"It's not a fever." Lu Wenmiao interrupted her, slightly displeased: "What nonsense!" ”

"But, but this ......" Mei Niang wanted to say something, but she was so frightened by his face that she covered her mouth, so she had to swallow the words of rebuttal back into her stomach, and she didn't dare to mention the word Wen Niang again.

Seeing Lu Wenmiao checking the medicine bowl in her hand, Mei Niang hurriedly stepped forward to help, helped Bai Zisu up, and held her chin to facilitate feeding her medicine.

took a sip of the medicine bowl, the temperature was just right, and Lu Wenmiao brought it to her mouth and fed her.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she was fed into Bai Zisu's mouth, she was agitated, and twisted her face to the side with a snort. Before the medicine bowl moved away from her mouth, she turned her head and almost overturned, and the decoction inside also spilled on Lu Wenmiao's hand.

"The medicine is too bitter this time." Seeing Lu Wenmiao's ugly face, Mei Niang hurriedly explained: "The lady is most afraid of bitterness, she doesn't want to drink the medicine last time, and this time it seems to be even more bitter." ”

Good medicine is bitter and good for disease, but if you don't feel bitter, you still want to die?

"Break her mouth open." Lu Wenmiao commanded in a low voice.

Mei Niang was afraid that he would have a seizure, so she had to do it busily, and under his order, pinched Bai Zisu's nose.

Bai Zisu was pinched his nose and couldn't breathe, so he could only inhale with his mouth.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lu Wenmiao didn't feed her slowly, and directly put the medicine bowl on her face when she inhaled, and poured the decoction into her mouth in one go.

Choked and coughed, Bai Zisu opened his mouth and was about to vomit out, but Lu Wenmiao seemed to have expected it, put down the medicine bowl, and reached out to pinch her jaw, so that she could only swallow.

Mei Niang was distressed when she saw this, anxious and angry, but the person in front of her was her master after all, and she couldn't order him to take it lightly. had to gently brush Bai Zisu's back to help her calm down.

With a bowl of medicine, Bai Zisu didn't seem to be so uncomfortable, and he didn't hum anymore, and fell asleep on Lu Wenmiao's arm.

She slept fairly soundly this night, and Lu Wenmiao asked Mei Niang to replace the salt water with wine and wipe her non-stop.

The sunlight is getting weaker and the wind is getting a little cooler.

Mei Niang closed the flower window for ventilation, lit the lamp and candle, and brought a bowl of soup and medicine.

After the two rounds of tossing, the sky outside was completely dark, and the wine in the basin was changed for the second time.

"Why is it burning again, isn't it all down in the afternoon, if it burns until tomorrow, it will really burn people." Mei Niang touched Bai Zisu's forehead and clenched the clothes on the placket worriedly.

As soon as the words fell, Li Yun happened to come.

"Show her." Mei Niang hurriedly gave up a place.

Glancing at Lu Wenmiao, who was still there, Li Yun was slightly surprised, and with a look on his face, he walked to the side of the bed and pinched Bai Zisu's wrist.

"How?" Mei Niang asked urgently.

"Let's boil." Li Yun gently withdrew his hand, looked at the person on the bed and said, "She's fighting with inflammation, and the fight is in full swing, that's why it's so hot." ”

"Huh?" Mei Niang didn't understand it.

"I can only stay up like this now, it depends on the will of God." Li Yun continued: "We'll see you in one night, if she can win, she can survive." If the inflammation wins, then she can go to Lord Yama to report to tomorrow. ”

"If it's about fighting, my lady will definitely win." Mei Niang's hand holding the placket suddenly tightened, and a glimmer of hope finally flashed in her eyes.

It's already a well-known thing that white soda fights are strong.