The mood of this night is neither good nor bad, if it is usual,

To be able to kill Zhang Wen like this and make another contribution, he must be willing to call a few concubines over and have a good drink.

But at this moment, he was thinking about Zhang Wenbai's words in his head.

When Zhang Wen was alive, he swore to share fire and water with him, and now that he is dead, some things are relieved.

Putting aside those grievances, Zhang Wen's is indeed right.

Although he has been an official for more than ten years, he is indeed a little mediocre, and he asks himself, in many aspects, he is indeed not as good as Zhang Wen.

At least he doesn't have the courage of Zhang Wen, thinking back to the more than ten years he has been in office. Thinking about Zhang Wen's tragic death today, Gao Yue had mixed feelings in his heart.

The rain was getting more and more, Gao Yue sat alone in the pavilion, and his subordinates warmed pots of rice wine.

He drank cup after cup. The expression was inexplicable, and the subordinates who were on the side after death didn't dare to do anything.

Everyone knows that the old man's nemesis, Lord Zhang, is dead, but few people know how he died.

As soon as Hua Wu's front foot entered the gate of the Wei Mansion, he bumped into one of Rong Chen's guards head-on.

"What's wrong, so panicked?"

As soon as Hua Mist's words fell, the guard looked up and saw Hua Mist, and his face suddenly showed a happy expression.

"Girl, you can be regarded as back, His Royal Highness the grandson is not in a good situation."

Hearing this, Hua Wu's forehead jumped, and she immediately had a bad premonition, "What's wrong?" Quick, what's going on with His Royal Highness Taisun? ”

"Your Highness, he suddenly had a high fever, and his subordinates looked for the girl everywhere in the house, but they didn't go outside to inquire, and they didn't find you, but you are back now."

"Fever?"

Hua Wu's heart chuckled, like a thunderbolt on the sun. That's not a good thing...

The most taboo thing for most patients after surgery is a sudden fever.

She just pulled out the blood in Rong Chen's skull, and if she had a fever at this time, it was likely to cause inflammation again.

The slightest mistake could kill you...

If you really have a fever, it will be fatal. There is no time to delay.

"I'll go check it out first!" Hua Wu came back to her senses, so she lifted her skirt and ran towards the courtyard where Rong Chen was.

Seeing this, Mu Linxi and Huzi also followed behind, and when they arrived at the door of Rong Chen's room, Huawu didn't let anyone else in.

She entered the room alone, this is the rule of Huawu's treatment, Mu Linxi and Huzi and Rongchen's guards are also mostly clear,

So they all kept outside the door in a proper manner and didn't let others disturb them at this time.

After Hua Wu entered the room, she closed the door tightly, and walked towards Rong Chen's bed with some hurried and slightly heavy steps.

Seeing that his face seemed to be a little paler than in the morning, her heart also twitched faintly.

Reaching out and touching his forehead first, it was like a hot potato.

Then he gave him the pulse again, and Huawu was shocked to find that his chaotic old was like turning over the river and the sea... How so...

Cold sweat gradually broke out on her forehead, and he had always been more confident in his medical skills.

But in her expectation, Rong Chen would definitely not be in this situation.

This happened so suddenly... Hua Mist's face also turned a little pale.

"Cold..."At this time, Rong Chen, who was in a coma, began to shout cold vaguely.

It was the only word that came out of his mouth after he had been unconscious for a long time,

It was this cold word that made Hua Wu's body almost goosebumps.

Generally, people with a high fever will feel hot at first, and they will feel cold when the fever reaches a certain point.

It's one thing for a person who freezes to death on a cold night to feel warm at the end.

His condition happened too suddenly, and he was afraid that it would not work to continue to use Chinese medicine therapy outside.

So the flower mist moved to bring Rong Chen to the medicine space, although this space is not large, but it belongs to the kind of sparrow, although it has all kinds of organs.

There are operating rooms and everything, but unfortunately the only deficiency now is that she has no assistant.

He could only bring Rong Chen to the bed where the CT was taken by himself, and he couldn't see 100% what was going on inside the skull just by taking the pulse in his current condition.

It can only be observed by CT, and the other side gives him an anti-inflammatory potion.

Looking at the line that represents the heart rate almost in a straight line, Hua Wu's heart is getting more and more wrenched.

Soon, the CT film came out, and after observing and comparing it in detail, he found that

There is already severe edema in the skull, and if it is not relieved, it may cause brain death.

In a hurry, he used almost all the instruments on him.

I watched the hanging needles on the wall until just over one o'clock in the morning.

The line representing the new rate of dust gradually fluctuated, and at this point, Huawu was also slightly relieved.

In this long few hours, Huawu has to concentrate on the dust tube to rescue the dust holder.

On the other hand, I have to devote a little energy to observe the outside world.

I'm afraid that someone will break into the house, but it turns out that she and Rongchen are not there, and I'm afraid that after going out like that, I will be treated as a monster...

After losing four or five bottles of potion, looking at Rong Chen's face gradually regained a little ruddy.

The high fever finally subsided, so the two of them moved back to the room with a single thought.

At the same time, Mu Linxi and Huzi also waited in Rong Chen's courtyard from evening to early morning.

Although it is already after the Dragon Boat Festival, it is still cool and breezy at night.

Seeing that his young master was cold, Anan went to the room to get a fox fur cloak, and by the way, he also took one for Huzi.

Huzi was flattered and touched his fur, such a good fur, he had never seen it in his life,

If it weren't for the fog, he would have died and wouldn't have had the opportunity to see something like this touched with his own hands, and he was draped over himself...

"Why hasn't this thing come out yet, something must have happened, right?"

Mu Linxi stared at the crack in the door with some anxiety.

Anan comforted, "Young Master, don't worry too much, let's be in this courtyard.

If something really happens to Miss Flower Mist, she will definitely call us. ”

After listening to Anan's words, Mu Linxi nodded and said, "It's also... Also, Fog has always been an idea-savvy and sword-swordsman. Let's not rush in and disturb us. ”

Huzi secretly glanced at his own young master, and he found that since the appearance of the flower mist girl, his own young master seemed to have completely changed into a person.

How did such a proud son in the past become a little humble now?

And what's even more sad is that An An found that the young master himself didn't know at all...