Yue Tang's high fever was fierce and urgent, and there was a sudden vomiting in the coma, afraid that she would choke and suffocate and not be able to leave people for a moment. Although Xue Huai told a folk girl to guard it, and Chang Yu and Fang Rong took turns to take care of it in the compartment, she still couldn't rest assured, and she personally suffered four meals a day and never faked others.

Late at night, Yue Tang's vomiting symptoms stopped, although the high fever did not subside, her face was not as flushed as before, she thought she could sleep peacefully for a while, but she talked nonsense again.

At this time, the folk girl was already sleeping on the table under the window, Xue Huai was sitting on a low stool not far from the bed, and when she heard Yue Tang's voice, she got up and approached, listened carefully for a while, and called softly: "General Yue, General Yue?" ”

Yue Tang didn't open his eyes, frowned slightly as if he was very uncomfortable, and said slowly and unclearly: "Mother...... Come, come and pick me up......"

Xue Huai's heart shook slightly, and he leaned over and said to her clearly: "No, no one came to pick you up." General Yue, open your eyes and look at me. General Yue? ”

Yue Tang didn't seem to hear it at all, and continued: "They don't like me...... They all want me to die...... Mother, mother, mother, mother, ......" said the eyebrows frowned tighter, as if they could never stretch away, and their bodies gradually curled up and hugged themselves, "Many people lie to me...... No one believes me...... Mother, I'm so uncomfortable, I don't want to ......"

The slight tremor in Xue Huai's heart has not stopped, and the tremor is even more acute at this moment, reaching out to probe Yue Tang's neck, and finding that the pulse is slow and uncertain, as if sinking and floating, which is the symptom of the poison attack of the blood head black. It seems that the medicinal juice poured before has not completely removed the toxin, and the residual epidemic poison is mixed with the newly dyed blood head black poison, and it is difficult to recover from the existing antidote.

Xue Huai was indignant in his heart.

Since he was fourteen years old, he had not been in such a mood for a long time.

He took out a long needle from the acupuncture bag placed at the head of the bed, pricked it into Yue Tang's earlobe, and slowly released some blood. The blood has been covered with a trace of black, as if extremely thin black threads are falling in it, which is quite frightening to look at. He released some of the blood with black silk, and applied the ointment to the needle puncture, hoping that the needle hole would bring the ointment into Yue Tang's body. used this technique to repeat this many times at the key blood clotting points around Yue Tang's body, and he worked for an hour and a half before stopping.

Xue Huai was so tired that she gasped slightly, and sat on the edge of the bed to rest on the edge of the bed. Yue Tang didn't talk nonsense anymore, but seemed to fall asleep quietly. Xue Huai put two fingers on her wrists, and calmed down for a while, a little relieved.

Although the toxin is still swimming in the body, the fluctuations are not as violent as Fang Cai, and it seems that the busyness just now is not in vain, and it is temporarily suppressed.

After sitting for about a cup of tea, there was a faint bright color outside the window, and it was almost dawn after the night had passed. Xue Huai was secretly anxious, and for some reason he sent someone to pass the word and there was still no news, so he got up and planned to check, but he was a little dizzy. He was holding on to the edge of the bed and paused for a moment, when he suddenly felt that the hem of his clothes was grabbed and pulled lightly and without strength.

Xue Huai lowered his head and saw that Yue Tang was still not awake, and his fingers didn't know whether he was unintentionally grabbing the hem of his clothes, or if he deliberately touched something and pulled it hard. He leaned over and approached her and called softly, "General Yue? ”

"Hurt......" Her voice was weak and weak, like a whisper.

Xue Huai patted her wrist lightly without any strength, and comforted: "It's almost good, it won't hurt anymore." ”

Yue Tang didn't answer, but his hand was still gripping the hem of his clothes.

Xue Huai gently broke her fingers, one after the other, very gently. In fact, Yue Tang didn't have much strength, and she could tear it open with a casual pull, but Xue Huai still carefully broke it one by one, and then covered her arms with a quilt.

"It won't hurt long, I promise." He whispered promise, looked at her again, and hurried out.