Chapter 43 Reducing Fever

"Master, you must not know about our master yet. If you know, there is still a chance of survival."

Redbud burst into tears.

Qingqing still stopped her.

"Wait a minute, Zhao Liangdi will put on a good face in the past two days, maybe the master will wake up."

Bauhinia is unwilling to give in, but it can only do this.

April 19.

Milk and bird's nest porridge was delivered to the dining room early in the morning. The top-quality bird's nest was soaked in white milk and exuded its luster. It was served with delicate pine oil rolls, a plate of pickles, and a cup of Codonopsis pilosula and pigeon soup.

They are all nutritious meals that seriously ill people can eat.

Qingqing opened the food box and laughed again and again: "I knew they would be like this when the master comes back. Come on, feed the master some soup."

Bauhinia wept with joy and went to the back room with the meal.

Lin Ximeng, who was in a deep coma, couldn't eat anything and could only drink some nourishing soup. This was much better than before without drinking any water.

In the middle of the morning, another doctor came to check my pulse.

The reason why it is a false "you" is because Zhao Liangdi personally brought the doctor to the house in order to show his generosity.

"You, the doctor, have been here several times, but my sister is not getting better at all. As a sister, I feel heartbroken when I see her."

Zhao Liangdi has this ability, and she can tell lies that are so false that they can be seen through at a glance.

I really agree with the saying, ‘As long as you are not embarrassed, others will be embarrassed’.

The doctor was also very cooperative and immediately bent down to admit his mistake, saying that the patient's symptoms were too difficult and that he would need to be nursed back to health slowly before he could be cured.

"Then thank you, doctor. No matter how expensive the medicine is or how much money you spend, you must cure my sister's disease."

The doctor nodded and said he would try his best.

After giving instructions to the doctor, Zhao Liangdi went to the back room to see Lin Ximeng.

Seeing that her face was black and blue, her lips were pale and chapped, her eye sockets were sunken, and her whole body was filled with the aura of dying, she was so happy that she subconsciously raised the corners of her lips.

I said in my heart, ‘Don’t you want to take revenge on me? Didn’t you hide those people and plan to complain to the master? Then I will make it impossible for you to speak out’

The doctor is a good doctor, but a good doctor also has family members to protect him.

After all, there were some things that she couldn't do and had to be done by others.

After he left with satisfaction, the doctor came in to diagnose and treat Lin Ximeng, leaving behind some oral and external ointments.

He explained to Qingqing in detail: "Remove blood stasis ointment once in the morning and evening, and drink Jiedu decoction three times a day."

Qingqing agreed and sent the doctor away to grab medicine and boil it.

Zijin guarded the medicine stove, still feeling uneasy: "Sister, do you think she is really so kind?"

"How can it be"

"My master is in the house, just for show."

"Then is there any problem with this medicine? Do we dare to give it to the master?" Zi Jing scratched her head.

The little girl, who is only ten years old, has already developed a lot of thoughts.

"Won't"

Qingqing is very determined.

Mrs. Zhao has always been timid, and she always follows her master's lead. He is favored after all, and no matter how arrogant she is, she would not dare to poison him in front of him.

"That's good." Zi Jing patted her chest.

"The only thing we can do now is to take good care of the master. As long as the master can wake up, we will have hope."

"Um"

Qingqing is worried.

In the next few days, everyone in Bibo Garden worked hard to serve him, giving him food and medicine, scrubbing his body to prevent bedsores, and preventing wounds from festering.

They look forward to it day after day.

And Xie Chenyu changed his favor to another woman every day.

After ten days of hard work, I didn't repeat it even one day.

When all the women in the backyard were wet and only Lin Ximeng was left unloved, Lin Ximeng still didn't wake up.

Qingqing finally realized something was wrong.

"not good!"

“There’s something wrong with this medicine”

Bauhinia was sitting on the ground at that time. The copper basin fell to the ground and water splashed everywhere.

"Don't scare me, how is it possible? How dare Zhao Liangdi?"

"Don't take medicine yet, quickly find someone to report to the master."

At this point, Bibo Garden has finally returned to the forefront of public opinion.

"Look, you are still pestering your master even though he is about to die. Is he sick?"

"That means she is sick. Look how good she was when she was in a coma. My master hasn't come to see me for a long time, but this time he actually thought of me and was so gentle to me."

"Me too, me too, as long as Mrs. Lin is not here, everyone will live well."

"Then she deserves to die. It wouldn't be a pity to die."

The women were immersed in Xie Chenyu's overflowing tenderness and could not extricate themselves, and their hatred for Lin Ximeng also rose to the extreme.

Everyone was waiting for Lin Ximeng to die, hoping that this woman who had conquered the country and made her master never want to leave would die soon.

And Lin Ximeng...

She finally 'met' Xie Chenyu when she had only one breath left.

It was late at night in late April, and Xie Chenyu appeared at the bedside dressed in white clothes and smelling of alcohol.

There was only Qingqing serving in the room.

"Grind this with rice wine and apply it on her wound. Within a day, she will have a fever and the wound will ooze pus. Use ice cubes to cool down, clean her poisonous blood, drain it and reduce the fever."

He took out a warm white jade porcelain bottle and placed it firmly on the coffee table beside the bed.

Qingqing was so frightened that she almost threw away the copper basin.

She patted her chest, put down the copper basin towel, and knelt respectfully on the ground, suppressing her trembling shoulders.

"Thank you, Master, for your concern."

"I forgive you for overstepping the rules. If you don't come again, our master may not be able to survive tonight."

Xie Chenyu was neither sad nor surprised, and sat on the chair slowly.

"She's too impatient"

"If I'm not here, how dare you challenge Zhao Liangdi alone?"

"After all, she is the Liangdi whom the father personally named, with a title, rank, and a noble family background."

"Without my support, even three Lin Ximeng can't defeat me."

With his sharp-jointed fingers, he opened the wooden bolts, opened the window to let some air in, and put up the screen himself to prevent insects and ants from entering.

"It's nothing if a woman dies in the backyard. It's just that she was sent by the Queen. It's not good for me to see her die without saving her."

He stood up and straightened out his exquisite black scaled python clothes, and looked around again.

"Take good care of her and don't let her die."

"I will come back when she is well."

Xie Chenyu left. Qingqing knelt for a long time before standing up. She picked up the white jade bottle and looked at it for a long time, then hurriedly went to find the rice wine.

——

On the fifth day of May, the house was bustling with activity for the Dragon Boat Festival.

The dining room packed rice dumplings with various fillings, and everyone in the houses and courtyards received a lot of them, including the servants.

Dagui came back with a dozen white rice dumplings, his head hanging down and saying that he was incapable of doing so, as all the bean paste and fresh meat had been robbed.

Bauhinia was not in the mood to eat, so she sat on the porch holding her chin.

Qingqing was scrubbing her master's body in the house.

After more than ten days of recuperation, the wound was indeed much better, the high fever that had lasted for several days had subsided, and all the black congestion had been cleaned up.

There was only the last piece left, with the skin and flesh attached, and she was worried about what to do with it.

Zi Jing walked in, tilted her head and thought about it, and said that she would ruthlessly scrape off the carrion for her master.

"The master hasn't woken up yet anyway, so he shouldn't feel the pain."

Qingqing thought for a while, finally nodded, stood up, found a sharp dagger and roasted it on the fire.

"You come?"

"It's up to you to do it"

The two gave in to each other.

When Lin Ximeng woke up and opened his eyes, he happened to see two people pointing daggers at him, and they were humble to each other.

"you……"
Chapter completed!