Fu Ruolan, who was still in trismus, finally opened her mouth slowly.

Wen Mingxu pampered and said, "Ruolan is really good."

When the bitter potion flowed into Fu Ruolan's throat, her bitter tears were about to come out.

She shouted in her heart that she would never get sick again, never take medicine again.

Fu Ruolan's painful appearance of drinking a medicine was seen by Wen Mingxu, and Wen Mingxu had never seen her like this.

"Okay, okay, let's take a drink of saliva and take a show." Wen Mingxu smiled and fed Fu Ruolan saliva so that her mouth would not be so bitter.

Just drinking a medicine, Fu Ruolan was already sweating. Still half leaning on Wen Mingxu, she fell asleep groggily.

It was already the next morning when he woke up again, and Wen Mingxu was already gone, after all, it was not appropriate for him to stay here as a man after all.

Menghua was napping beside the bed with her head propped up, and Fu Ruolan whispered Menghua.

Menghua, who was already on alert, woke up in an instant: "Master, you are awake, are you better?" The way you look scares me. ”

Fu Ruolan remembered what happened yesterday, and she asked Menghua to help her sit up.

"I'm fine, it's just a little sadness, I'll be fine in two days." Fu Ruolan said and pointed to the kettle: "Pour me a glass of water, I'm thirsty."

After sweating so much, Fu Ruolan felt that her mouth was dry and her throat was about to smoke.

Menghua hurriedly poured a cup of herbal tea and helped feed Fu Ruolan. Fu Ruolan drank several glasses in a row before stopping.

"Where's Wen Mingxu?" Fu Ruolan clearly remembered that it was Wen Mingxu who was taking care of herself yesterday.

Menghua hurriedly replied: "Childe has taken care of you for a long time, and let him go back at night."

"Uh-huh." Fu Ruolan nodded and asked, "How long have I been asleep?"

"One day and one night." Menghua replied.

"It's been long enough." Fu Ruolan was still a little weak.

Menghua took a big cushion and put it behind Fu Ruolan to make her feel better.

"Can anything happen on this day?" Fu Ruolan asked.

Menghua thought about it for a while, and told Fu Ruolan about Feng Ming and Mu Lei building a porridge shed at the city gate.

"I heard that on the first day, there was a long queue of people who went to the porridge shed to receive the porridge, and the poor people knelt down one by one to give thanks." Thinking of those poor people, Menghua felt sad for a while.

The rise and fall of the world is the responsibility of the people, but it is always the people who suffer. Fortunately, there are a few generals in Uzbekistan who are famous for the country and the people, otherwise this plague will really kill and injure countless people.

"General Wind is doing a good job." Fu Ruolan was very satisfied with what General Feng had done: "He is a good man who can be entrusted for life, and I will rest assured that you and him."

Seeing Fu Ruolan mention this matter again, Menghua sighed: "Master, there is nothing to say about this matter, don't keep saying that."

"But you're shy?" Fu Ruolan tilted her head sideways and smiled.

At this time, Menghua knew that no matter what she said, she would be laughed at by Fu Ruolan, so she might as well not say anything, so she closed her mouth.

"Okay, okay, I'm not going to tease you." Fu Ruolan covered her stomach and said, "I'm a little hungry, have you eaten?"

Menghua slapped his head violently: "Master, you see my memory, I forgot to tell you." The porridge is always hot on the stove, and whenever you drink it, it's lukewarm, I'll go get it now. ”

After finishing speaking, Menghua ran out quickly.

Fu Ruolan shook her head with a smile, thinking that this Menghua's panicked nature didn't know if Feng Ming would be able to stand it in the future.

Fu Ruolan was the only one left in the room, and her heart was lonely. When a person is sick, it is especially easy to think too much.

Fu Ruolan missed Nan Yuchen, and thought that if Nan Yuchen was by her side, she should also do her best to take care of herself.

She also thought about the child she had lost, and wondered how old the child would have been if she hadn't lost that child.

When people are vulnerable, they are prone to cranky thinking. Fu Ruolan felt that she couldn't control her emotions anymore if she thought about it, so she shook her head to calm herself down.

It happened that Menghua walked in with porridge: "Master, I don't know what you want to eat when you wake up, so I prepared millet porridge and some delicious pickles for you." By the way, there's also a bowl of chicken soup. ”

Menghua said that when she saw that Fu Ruolan ignored herself, she realized that something was wrong.

She looked up just in time to see Fu Ruolan wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes, being a slave, she was worried about Fu Ruolan in her heart, but it was not easy to say anything on her lips.

"Let it go, I'll drink it later." Fu Ruolan waved her hand and let Menghua go out first.

As soon as Menghua went out, he met Wen Mingxu, who came to visit Fu Ruolan, and he noticed something unusual and asked, "What's wrong?" How did you get out? Is Ruolan awake? ”

Facing Wen Mingxu's anxious inquiry, Menghua felt in his heart that he was quite concerned about his master.

"Wake up, there's inside." Wen Mingxu wanted to take care of Fu Ruolan more, but after all, he didn't do anything more.

No matter how well Fu Ruolan treats herself, the two of them are only a master-servant relationship. There were things she could say, some things she couldn't.

"Okay." Wen Mingxu knocked on the door, and then entered the room.

Fu Ruolan saw Wen Mingxu coming to visit her, her pale and chapped lips asked lightly, "Why are you here?"

"Come and see you." Wen Mingxu saw that the food on the table was still moving, and said, "Why don't you eat?"

"No appetite." Fu Ruolan felt that her stomach was empty, she was obviously very hungry, but she didn't have any desire to eat.

Wen Mingxu was worried that she would have other emergencies, so he stepped forward to feel her pulse. The pulse is steady but slightly faint and not a big deal.

"It's okay not to skip meals, and if you don't get better without eating, you have to take medicine." Wen Mingxu said and picked up the bowl casually, and wanted to feed Fu Ruolan with his own hands.

Fu Ruolan was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "Why do you coax me like a three-year-old child."

"A three-year-old is more obedient than you." Wen Mingxu said and winked at Fu Ruolan.

"Okay, okay, I can't eat it." Fu Ruolan didn't want to cause trouble to others, let alone live up to Wen Mingxu's kindness.

Wen Mingxu didn't hand the bowl to Fu Ruolan, but asked, "Little friend Fu Ruolan, do you want me to help feed you?"

Fu Ruolan was amused by Wen Mingxu and laughed, and she was a little embarrassed. She didn't speak anymore, but took the bowl directly from Wen Mingxu's hand, and took the spoon and ate it herself.

"Wen Mingxu, thank you." Fu Ruolan said from the bottom of her heart.

Wen Mingxu has always been helping herself and taking care of herself in all aspects, and Fu Ruolan has seen it in her eyes and remembered it in her heart.

"And me, no thanks."