The Sickly Scion’s Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool

   Chapter 548 Wake Up (Three Shifts)

   "Xianggong!" Shen Yijia's heart sank suddenly, she crawled over in a panic, and just touched his back, the hot palm of her hand made her heart stagnate.

   She hurriedly turned Song Jingchen's body over.

   I saw his face flushed, and intermittent muffled humming overflowed from his clenched teeth.

  Shen Yijia trembled and took Song Jingchen into her arms: "Xiang Gong, don't scare me..."

   "Young Madam?" Thirty thousand voices came from outside the door. It was Ji Luo who was worried and asked him to guard outside.

   Shen Yijia said anxiously: "Thirty thousand, hurry up, hurry up and call my mother over."

  30,000 responded and trotted to find someone. Ji Luo wanted to find a cure for the plague quickly, so he still stayed in the pharmacy.

   After a while, the door was pushed open from the outside, and the wind and rain came in, so cold Shen Yijia shivered, it came out of her bones, and she subconsciously hugged Song Jingchen tighter.

   "Mother, my husband has been shaking, you, show him quickly." She nervously looked at Ji Luo who came in, as if she had grabbed a life-saving straw.

   Ji Luo softly reassured: "Okay, mother show him, you release him first."

  Shen Yijia glanced at Song Jingchen, only took his hand out of the bed and did not let go.

   Ji Luo looked at her like this and did not dare to persuade him any more, so he reached out to Song Jingchen to feel the pulse.

   Shen Yijia held her breath, as if afraid of affecting her.

   After a long time, Ji Luo retracted his hand: "Jiajia, Achen he..."

   "Plague, is it a plague?" Shen Yijia asked.

   Ji Luo nodded with an unbearable expression.

   "Me, what should I do? Xianggong is in a bad mood now, mother, what should I do to make him feel better?"

   She is now exactly like a toddler who is just learning to walk, desperate for someone to tell her where to go next.

   Ji Luo felt uncomfortable: "I'll ask Mo Yuan to get some water in, and you can help him wipe his body..."

"Fetching water, okay, I'll go fetch water." Shen Yijia finally let go of Song Jingchen, seeing that he was shaking so much, she hurriedly put her thin quilt over him, and even forgot to put on her shoes when she got out of bed, she had to go out .

   "Jia Jia!" Ji Luo stopped her.

   Shen Yijia turned back blankly.

   Ji Luo's nose is sour: "Put on your shoes, otherwise Achen knows it's time to worry."

   Shen Yijia looked down at her feet and murmured, "Yes, you can't let your husband worry."

   "Master, Miss, she..."

   "Follow up and watch, don't let her get cold in the rain." Ji Luo looked at Shen Yijia's slightly thin back and said.

   It's better to have something to distract her than to be idle at this time.

   Mo Yuan quickly caught up with her umbrella.

   Ji Luo took a deep breath and instructed Thirty Wan to stay here and prepare to go back to the pharmacy to get medicine first.

   As soon as he stepped out of the door, he saw a dim yellow light slowly approaching under the corridor.

   "I'll go with you." Xuanyuan Ce held a lantern in one hand and an umbrella in the other.

   He walks around this yard every day, and the route is already well-known by heart.

   Ji Luo glanced at him and walked right past him.

   "I know I was wrong." Xuanyuan Ce followed her footsteps: "As long as Jiajia wants to do, I will support her."

   Ji Luo did not speak.

   Xuanyuan Ce said with a conscience: "That stinky boy is really good, worthy of our daughter."

   Ji Luo rolled his eyes at him: "Who are you and us?"

   "Jiajia was originally your daughter and I." Xuanyuan Ce muttered in a low voice, and with a strong desire to survive, he automatically shut up and said no more.

  Song Jingchen's condition was much more serious than the others. He also just contracted the plague. Empress Dowager Zhou and Xuanyuan Ye used new prescriptions to stabilize their condition somewhat.

   Not only did it have no effect at Song Jingchen's place, but after a night of hard work, dense red spots appeared on his body, at first it was the back, and then spread to the limbs...

   When others contract the plague, they usually have repeated fevers, but he hasn't had a fever since last night.

The    medicine was poured into bowl after bowl, and he vomited it all out in no time.

   Shen Yijia could only wipe his body over and over again.

   Ji Luo felt that something was wrong, but he didn't dare to say it in front of Shen Yijia.

   Until Xuanyuan Ziming came to the door before dawn...

   "You said that the blood was collected by them?" Ji Luo asked in disbelief.

  Xuanyuan Ziming nodded, knowing at first that the plague was written by Ji Yunxi.

   Song Jingchen reminded him to set up a checkpoint outside the quarantine area.

   Anyone who enters or leaves the quarantine area must undergo strict disinfection and routine inspections.

The purpose of    is to prevent someone from taking things carrying the disease out to do evil, and to prevent the plague from spreading too fast.

   Looking at the two of them, Jiaquan only sneakily brought out two blood-stained handkerchiefs, and it can be seen that this method is still effective.

   Yesterday, Masan splashed a bag full of blood, and he couldn't bring out that much by himself.

It was only after Xuanyuan Ziming interrogated Masan that he learned that the blood was collected together by everyone - while they were taking care of the patients, they used a palm-sized handkerchief to stain the pus and blood, smuggled them out, and gathered them together. , and finally collected such a bag of blood...

   And to do this, it only took one day.

   To be precise, since Bai Zhi and Xuanyuan Ye quarreled in public, they began to make this calculation.

  Everyone participated, it was everyone…

   Ji Luo's face showed an indescribable solemnity.

  Usually keeping two cold patients in one place may aggravate the illness of both parties. What’s more, He Lun is the blood of so many plague patients mixed together...

   Thinking of this, she frowned: "No wonder Ah Chen's situation is so serious."

   Seeing that no one has brought new medicine, Shen Yijia, who had found it out by herself, stood at the door, thinking about what she heard just now, her heart sank little by little.

  Beauty is more serious than others. Does it mean that others can last up to seven days with the plague, and he may not be able to last five days or even less?

  Shen Yijia shook his head naively and took two steps back.

   Can't wait, Xianggong can't wait for her spiritual fluid!

  No, there must be other ways!

  Thinking of something, Shen Yijia turned around abruptly and ran back.

   The movement was so loud that the people in the main room were alarmed. Mo Yuan walked out but saw only her back.

   "It's Miss." she said.

   Ji Luo was surprised: "Jiajia must have heard it, go take a look."

  Shen Yijia ran back to the room, kicked out the thirty thousand who were guarding inside, slammed the door shut, rummaged through the box and found a dagger, kicked his shoes and climbed onto the bed, and took Song Jingchen's half body into his arms again.

   "It must be useful, it must be useful." She repeated this sentence, whether she was convincing herself or praying to God.

   As she said that, she picked up the dagger and slashed it towards the palm of her left hand...

  Unexpectedly, a big hand rested on her left hand with little strength.

  Shen Yijia paused, turned her head in disbelief, and met a pair of helpless eyes.

   "Xianggong, you are awake!"

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   (Please ask for a monthly ticket, ahah, let me stay on the monthly ticket list for a while, I’m stunned! I don’t even dare to think about it at other times, only at the beginning of the month!)

   (end of this chapter)