Chapter Seventy-Nine: Sick

On the second day, Xiyun woke up from her sleep and felt a little weak, what was wrong with her? How could the body be so invigorated.

The white slave turned back into a black cat, and at this time, she was squatting on the futon that Xiyun had made for her, looking at Xiyun who was a little dizzy, and glanced to the side.

Thinking about it, did it suck too much blood last night, if Xiyun knew the truth, according to her temperament, it was estimated that she would throw it out.

Xia Bingning had already left the room, Xiyun lay back on the bed in a daze, and after a while, the door was opened, and it was Tian Zhenzhen who came in.

"What does your room smell like, it smells very pleasant." Tian Zhenzhen carried the lantern and walked to the Xiyun bed, saw that she was lazy on the bed, and said, "I can't afford it, I'm going to miss the recitation of scriptures." ”

"Really, I'm so dizzy, I can't get up, maybe I'm sick." Xiyun said weakly.

Tian Zhenzhen picked up the lantern and shone it on Xiyun's face, only to see that Xiyun's lips were a little white, and his face was not very good.

"Xiyun, what's wrong with you, why are you so pale." Tian Zhenzhen hung the lantern on the shelf, walked over, and lit the candles in the house.

Then he began, "You said, if you were sick yesterday, how good it would be." That Wan Shuqi was exempted from the trial class because she had an illness yesterday, and early this morning, she came over to pester the girl, who was tired of her and wanted to avoid her, so she went to Qingze Hall first. ”

Xiyun smiled bitterly, it would be nice if she could make her own decisions about this illness, and thinking of the Shu girl, she should also be afraid that Wan Shuqi would make trouble for them, so she left first.

Tian Zhenzhen looked indignant and said, "You say, is she pretending to be sick, how can she say that she is sick, and it is good to say that she is good." ”

"Hey, I don't know what happened to the maid?" Xiyun sighed, thinking of the life experience of the concubine, and felt a little sad for her.

"What can she do with a girl like this." Tian Zhenzhen touched Xiyun's forehead again, a little cold.

"You lie down, I'll go and inform Aunt Chen, and let her inform Lang Zhong of the academy." Tian Zhenzhen said, took the lantern and walked outside.

Xiyun looked at the candle flame on the table, swayed by the wind, and his heart was also hooked with some sadness.

Whether it is the concubine or her, or Zhenzhen, they may just want to achieve a goal, but that goal is like a candle in the wind, drifting uncertainly.

As if sensing Xiyun's mood swings, the white slave walked to Xiyun's bed and screamed.

When Xiyun saw the white slave, he remembered it, "Kitten, are you hungry?" I don't have the strength to get you something to eat right now, can you find something to eat yourself? ”

The white slave was silent, and looked at Xiyun with stunned eyes.

Xiyun didn't know what it meant, so he said, "If you want to go to your master, go ahead, I'm fine." ”

The white slave is actually treating Xiyun, and it can distinguish Xiyun's illness with the unique microscopic technique of the Xuanmao clan.

It looked at it for a while, and its hanging heart was also put down, Xiyun was only a little bloody, so he was so weak and pale.

After reading it, the white slave blamed himself again, fortunately, it was not very serious, it had to find some blood tonic pills for Xiyun, thinking of it, Lin Xiao should have it there, so he jumped on the window and jumped out.

When Xiyun saw that the white slave was gone, he thought that he was looking for his master, and he was a little reluctant.

Aunt Chen led a middle-aged man with a medicine box on his back and walked into the Wanqing Pavilion.

The middle-aged man waited at the door of the room, waiting for Aunt Chen to clean up Xiyun before letting him come in.

Xiyun saw this man, he had never seen it before, with a thin figure and a pair of thin lips under the bridge of his tall nose, but those eyes were a little familiar, and this appearance did not look like a langzhong, but like a white little student.

The man was not annoyed when he saw Xiyun looking at him like this, and smiled with her

Xiyun was shocked to realize that it didn't seem appropriate for her to stare at others like this, so she hurriedly lowered her head.

The man sat on Xiyun's bedside stool, took out a cyan pulse pillow, and said, "Down, Fu Wensheng, the girl can call me Fu Langzhong, who is the manager of the academy's medical house." Please ask the girl to put her hand on it. ”

Xiyun stretched out his hand, Fu Wensheng put three fingers on her wrist, and Aunt Chen held her breath, afraid of disturbing Fu Wensheng's pulse.

Fu Wensheng picked up his fingers and said, "It's okay." The girl is fine, but there is some blood deficiency, in the next to prescribe you some blood and qi prescriptions, these days, remember not to be overly tired, rest assured, three days later, you can recover your spirit. ”

Xiyun wanted to get up and thank her, but Fu Wensheng waved his hand to let her lie down in peace, then packed up the medicine box and left.

How could she be so blood-deficient, not like an ordinary anemia, but as if she had been blood-drained, Fu Wensheng was on the way back to the medical house, he kept thinking about Xiyun's situation, it was a little incredible, this was the first time he had seen such a situation.

"What, you said that your master is deficient in blood, white slave, how much blood have you sucked from others?" Lin Xiao listened to Bai Nu's explanation, and only then did he know that this little ancestor almost bled someone.

The white slave looked like I was wrong, so that Lin Xiao saw it for the first time, and when he repented, he laughed heartily again, and finally someone was angry for him.

"Lin Xiao, if you are still smiling, tell me quickly, is there any elixir that can allow her to recover her qi and blood quickly." The white slave looked at Lin Xiao anxiously and angrily.

Lin Xiao was lying on the rocking chair, eating pastries, "She is a mortal after all, our pills are not suitable for her, and she can only rely on the Chinese medicine in the world to slowly raise." ”

Seeing that Bai Nu was a little unhappy, Lin Xiao comforted again, "Mortals know the best way to replenish qi and nourish blood, I think she will be able to recover soon, and you don't have to blame yourself too much." ”

The white slave did not speak, walked to the window, turned into a cat, and jumped out.

"This guy, thank you for winning the streak and don't say thank you." After speaking, Lin Xiao ate the pastry again.

When the white slave returned to the house, Xiyun was too weak and had already fallen asleep. The white slave returned to the futon and quietly waited for the tide clouds.

On the way back to the hospital, Fu Wensheng happened to meet Xiao Jingyu who was going back to the hospital.

Xiao Jingyu looked at Fu Wensheng carrying the medicine box on his back, thinking, who is sick.

"Xiao Zhangyuan, this is to go back to the courtyard." Fu Wensheng spoke.

Xiao Jingyu let out a "hmm".

Fu Wensheng sighed helplessly, "You said, every time I talk to you, you are either um, or oh, it's really boring." ”

"Who's sick?" Xiao Jingyu thought about it, as the head of the academy, he still needed to care about the people in the academy.

"A little girl who just came, her blood is very weak, I'll go back and prescribe some herbs for her." Fu Wensheng said.

Xiao Jingyu heard him say that he was a little girl, so he said, "Is that one?" ”

"I seem to have heard Mama Chen call her Miss Liu, but I don't know who it is. However, I think this girl looks very handsome, and she is very interesting, and when she sees me, she can stare at me and be fascinated......" Fu Wensheng said with great interest, and Xiao Jingyu had already had a black face over there.

Before Fu Wensheng finished speaking, Xiao Jingyu walked back to the courtyard quickly.

"Hey, I'm not done yet?" Fu Wensheng shouted from behind, looking at Xiao Jingyu who was walking in a hurry, Fu Wensheng muttered, "This kid, since he became the head of the courtyard, his temper is getting bigger and bigger." ”