Chapter 1621 The Usual Playboy

Chapter 42 The usual playboy

However, she bit her lower lip hard, until a fishy sweetness welled up between her lips and teeth, and she felt that her sanity had recovered a lot, and the movements in her hands continued non-stop.

When it was dark, the carrion was finally scraped. Mo Shanghua put the bone scraper aside, applied the ointment prepared in advance, bandaged the patient, and walked out of the room after taking the medicine.

At that time, she was sweating profusely, and looked back at Yan Beicheng behind her. She wanted to say something, but before she could finish her sentence, her body softened and she fell heavily.

Seeing this, Yan Beicheng's eyes flashed suddenly, and he hurried to her side, hugging her into his arms so that she wouldn't fall to the ground.

When Mo Shanghua closed her eyes, she felt that she fell into an extremely warm embrace, and she didn't know anything about it.

"princess--"

Yan Beicheng called softly subconsciously, and then looked at Lu Ling in front of him, "Look quickly, what's going on with her."

Lu Ling raised her hand to touch Mo Shanghua's forehead, she felt hot, and hurriedly said: "My lord, hurry up, put the princess on the bed first."

Yan Beicheng didn't think too much when he heard the words, he quickly picked up Moshanghua, hurried to another clean room, and carefully placed Moshanghua on the bamboo floor.

Lu Ling followed, hurriedly stepped forward to take Moshanghua's pulse carefully.

"My lord, my wangfei, my wangfei is also infected with this Laman!" Lu Ling's complexion suddenly changed, and he subconsciously took a few steps back, "I think it's because the wangfei stays with this patient every day, and the prevention The medicine, the effect of the medicine is too small, so it is infected."

Yan Beicheng had already guessed in his heart just now, but now he heard Lu Ling say this, his heart sank, and he couldn't say a word for a while.

The shock in Lu Ling's eyes didn't weaken at all, and she continued after a while, "What's even more surprising is that the princess should have been infected three days ago, and she even had a high fever, so she was able to hold on tight. In three days, the treatment will be completed without making any mistakes, this kind of perseverance is really terrifying."

Yan Beicheng's heart was also shocked, and he couldn't help turning his eyes to look at Moshanghua lying on the collapsed bed.

Seeing her in a coma, his brows were deeply frowned, and his heart moved uncontrollably, even he himself didn't notice it.

Yan Beicheng asked Lu Ling to show Mo Shanghua carefully again, and he was relieved to make sure that she only had a slight pimple on her body, it hadn't spread all over her body, and it was only rotten.

"My lord, don't worry, although this Laman is terrifying, but fortunately, the princess developed the drug to suppress Laman before she fell into a coma. As long as you take the medicine on time and cultivate well for a few days, you will be safe and sound." Lu Ling raised his hand and wiped it. Wiping the sweat from his forehead, he let out a long breath.

The ink black between Yan Beicheng's pupils disappeared quickly, but he still couldn't help asking, "Then how should I deal with the acne on her body?"

"The princess has very few acnes, so you don't need to pick them out for treatment. They will disappear automatically when they are cured." You can't let the acne break out, otherwise, it will only aggravate the condition, and then you will have to treat it like the one inside, the old man really doesn't have the medical skills like the princess, and he can't do that kind of operation."

Yan Beicheng's heart sank, but his graceful jaw just tapped lightly. He took off his outer shirt and put it on Mo Shanghua's body, then carefully picked her up and carried her back to the mansion.

He slowed down his movements, put Mo Shanghua back on the bed in her bedroom, pulled the quilt over, and hurried out.

The door had just opened, and it happened that Qin Ya was on duty at night, she woke up immediately, seeing that it was Yan Beicheng, she quickly bowed her knees, "I have seen the prince."

Yan Beicheng knew Qin Ya, and when he saw her coming, he thought about it and gave her the prescription, saying: "Go and suffer according to this prescription. If anyone asks, just say that the princess has a high fever, and I'll go take another medicine by the way." Basin of hot water, bring two handkerchiefs here."

These are all explained by Lu Ling. He has a very good memory and remembers them very clearly.

Qin Ya was a little dazed when she heard it, and it took her a while to react. After taking the prescription, she hesitated as if she wanted to ask something.

"Why do you look like that woman? You're just dawdling. I'm telling you, she's fine, so hurry up." As if seeing Qin Ya's worry, Yan Beicheng's face immediately darkened, showing his usual dandyism. look like.

Qin Ya shrank her neck, then hurried down, and after a while, hot water and towels were brought first.

As soon as he put down his things, Yan Beicheng drove the person down, soaked the towel in hot water, wrung it dry and picked it up.

The fever caused by Laman cannot be treated by traditional methods. The only way is to take the medicine with peace of mind. What he can do now is to wipe her sweat off.

Yan Beicheng lowered his eyebrows, gently wiped Mo Shanghua's slightly sticky face, changed the veil again, rolled up her sleeves, and wiped her delicate and white lotus root arms .

Most of Moshanghua's pimples grow on the lotus root arms, so when Yan Beicheng wiped it, his movements were very light, and there was a softness in his eyes that had never been seen before, but he himself didn't care. Sleep.

When it was cleaned up, Qin Ya had already brought the medicine bowl over, and Yan Beicheng asked her to put it down before going out.

It wasn't until he heard the sound of the door closing beside his ear that he took Mo Shanghua into his arms with one hand, held the spoon in his free hand, filled a spoonful of soup, brought the spoon to her lips, and drank it down. .

After drinking the decoction all night, Yan Beicheng put Moshanghua back.

But it was getting late at this time, so he simply moved Moshanghua into the bed, and lay down on the outer position with his clothes on, and he was not afraid of infecting himself at all.

In fact, it's not that he is not afraid, but he knows that even if he is infected, there is a cure for it now.

Mo Shanghua woke up leisurely the next day, when Yan Beicheng came over with the soup.

There was a bit of surprise in her eyes, she wanted to support the bed to get up, but as soon as she moved, she found that her whole body was weak and unable to move at all.

Yan Beicheng put down the soup, and his tone returned to his usual dandyism, "If you are not healthy, don't move around. If you are causing any illness, I don't want to serve you anymore."

"You took care of me?" Mo Shanghua's eyes were even more astonished, and she looked at him in disbelief.

Yan Beicheng hummed softly from his nasal cavity, which was regarded as an answer.

Mo Shanghua was silent for a moment, before she sighed quietly, "You can still take care of people."

"Because of your serious illness, I don't bother to argue with you." While speaking, Yan Beicheng picked up the medicine bowl on the side and held it to Mo Shanghua's lips, "Take the medicine."

Mo Shanghua wanted to try to move by herself, but she was still powerless, so she could only obediently put her lips together.