Chapter 768: Could It Be Malaria?

With such a high fever, a normal person will become a fool even if the fever subsides! Maybe that cloud bed is the key to deal with his high fever!

Ning Xuemo had no choice but to hug him onto the cloud bed again.

In the process of hugging him, it felt like hugging a big stove, and the place where it touched the skin was very hot.

After being placed on the cloud bed, she non-stop wiped his body to cool him down physically...

After half an hour, his body temperature finally dropped a lot. Although it was still hot, fortunately, it was the temperature of a normal person's high fever.

There is no thermometer in this era, but Ning Xuemo is still very sensitive to temperature. His high fever should have reached 50 degrees just now! Not human temperature! Now after the high fever has subsided, it is about 39 degrees.

She breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a little backache.

Taking care of the sick is not an easy job!

Xuemo felt that taking care of him for two hours was more tiring than standing on the operating table for two hours, the main reason was that he was tired...

I kept doing physical cooling for him, and after another hour, his body temperature finally dropped to the temperature of a normal person, and his whole person became much quieter. Lying on a bed of clouds like a Sleeping Beauty.

Ning Xuemo sat down on the futon next to her, not wanting to get up again.

She was tired and hungry, and couldn't find any food. Seeing that he had stabilized, she simply meditated, one to regain her strength, and the other to relieve her hunger...

It's just that she hadn't settled down for a long time, when she heard the sound of her teeth chattering again, she turned her head when she heard the sound, almost collapsed!

Emperor Zun's face was pale, his body trembled slightly, and his forehead seemed to have a layer of frost...

Ning Xuemo stretched out her hand to touch it, and it was as cold as a dead person!

"Cold...cold..." he murmured.

This fluctuating hot and cold can't be malaria, right? !

Ning Xuemo had no choice but to hug him down again. He was still shaking while lying on the futon, and his face became paler and paler. If it wasn't for his breathing and occasional murmurs, just based on his body temperature, Ning Xuemo almost thought he was actually a dead body up!

He kept talking about the cold, although the castle was beautiful and dreamy like a fairy tale, but there was no quilt to be found. Not even a piece of cloth.

Ning Xuemo wandered around in and out for a few times, but couldn't find anything to keep him warm. Look at him almost curled up in the cold.

She couldn't bear it, so she pulled his arm away and got into his arms.

It felt like getting into an ice lump, making her shiver continuously.

Perhaps because he sensed her temperature, he immediately hugged her tightly with his arms, and even wrapped his legs around hers, as if he wanted to absorb her heat with every inch of his body.

Ning Xuemo is cold! She is so cold!

It was so cold that her teeth chattered, Emperor Zun seemed to feel her trembling in a daze, his body froze slightly, his arms let go of her, and he pushed her, forcing out a word: "Go..."

Ning Xuemo: "..."

She was pushed out of Emperor Zun's arms, so naturally it wasn't so cold. Xuemo lay beside him in a daze for a moment, seeing his thin lips tightly pursed, which seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, his fingers tightly clenched , holding the fingertips green and white, obviously trying to restrain the bone-chilling coldness...

Has he recovered a little sanity?

Pushed her aside when she recovered?

Ning Xuemo was also suddenly angry. Without a word, she forcibly tore away his arms again, got into his arms, hugged his waist with her arms, wrapped her legs around his legs, and said viciously: "What are you doing?" I'll be more honest!"