The minions don't want to be expelled from the royal court......"

Corning was like a plucked fighting, unable to make a loud noise, and trembling all over, and snotty pulled the elder.

"Please, Heavenly Maiden, the slave has been serving people in the royal court thanks to the grace of the previous king, and has not left the royal court for decades...... The slave only has a slight headache and brain fever, and the slave gets up to serve the goddess after resting for a long time! ”

Finally willing to admit that he was sick.

Lizhan gave Qiao'er a look and told her to close the door.

Lizhan pushed away Corning and took her hand.

"I don't keep useless people under my hands, and not being taken care of is secondary, but I ask others to say that I have a big shelf, and so many people are not satisfied with it, so it's not appropriate. What's more, you are the manager of this Ziling Palace, and the palace maids in the palace are all the only ones who look forward to you. You are bedridden and the palace is messed up, I am not familiar with life, who will help me tidy up? Since you are sick, you should treat it quickly, get up and do your work if you are cured, and leave if you can't cure it. Coincidentally, I'm the doctor, what is uncomfortable with you, I'll listen. ”

The voice fell, and Corning choked and coughed again, and was silent for a while.

"If you don't say it, forget it, I'll report it, and someone will come to replace you."

"No, no...... Kang Ning hurriedly grabbed the lamp, "I beg the Heavenly Maiden not to tell others!" ”

"Then you should say it quickly, and tell the truth."

Kang Ning looked at Lizhan timidly, and Lizhan handed her a silk and told her to wipe the tears and snot off her face before speaking.

She hesitantly took the handkerchief, covered her mouth, wiped her nose while coughing, "It seems to have caused a cold, and she is weak...... cough cough cough ...... Some have a * fever with a slight cough outside...... cough cough cough cough ......"

"I almost coughed my tongue out, you call it slight?"

Corning turned his head, not daring to look into Lizhan's eyes.

Lizhan listened to Corning's words, and his heart was uneasy. She hurriedly reached out to Corning's forehead, and sure enough, her hands were burning.

Listening to her coughing and talking, there was obviously phlegm in her throat.

Fever, cough, and thick phlegm are all symptoms of the first symptoms of the plague, which are very similar to pneumonia.

"Give me your hand." Leave the lamp in a hurry.

After Kangning was threatened by Lizhan, he knew that he couldn't fool him, so he didn't dare to disobey anymore and handed his hand to Lizhan.

Lizhan touched her pulse, which was buoyant and floating, and it was indeed the pulse of pneumonia and plague.

It's just that whether she has the plague or not can only be known through laboratory tests.

"Miss......" Qiao'er saw that she hadn't spoken for a long time, and she also had a faint bad premonition.

And Lizhan is even more emotional at this time.

Now it is no more than ever, the plague is rampant in the city, ten pneumonia patients are dragged out, and finally nine of them have become plagues.

Corning now has symptoms of pneumonia, and it's hard not to think about the worst.

If she really got the plague...... Sky......

If you want to talk about the prevention and control of the plague, the palace is the most strict, and a few people have been infected in the past, and they are also one of the few who were immediately ordered by Gu Fuwei to be punished.

And Kang Ning is the chief of the people in Ziling Palace, and he is usually responsible for sending this and commanding that, and he will never do those dirty work.

If it can be transmitted to the palace, the first one should also infect those maids who wash clothes.

Moreover, Corning would never go out of the palace to buy.

If even she is sick, how many other places in this palace are safe?

It's not safe in the palace anymore, isn't this Qi Shui messed up?

"Master, is Corning also suffering from the plague? Do you want to take a test? Miao Miao touched her little chin and said irrelevantly.

"No, the slaves didn't get the plague! The slave is just infected with the wind cold......"

"Whether you are infected with the wind chill or not, it's not up to you to decide!" Lizhan interrupted her words, and Kangning's eyes were stunned, and he slowly looked up at Lizhan.

However, Lizhan's serious expression was as if she had been executed, and she let out a long breath, and her fart* collapsed* on the bed* like mud.

"I don't believe it, I'm not infected with the plague, I've been staying in the Ziling Palace, and I haven't stepped out for half a step, how could I be infected with that pickled thing! I don't believe it, I'm going to find a doctor, I'm going to find a doctor! ”

"You want to make the plague known to everyone, and it would be better for His Highness to send someone to drag you to kill you, right?" Lizhan was so angry by her crazy words that her liver hurt, "Okay, open the door for her, and let her go straight to shout * injustice!" ”

Qiao'er nodded and opened the door, making a gesture of invitation to Corning.

The white light of the snowy day shone dimly in, but Corning didn't dare to move, so he stared blankly.

"Miao Miao, you call Amu."

"Yes, Master."

Qiao'er grinned at Kang Ning, and closed the door after letting Miao Miao out.

The maids whispered and bowed their heads, although they couldn't understand the official language, but looking at Kang Ning's face and the posture of leaving the lamp, they knew that Kang Ning's illness was not a minor illness, and they all subconsciously stayed away from the bed.

One of them was clever, and brought a stool to Lizhan and a soft velvet for her to sit down.

Lizhan touched the red bracelet and said, "To be honest, I can't say whether your illness is a plague or not, but the symptoms are the same as it." You say you want to call a doctor, it's not impossible, but Kangning, you are a smart person, whether your disease is a plague in the end or not, as long as you are like a seventy or eighty percent now, do you think you can have a way to live? Who can bet on you for the safety of the entire royal court? ”

Kang sat quietly and didn't speak, he should have listened.

"You don't want to die, I can help you keep this matter a secret. Let's see if your disease is a general pneumonia or a plague. If it's pneumonia, I can help you heal it, but if it's a plague, I can also arrange for you to be raised in Dayue Temple, what do you think? ”

Kangning's eyes were filled with gratitude in his doubts.

She cautiously said, "Is it okay?" cough cough cough ......"

"Except for you and me, and my maid, no one in the room understands official language. When the time comes, I will call Amu and ask her to translate for me, and say that your disease is a relatively serious lung fever, and ask them not to spread it. ”

"Yes, ahem...... The slave and maid thanked the goddess. ”

Corning struggled to crawl out of bed to kowtow to Lizhan, but Lizhan didn't stop her.

"The Heavenly Maiden is really my master of the Western Regions to save the suffering, ...... before cough cough cough ...... In the past, it was a slave and maid who had a small heart, and there was a place where she was not well served, and she looked at the heavenly girl Haihan. ”

"You thought I was a fox ...... before"

Corning slammed to the ground, shivering. "Minions...... The minions didn't think of it that way......"

"But I didn't know that I had a life-and-death relationship with His Highness, so I would be so close."

"The minion really didn't think so, the goddess misunderstood."

Lizhan glanced at her, "It's okay, it's all a trivial matter." Let's talk about your illness first...... I have touched your pulse, and judging from your pulse, it is not overnight that you have become ill as you are now. Now that I will protect you, you should also give me a confession. ”

"Ahem, ahem...... Yes ......":

"When did you feel unwell?"

"About ...... Ahem...... It was about three days ago. ”

Away from the eyelashes, "Are you sure it's only three days?" ”

Corning looked up emotionally, "The minion didn't lie to you. The slave remembers clearly, there was a strong wind that night, the slave ate goat's milk and had a somewhat bloated stomach, did not wrap his jacket when he got up at night, felt cold on the way out of Gong, and felt stuffy in his chest and dizzy when he came back. ”

Two-day ...... That's three or four days shorter than the estimated time from the lamp.

Judging from the big data done in the past, from the onset of the disease to the phlegm and cough, the pulse from stable to the hot float of the void, six or seven days is always required.

Two days......

Both the plague and the fever have progressed too fast.

Thinking about the sudden increase in the number of patients and the number of dead in the city, and thinking of the successive outbreaks of illness in the city, his eyelids jumped suddenly.

"Apart from you, are there other people in Ziling Palace who are unwell?"

"I didn't ...... Ahem...... Without. ”

"Think about it! If you miss one, even if the Heavenly Maiden has the heart to protect you, she can't keep it!" Qiao'er stomped her feet and stood behind Lizhan.

"No, although the slave is not feeling well, the subordinates in the Ziling Palace, the slave has not stopped to take care of it for a moment. In addition, there are regulations from above, and they are strict about illness on weekdays, and if anyone has a stuffy nose and stomachache, the slaves all know. Especially after the minion is not feeling well, he is more careful and careful than usual. It can't be that anyone is uncomfortable, and the minions don't know yet. Unless you have just committed ......"