readx;? Chapter 136 Critically Ill

Author: Skyrim Drive

Mr. Zhuang heard the meaning of exhaustion and fatigue from the voice of Feng Ran, and asked, "Why is the son in good spirits early in the morning?"

Xiao Yuan replied beside him: "The young master didn't sleep all night last night. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info "Xiaoyuan accompanied, stood in front of the bed all night without sleeping, and cried again, young man, his eyes were red.

After Feng Ran explained what happened to Xiao Yuan, he lay down peacefully, but where could he sleep? It wasn't until Manager Zhuang asked to see him outside that Feng Ran was helped by Xiao Yuan to put on his middle clothes, half sitting and half leaning on the head of the bed, sleepless all night, and his spirit was naturally not good.

Manager Zhuang said again: "At noon, the imperial doctors are going to check on Gongzi's injuries, and they are just in time to ask them to prescribe medicine to calm Gongzi......"

"Zhuang Weiwei!" Feng Ran suddenly snorted coldly: "I call you sir, I respect you! When will you be my home and be the master for me?"

Ever since the night of the pill, Kaze's temper has become moody and difficult to serve. Manager Zhuang hurriedly argued: "The old man is just making a suggestion, the son doesn't have to be angry and hurt his body." ”

Feng Ran instructed: "Go, talk to the imperial doctor, so that they don't use it." My wound can be healed, if it can't be cured, it will rot, and they won't need to come to see it!" "Last time, he passed out, so those imperial doctors let those doctors look and touch his body, and now that he is awake, he will never let people touch him again!

Xiao Yuan said worriedly: "Young master, what can I do then, the wound will rot and rot......

Without waiting for Xiao Yuan to finish speaking, Feng Ran said, "Kneel down!"

Xiao Yuan reacted quickly, and knelt down with a bend of his knees.

Feng Ran asked: "When the master speaks, how can there be a slave to interject?" ”

Xiaoyuan didn't dare to resist, and he didn't dare to fight back, so he had to raise his hand and slap himself one by one.

Feng Ran silently listened to the crisp sound, and after a while, Fang said: "If Mr. Zhuang has the guts, tell him that I don't change the wound medicine!"

Manager Zhuang hurriedly said: "Don't dare." ”

"What else is Mr. Zhuang doing?"

"Oh, no. ”

"It's okay and still clubbing?"

Mr. Zhuang said tentatively: "Childe, Xiao Yuan ......" Xiao Yuan was already slapping his red and swollen face, and he was crying and choking. The stout man who is almost twenty years old, with such a look, makes people feel more and more distressed.

Feng Ran asked rhetorically, "Mr. Zhuang's face is also itchy?!"

Frightened, Manager Zhuang quickly silenced and retreated.

When the manager Zhuang left, Feng Ran said, "Stop fighting, get up." He sighed lightly, and said, "I've said it, I didn't ask you to do it, don't worry about it." ”

Xiao Yuan sat on the ground, rubbed his face and continued to sobble and cry, crying and saying, "Young Master, if you don't change the dressing, the wound will really rot." ”

Feng Ran leaned on the head of the bed and said lightly: "Xiaoyuan, if you don't understand, don't care." Go down and rest, I won't call you today, you can rest in peace, and ask the bowl to wait outside the palace. "Cut off the relationship with the Zheng family, sent Zheng Xiunian away, and arranged the aftermath, Feng Ran has already cut off all his worries in this world, and the rest is just to wait for death with peace of mind. There is no dignity in life, and Feng Ran still wants to die with dignity. Rather than waiting to be forced to die by the ministers before old age and falling out of favor in the future, it is better to die of injuries now.

After Xiaoyuan left, Feng Ran simmered into the quilt again, couldn't sleep, but didn't bother to move, didn't eat, and didn't feel hungry, just like the day after the medicine, just lying motionless on the bed, his mind was chaotic, but he didn't think about anything.

I don't know how long I lay down, but Feng Ran vaguely heard the bowl outside the door of the dormitory exclaiming: "Slave, talent...... I've seen Your Majesty. Male and Son...... Before Childe ...... finished speaking, Feng Ran felt that the curtain was lifted and someone opened it, and then the person sat down beside him honestly and unceremoniously, leaning over to look at him.

Feng Ran didn't like to be looked down at so condescendingly, but he couldn't struggle at all, as if he had no bones, so he had to stare at the comer, laugh, and then ask: "What is the crime of trespassing into the dormitory? Why don't you go to the torture room to receive the punishment yourself?"

As soon as He Yue stretched out her hand, she copied Feng Ran out of the quilt, touched Feng Ran's body and was hot, and suddenly became angry: "What's the matter? It's been a few days, why hasn't the heat subsided!" He Yue was full of bitterness and said angrily: "He is confused, you are also confused? He doesn't drink medicine, don't you hurry up and tell me? If I don't come today, do you have to wait for him to die before you come to report it?

The emperor was furious, and the chief steward of Zhuang knelt at the bottom, not daring to speak out. Feng Ran has not let Manager Zhuang report his illness to the palace, and Manager Zhuang also has his own ideas, just according to the meaning of Feng Ran, he has been dragging it out and not reporting. Today, the imperial doctor received a rumor from Fengyuan, saying that Feng Dye refused to change the injury medicine. The imperial doctor knew the consequences of not changing the wound medicine, so he didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly reported to He Yue.

He Yue hugged Feng Ran tightly and said softly: "Ran'er, you are hot and confused." It's me, it's me, it's me who came to see you. ”

Today is the first day after He Yue's wedding, he could have taken a three-day break and married the queen in the palace, but He Yue didn't want to rest for a day, and the decree was still sent to the court, but today's court time was delayed by half an hour. In the morning, He Yue and Queen Mao both went to meet the Empress Dowager and the Empress Dowager according to the rules, toasted tea, and saw the mother-in-law and mother-in-law, and accepted the visit of a group of concubines. Queen Mao's maiden name is Mao Jingxian, in the early dynasty, He Yue issued an edict and gave the word "Mi Shu" to Queen Mao as a title, known as Queen Mi Shu in history.

As soon as He Yue dispersed, he received an urgent notice from the Tai Hospital, saying that Feng Ran refused to change the wound medicine. He Yue hadn't seen Feng Ran for a few days, thinking that when he returned to the palace that night, Feng Ran was still unconscious, and he was really worried about it. After receiving the advice of the imperial doctor, he hurriedly rushed over with the imperial doctor, not wanting to see the heavy illness and delirious appearance of the wind infection, he was shocked and angry, and called the imperial doctor to hurry forward for diagnosis and treatment.

Feng Ran stubbornly struggled weakly in He Yue's arms, not letting the Imperial Doctor get close. He Yue had no choice but to hold down the wind dye and ask the imperial doctor to quickly change the wound medicine. Sure enough, because I didn't take the wound medicine, the wound didn't recover well. The Imperial Doctor expects that if he doesn't take the decoction or change the medicine again, the injury will worsen. Even if the injury is stable, the illness is also heavy, and the temperature is no longer controlled, I am afraid that I will burn out my brain! The injuries and illnesses are sandwiched together, and they are really critical!

After changing the wound medicine, He Yue personally fed Feng Ran with the decoction. Feng Ran was not yet conscious, and gritted his teeth and did not open his mouth. He Yue knew that Feng Dye was not touched, so she had to pry Feng Dye's teeth with her own hands, and asked Xiao Yuan to take a spoon and pour it in little by little, and after pouring one bowl, she saw that she had sprinkled a lot, so she poured two more bowls, and estimated that she had filled enough doses before stopping. He Yue's hands were bitten by the wind, and their teeth were stained and bloody.

In the evening, He Yue gave a decree and rested in the Wind Garden.

Although he added a soothing medicine to the decoction, Feng Ran slept very unsteadily, always waking up from nightmares, saying something that others couldn't understand, releasing the deep fear and worry buried in his heart. At night, He Yueyi waited by the wind-dyed bedside untiedly, watching the twists and turns, while constantly trying to wind-dye the temperature of the body, and under the guidance of the imperial doctor, constantly wiping the wind-dyed body to cool down. In the evening and early morning, I endured the pain, and poured the decoction twice. Early in the morning, a temporary decree was issued, and the day was over. The next day, for the whole day, I kept watch for the wind and dye, and in addition to pouring medicine, I poured ginseng soup again. The ten fingers were so red and swollen that they were bitten by the wind, and they were so painful that they couldn't even hold the pen, but He Yue was afraid that he would apply medicine to his fingers, so he would not be able to pry the wind-dyed mouth again, so he insisted on not letting the medicine be applied.

The wind was critically ill, and the people in the Wind Garden and the imperial doctors waited all night long, and no one dared to sleep. At that moment, they knew that their lives were linked to the wind. He Yue said that if Feng Ran died, he would ask Feng Yuan to bury Feng Ran in the whole area, it would not be a joke, you would not be joking!

It wasn't until the end of the next day that the body temperature gradually dropped, the breathing stabilized, and the person quieted down. The doctor diagnosed and diagnosed, and made sure that there was no major problem, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief. At night, Feng Ran Fang came to his senses and saw He Yue holding him, but he didn't squeak lightly.

He Yue handed the decoction to Feng Ran, Feng Ran looked at the injury on He Yue's hand, didn't ask, and was about to take the decoction to drink, but He Yue splashed the decoction, and then asked someone to take the medicinal materials from the Tai Hospital, and let Xiao Yuantao wash it and put it in a clay pot to simmer on low heat. All the way, let Feng Ran see with his own eyes how the medicine was boiled, and knew that the decoction was clean, so as not to make Feng Ran nauseous. He instructed all the decoctions that were dyed by the wind to be boiled by Xiaoyuan in the wind garden in the future to ensure that they were clean. The set of utensils used to boil the wind dye medicine should be properly collected when not in use, and should not be mixed with others.

Although Feng Ran woke up, after a serious illness, he was extremely weak, and he could only lie on the bed to rest, He Yue didn't talk much, just guarded Feng Ran, and reviewed the folds on the side. He Yue quit the dynasty for five days in a row, and did not return to the palace, just guarded the wind dye to take medicine and eat on time, and watched the wind dye get better a little bit, and his heart became more and more steady. He Yue didn't dare to leave, for fear that as soon as she left, Feng Dye would make a fuss again, and no one in the Wind Garden could control Feng Dye.

On the twenty-first day of the lunar month, it was time to change the dressing for the wound again, and Feng Ran refused to let the imperial doctor touch his body no matter what. He Yue had no choice but to coax and persuade: "Dye'er, let the imperial doctor change the wound medicine for you two more times, just two more times, okay?" Last time, I treated your arrow wound, and I was already learning how to take care of the wound, but your injury was too serious, and I didn't dare to do it." When your injuries get better, I'll change your dressing myself. In the future, I will take care of your wounds, and I will never let the Imperial Doctor touch you again. It's the last two times, you close your eyes and don't look at them. ”

Feng Ran was really a little surprised, He Yue was silently practicing learning how to take care of wounds!