel in it, there is not much, it is estimated that it is only enough to wipe yourself once.

Yuan Shanjia's expression changed, and he was a little more than capable of strength.

"You save some money and wipe your master's whole body. I'll see if there's any wine, there should be a wine cellar here. Yuan Shanjia's face was a little bad.

Under the dim oil lamp, Mo Er couldn't see Yuan Shanjia's expression clearly, and nodded solemnly, "It would be best if Miss Yuan could find it." ”

Yuan Shanjia went out and blended into the night.

Hongqiu went to try to contact Lianhui, but he hasn't come back yet, not to mention that it is so late, the possibility of bringing back Shigong is too small.

If he can't reduce Chu Rui's fever, then even if Chu Rui survives, he will be burned into a fool.

Yuan Shanjia was followed by other secret guards, so he was relatively stable.

"Hongqian, come out and follow me." She said.

There are some weirdness in Zhuangzi, so it's better to be careful.

Hongqian and Hongsheng caught up with their team after they were arranged.

Yuan Shanjia walked out of the courtyard, turned his head to see the courtyard door like the mouth of a huge monster, and the faint light that he saw through it was the same as the eyes of a beast that glowed in the dark. (To be continued.) )