An Qien couldn't help but smile as well, she still remembered that when she almost fell off her horse in the polo field, Lu Bochu's reaction was so fast, almost in the blink of an eye, she was saved by Lu Bochu before she had time to react.

I didn't expect such a powerful person to be stolen by a child.

Lu Bochu vaguely saw her curved eyebrows through the white bib mask, and he was in a much better mood when he saw her laughing, and then said in a gentle tone: "The king of medicine will drink it for a while, this king is a dangerous person now, it is better for you to stay away." ”

"The prince is really like a child, saying that you are the one who makes Qien responsible, and now it is you who push me away, and the prince is not taking his majesty seriously now? What will happen for a while?"

Her tone was half disgusted and half petted, and she would definitely not let him go at this time.

Lu Bochu was stunned when he heard what she said, as if he agreed to get married, his eyes instantly lit up and he asked unconvincedly: "Qien, what are you?" ”

An Qien raised his eyelids, looked at Lu Bochu gently, and said a little shyly: "The prince is right, since the reputation of the prince has been damaged, of course he has to be responsible for the prince, so the prince can only be responsible for drinking medicine well now, and only after recovering can he be responsible." ”

Lu Bochu was so excited that he suddenly seemed to be full of strength, but his smiling face froze as if he suddenly thought of something, and said unconfidently: "Don't pity this king, you girl is beautiful and capable, the man who wants to marry you can be lined up from Jingyang to Shangjing, you don't have to pity this king at this time." ”

An Qien didn't expect Lu Bochu to think so much, she wasn't for a person who would take her whole life to pity others.

She replied seriously: "The prince can regret it, and Qi En will not take it to heart, Qi En's identity is really not qualified to pity the prince, and it is not appropriate to say these things now, the prince should drink the medicine first." ”

Lu Bo was afraid that he would be unhappy if he first saw her more seriously, but he still didn't want to take off his mask and put her at risk of infection.

Ignoring his hesitation, An Qien directly got a spoonful of medicine and sent it to Lu Bochu's mouth, and his voice was soft and domineering: "If the prince doesn't pick it himself, Qien will be able to get started." ”

In order not to worry Lu Bochu, she added: "I have a purse for the plague on me, so the prince doesn't have to worry." ”

Seeing her so persistent, Lu Bo had no choice but to take off his mask, and the scarf on his head still covered both sides of his face, An Qien saw his bloodless pale face, and fed herbs to Lu Bochu's lips.

The man's lips were not thin or thick, and the bitter herbs seeped into his throat, and he raised his eyes to look at An Qien, who was serious in his eyebrows, and said softly: "It's a little bitter." ”

"Good medicine is good for disease." An Qien fed another spoonful, and Lu Bochu frowned as if he was afraid of taking medicine like a child.

The prescription she prepared this time was indeed extremely bitter, the previous prescription had no effect, and she would not give Lu Bochu a prescription so she could only change the prescription.

Lu Bochu raised his eyes to look at her, but unfortunately bumped into An Qien's eyes, and his eyes were relatively ambiguous, this time An Qien naturally did not dodge quickly.

Lu Bochu frowned and drank the medicine she fed to his mouth: "You sent it, otherwise this king really won't be able to drink it." ”

An Qien cleaned up his eyes and said naturally: "It's bitter, but the general medicine has no effect, Qien can only give the prince a heat clearing and detoxification plus some medicine to remove high fever, and then the prince will drink some medicine to clear the lungs, no matter how afraid the prince is to take the medicine, he has to close his eyes and eat it all." ”

Lu Bochu said in a good mood: "Well, thank you for your hard work, if this new prescription has an effect, this king will be lucky to have made a small contribution." ”

When the words fell, An Qien's spoon was fed to his mouth again, Lu Bochu drank every sip with a frown, if An Qien hadn't fed him, he would have chosen the fastest way to go down in one gulp.

Now it's a sip of it, mainly to enjoy the feeling of being fed.

The corners of An Qien's lips raised slightly, the plague mentality also affected his condition very much, Lu Bochu's heart got better, and An Qien's heart was not so anxious.

After feeding the medicine, Lu Bochu lay down, he was so dizzy that he just wanted to sleep, An Qien didn't care so much, handed the bowl to Qingbi next to him and gave Lu Bochu a corner.

In her heart, she was also afraid that Lu Bochu would not be able to live, and when she wanted to, she would not have a chance to do this, and her life was too short for her to care about her reputation now, and she just wanted to leave no regrets.

Lu Bochu knew that she was stuffing the quilt, but his sleepy eyelids couldn't open, maybe it was because of the medicine, and the sleepiness came quickly.

An Qien saw that Lu Bochu fell asleep and felt uneasy, this is not a good symptom, although the prescription she prepared has a sleeping effect, the most important thing is to boost qi.

As a result, Lu Bochu fell asleep after drinking, which will cause two extremes: either he will not wake up after falling asleep, or his symptoms will be reduced after waking up.

She didn't dare to leave, she kept guarding Lu Bochu, in order to observe more carefully, she took off the bib on Lu Bochu's head, and Lu Bochu's whole face was exposed.

An Qien recorded his changes little by little, there was no reaction at first, an hour later he was sweating profusely but still sleeping very deeply, An Qien immediately wet the handkerchief to cool him down, but Lu Bo sweated more and more at the beginning, his face was red and hot and he had a high fever again.

If the fever continues like this, Lu Bochu fainted at least and couldn't survive it, An Qien was anxious to give him acupuncture, three on his forehead, and two silver needles on his back, she abandoned all the shackles of female virtue, and when she lifted Lu Bochu's quilt, she found that his quilt was all soaked with sweat!

An Qien didn't dare to delay for a moment, and decisively took off his wet white bedclothes, Agui was frightened and came over to help with red eyes, and kept crying in his mouth: "Lord, Lord, don't scare the slaves, Lord Wang....."

After taking off his shirt, Lu Bochu's body was drenched in sweat, and Agui held Lu Bochu's body with his hands and let him stabilize his side.

An Qien pierced two silver needles in his back, then pulled out the silver needles and pierced several more in his chest.

Lu Bochu's face still didn't react at all, it stands to reason that he would have woken up in pain if he had so many silver needles, but Lu Bochu still didn't wake up.

An Qien anxiously checked his pulse, and he still had vital signs, but he just didn't wake up, and An Qien didn't know what the problem was.

I could only keep checking Lu Bochu's pulse and trying to find the cause, but I still didn't find anything, and two hours later, Lu Bochu suddenly muttered: "It's so cold......"

An Qien was sitting in front of his bed and kept checking his pulse and hearing his voice, An Qien looked at him happily, Lu Bochu slowly opened his eyes, feeling that he had no clothes on his upper body and no quilt on his body, seeing An Qien was a little embarrassed in him, he subconsciously reached out to find the quilt.

An Qien unexpectedly found that his fever had subsided, but a new problem appeared that Lu Bochu lacked breath, his lungs were burning, and then he would cough up blood and die.

An Qien didn't feel good and hurriedly said to Ah Gui: "Go and see if Uncle An has come back, hurry up!" ”

The medicine she wanted to use is now gone, An Shi'an went to Qiguo to buy herbs and has not come back yet, and now it is imminent, An Qien has no choice but to urge Agui to take a look.

Ah Gui hurriedly received the order, and An Qien ordered Qingbi again: "Quickly bring the medicine to clear heat and relieve cough for the prince to take first." ”

Qingbi also hurried to get the medicine.

Lu Bochu was already uncomfortable, he couldn't help it when he came in, looking at An Qien's anxious appearance, he didn't feel good in his heart, and his body was cold, and he touched the quilt and covered his body.

"Seven Graces, I'm ......."

Lu Bochu found that he had a little difficulty breathing, and he couldn't speak, he wanted to explain something but was afraid that she wouldn't be able to accept it.

An Qien's expression was heavy, his brows were furrowed, and he didn't have time to think about anything, so he couldn't wait to pierce no less than fifty silver needles in his upper body.

"The prince doesn't need to say anything, there will be a way, and the prince must also support it, this is the prince's responsibility, and the people of Jingyang are waiting for the prince."

Lu Bochu looked at her quietly, and he didn't say a word when he was sore.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that if he died, it would not be a pity to die in front of her.

An Qien had been seriously pricking Lu Bochu with a needle, completely unaware that Lu Bochu was staring at her with smiling eyebrows.

Qingbi came in with the medicine: "Lady, the medicine is here." ”

An Qien hurriedly helped Lu Bochu to lean against the head of the bed, she was delicate and a little difficult to help Lu Bochu a strong man, but she gritted her teeth and moved, the moment her body was close to him, his breath was around her ears, numb and pinching.

An Qien's heart was pounding, she didn't have time to think about anything else, so she took the medicine handed by Qingbi and sent it to Lu Bochu's mouth one by one.

After Lu Bochu drank the medicine, he squinted his eyes and said with difficulty: "If I don't get up, it will be too bad for you." ”

An Qien's heart was pounding, and he had been straining a nerve, and suddenly someone came in and hurriedly reported: "Lord Wang, there is a big mess outside, and there are only 3 doctors left!" No one cares about the people infected with the plague, and now they have to see the prince when they make trouble at the door. ”

Lu Bochu hurriedly reprimanded: "Let people disperse!" ”

The decibels of what he said with all his might were very small, and this feeling of helplessness eroded him as if the end times were coming.

"Puff ....."

A mouthful of blood spurted out of Lu Bochu's mouth, An Qien was shocked and panicked, and hurriedly wiped the blood from Lu Bochu's mouth with a handkerchief.

She said with a choked cry: "Lord, you must hold on, okay?" ”

Lu Bochu was surprised to find that after spitting out a mouthful of blood, he was not so uncomfortable, before he vomited blood, his lungs were like they were about to be burned to death, but now he is better and breathing is easier.

"What about Zhao Yan?" Lu Bochu asked the next person.

An Qien was surprised to find that his voice was much more confident, and she rechecked Lu Bochu's pulse as if she had grasped a glimmer of hope.

The hope in her eyes is getting bigger and bigger, Lu Bochu's lungs are not burning so badly, and his vitality has increased a lot, which is a very good sign.

The next person replied: "Lord Zhao hasn't come back yet." ”