Chapter 1272 The Flame Burned Every Inch of Her Skin

Even the antipyretics she made herself and the quick-acting antipyretics brought from modern times were useless to her.

The pain of the high fever made her gradually lose her mind. She was muttering something from time to time, but she couldn't hear what it was. Dongfang Wan'er and Dongfang Mu were so anxious that they invited almost all the imperial doctors into the Dongfang Bieyuan. .

Even Chu Yan rushed over overnight after hearing the news.

Bai Zhi's body seemed to be on fire, as if someone kept burning her with fire.

Looking at Bai Zhi's painful appearance, Chu Yan said to Imperial Physician Xu, "What's going on? Is there no medicine?"

Doctor Xu hurriedly said: "Back to the emperor, the medicine has been used, but there is no improvement at all. Miss Bai's disease is too strange, it seems that it is not an ordinary fever."

"It's not an ordinary fever, what kind of fever is that?"

Imperial Physician Xu shook his head: "Back to the emperor, a small minister has practiced medicine for decades, and he has never seen such a strange high fever. If an ordinary person burns it like this, he would have vomited and cramped long ago, and even his life would not be saved."

As soon as she heard that her life was not guaranteed four times, Chu Yan was so anxious that she immediately shouted: "No matter what method you use, quickly cure her, and there must be no mistake."

Imperial Physician Xu immediately knelt down, and the other imperial physicians behind him also knelt down: "Your Majesty, this minister is incompetent."

Chu Yan really wanted to kick these incompetent imperial doctors to death. Isn't he quite capable on weekdays? How come this time, everyone is like this ghost.

Xu Taiyi said: "Your Majesty, the medicine that Miss Bai is using is useless now. The last solution is to use a cold towel on her forehead to protect her brain from being burned, and then rub the bath with warm water, every other incense stick, and the cold towel. Change it from time to time and feed more warm water.”

These are the most common and simplest methods, but since ancient times, I don’t know how many people have been sick and have been cured by this method. As long as you have enough patience and the patient’s foundation is good, you can survive.

Chu Yan took the cold towel from the maid's hand, put it squarely on Bai Zhi's forehead, and rolled up his sleeves to start wiping Bai Zhi's bath.

Seeing this, Dongfang Wan'er hurriedly stepped forward to stop it: "Your Majesty, let me come, you all go out."

Only then did Chu Yan return to his senses, and just now he was really dizzy, and almost undressed Bai Zhi in front of the imperial physicians, he knocked on his head and laughed dryly: "Okay, come on, I will go out and wait first. ."

Chu Yan took a group of imperial physicians out of the inner room, and when he arrived in the hospital, he reprimanded the group of imperial physicians severely, still unable to resolve the depression in his heart.

Bai Zhi felt that she was in a sea of ​​fire, the flames burned every inch of her skin, and it hurt her to death.

She wanted to die happily and not suffer from this inhuman torture again.

But she couldn't die, and the pain continued, as if it would never end, as if she was in a fiery purgatory.

Why is this happening? She knew that she was not in a awake state and wanted to wake up, but she couldn't wake up, and she couldn't even open her eyes.

In front of him was a boundless darkness, and his body was in unbearable burning pain.

She heard many voices.

Cries for help, cries of pain, sirens blaring.

It was so noisy that it hurt her brain.

Gradually, those voices were slowly drifting away from her, becoming more and more distant, and she suddenly felt no pain again.

Faintly, she realized something.

The siren sounds that only modern times have, those cries for help, the burning pain in my body, and the sense of relief that just suddenly came over me.