Xie Yuci stretched out an arm, gently lifted Zhuo Qingtan up, and leaned on his left shoulder.

Then he wrapped one hand around her back, then took the medicine bowl handed by Late Green, and the other hand picked up the medicine spoon placed in the medicine bowl.

Xie Yuci tried to feed her medicine.

But for some reason, even when Zhuo Qingtan was asleep, his lips were still very tight.

Even when he forced the decoction into her mouth with a medicine spoon, she still couldn't swallow it on her own. The decoction would run down her chin again, and even wet the placket on her chest.

Xie Yuci couldn't help but pause slightly when he saw this, and his fingers stiffened unconsciously for a moment.

He averted his gaze abruptly, frowned and called in a deep voice: "Miss Zhuo, wake up, drink the medicine and go back to sleep. Miss Zhuo? ”

He screamed many times in her ear, but there was no response.

Xie Yuci was silent for a moment, and suddenly whispered to Wanqing: "Wanqing, you guys go get busy first." Close the doors and windows tightly so that no cold air can come in and blow the patient. ”

Wan Qing hesitated and asked, "Lord, don't you need us to stay and take care of Zhuo Xianchang?" ”

Xie Yuci shook his head slightly.

Wanqing and Lingrong looked at each other, they glanced at each other, and Wanqing saw Xie Yuci's insistence, so she didn't say anything more, and then pulled Lingrong, who was still squeezing her eyebrows and making eyes, and was not very happy, and retreated first.

Outside the door, Ling Rong's whispered complaints and complaints gradually faded away, and it seemed to be stopped by Wanqing's low voice.

After they left, Xie Yuci quietly lowered his head and looked at the thin figure lying quietly on the bed.

Zhuo Qingtan's face was pale, and there was a sickly red in the white.

Her lips were pale and chapped, like two tattered petals about to wither.

He looked at her silently for a moment, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a while, Xie Yu suddenly turned his head, lowered his head and drank a big sip of the bowl of decoction for curing wind and cold.

Then he lowered his head, faced Zhuo Qingtan's slightly dry lips, and fed the decoction little by little.

Zhuo Qingtan's lips were chapped and pale, perhaps because her body temperature was very high at this time, so the temperature was warm to the touch, and it was unexpectedly very soft.

Xie Yuci smiled mockingly in his heart.

It's a pity. This man's heart was as hard as iron and irreversible, half a point different from the temperature on her lips.

Just take a bite after bite, and soon, the bowl of soup and medicine will be at the bottom.

He helped Zhuo Qingtan to lie down again, and then covered her with the quilt tightly.

At this time, there were four delicate bronze braziers in the room, and the temperature was actually very warm.

But maybe because Zhuo Qingtan was too weak, although she was covered with a thick quilt and had so many braziers, she still didn't sweat.

Xie Yuci cast a spell and waved his hand, and two bronze braziers appeared next to the bed, and he stuffed two extremely warm soup pots that used magic weapons to maintain the temperature from under the quilt into her feet.

After doing this, he lightly touched the instep of Zhuo Qingtan in the quilt, and couldn't help frowning.

Why is her body temperature so hot, but why is she still not sweating?

Could it be that the medicinal effect of ordinary herbs in the mortal world is limited, and it is not yet time?

So, Xie Yuci cast a spell and sent the message to Wanqing, and ordered her to continue to fry another bowl of medicine for backup.

I don't know how long it took, Zhuo Qingtan, who was motionless on the bed, finally seemed to have a hint of reaction.

She began to sweat and feel the heat.

Not only did she begin to sweat slightly on her forehead, but she also stretched a hand out of the heavy quilt.

With a "bang", a copper soup woman in the quilt fell to the floor.

Xie Yuci glanced at her, then slowly leaned down, raised his hand to press the corner of the quilt that she kicked aside, and said lightly: "Don't move." ”

Zhuo Qingtan looked at him slightly in a blur, as if he was still in a dream, unable to distinguish between reality and illusion.

Then, she muttered softly, "Thank you, why are you here?" ”

Xie Yuci saw that she had finally woken up, and he was slightly relieved in his heart.

He raised his eyebrows, chuckled, and asked her, "What, Miss Zhuo is sick and confused?" This is my house, where should I be if I am not here? ”

Zhuo Qingtan said softly "ah" in a puzzled tone.

She was slightly stunned, and her scattered thoughts slowly returned like a tide.

She slowly turned her eyes away from Xie Yuci's gaze, and then turned her eyes to look at the bed tent above her head, and finally gradually regained her consciousness.

Zhuo Qingtan's voice was a little hoarse because of his illness.

"I'm really confused, what's wrong with me?"

Xie Yuci stuffed her hand on the quilt into the quilt again, and then said in an ordinary tone:

"Miss Zhuo has a cold, it's Xie Mou's fault, I shouldn't have pulled you to drink last night."

Zhuo Qingtan was trapped in the quilt, and seemed to be a little uncomfortable, she frowned, and said softly with a slow reaction: "It's hot."

"It's good to think it's hot."

He raised his hand to stop her movements.

"You've been shivering even though it's hot. Now that I know it's hot, I'm starting to sweat, so I can get better quickly. Don't break off the quilt and you'll sweat. ”

Zhuo Qingtan's forehead had begun to slowly emit fine beads of sweat, and her breathing was a little short of breath because of the fever.

However, hearing Xie Yuci say this at this time, she couldn't break free anymore.

Zhuo Qingtan tilted his head slightly, and when he saw that the room was full of six bronze braziers, he still looked at Xie Yuci sitting beside her in surprise.

Then, she said with a complicated face: "Master Xie, aren't you hot?" ”

Thank you for your resignation.

How could he not be hot?

Earlier in the room, he felt that his underwear seemed to be damp.

Later, I remembered that I had recovered some of my divine power, so I used my divine power to exert it on my body to resist part of the heat wave in the room, which slowly reduced the feeling of dryness.

Come to think of it, the person who wastes magic power to lower the temperature around his body is the only one in the world.

However, Xie Yu's resignation did not show any light, but looked light.

"It's not hot."

Zhuo Qingtan was slightly stunned, and then looked at him thoughtfully for a moment.

She seemed to want to say something, but she couldn't say anything.

Xie Yuci raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at her quietly.

"What? If Miss Zhuo has something to say, it doesn't hurt to say it. ”

Zhuo Qingtan seemed to feel a little embarrassed.

She glanced at Xie Yuci, cleared her throat, and finally said slowly: "Actually, this is the case, and there is a little bit of Qi Huang's technique in the bottom." ”

Xie Yuci tilted his head slightly, frowning in confusion: "So? ”

Although Zhuo Qingtan's face was pale, his expression was very sincere and serious.

"Therefore, since Gongzi Xie has been infected with wind and cold, but he is so afraid of cold and heat, I am afraid that he also has some physical weakness or other hidden diseases. If you feel unwell, it is better to seek medical attention as soon as possible. ”

In an instant, the room was cold and silent.