Xianglan has been guarding the bed.

After Mu Yuan fell asleep, he became particularly confused. Xianglan didn't know whether he fell asleep or fell into a coma.

She looked at his half-sexy face and was fascinated by her eyes and heartbroken.

Until, his pale thin lips moved slightly, and two vague words overflowed between his lips and teeth: "Qinger..."

Although it was really vague, Xianglan could hear it clearly.

My heart felt sour, and tears almost rolled down.

He really likes Princess Nine!

If he was sober, he would never dare to call the words Qing'er.

Although the young master lived in Chu State for more than ten years, he was deeply educated by the ideological education of the Southern Jin Dynasty.

Abide by etiquette and dare not express your emotions easily.

He likes a girl and never dares to say it out loud, because he knows that he is not qualified.

He is the little prince’s man.

"Qinger..." Mu Yuan was still calling.

Xianglan's heart was sore and painful, and even more anxious.

Even if I didn't meet him, I could clearly feel the heat on him, and it was getting higher and higher.

If the high fever does not subside, people will die.

Xianglan couldn't help but stretch out her hand and leaned forward towards his forehead.

When I bought it, it was so hot that it was much hotter than I thought!

The situation is more than ten times worse than when we first started today!

How about it? If you continue like this, the young master of the village will really die!

Xianglan was anxious in the room, but she didn't know how to treat the symptoms of high fever.

What exactly should she do?

After a while, Xianglan, who was anxious, rushed out again.

"Please find a doctor for the young master of the village. He is very ill!"

The guard guard guarding in the yard sneered: "Your Highness said that the doctors are very busy and have to take care of the injured soldiers on the battlefield. Where can I control your young master?"

"But the young master of the village is having a high fever, and he is covered in injuries. If he is not treated in time, he really... he will really die!"

The word death made Xianglan's eyes warm and tears almost rolled down.

Their young village leader, such a good person, why don’t you save him?

Why do you want to harm him like this?

What did he do wrong?

"Please!"

But the two guards had no expression on their faces and did not take them seriously: "If you are a little bit of injury and illness, you will be shouting to death. Do you know what injuries the soldiers on the battlefield have suffered? Do you have anyone shouting like you?"

"You!" Xianglan was so angry that her fingertips were trembling!

They are simply unreasonable, they are clearly trying to make things difficult for them!

It's useless to ask them!

Xianglan rushed out, doctor, she looked for it herself.

Behind him, there was still a sneering voice from the guards: "You don't have to waste your efforts. I'll see which doctor in the mansion dares to treat your young village leader!"

Xianglan didn't believe in evil and started looking for it in the mansion.

Doctors are now concentrated in the backyard, and there are indeed many seriously injured soldiers in the backyard.

Chu Qingge is not here. She is either in the casting site or in the pharmacy.

All the things to care for the wounded were basically handed over to the doctors unless the seriously injured patient needed her treatment.

Xianglan looked around and asked around, but heard that she was going to treat the young master, and all the doctors shook their heads and said that they were very busy.

Xianglan knew that it was Chu Weiyun who gave the death order and did not allow any doctor to visit the young village leader.

Chu Weiyun is really too ruthless and too ruthless!

She returned to the yard in a daze. She looked up and saw the figure walking into the pharmacy holding the medicine.
Chapter completed!