As soon as they got closer, a very soft sound rang out, and Feng Yinwan realized that Feng Yiyi was not actually unconscious.
She murmured in a low voice, her lips were extremely dry, and her face, which was pale just now, was now flushed, and the heat was amazing.
High fever, chills, and facial swelling are indeed typical symptoms of malaria.
Feng Yinwan's eyes froze, and he stretched out his hand to feel her pulse.
During the whole process, Ye Tinglan stood aside without saying a word, but he did follow her instructions and did not move.
Turning her eyes to meet that scorching gaze, Feng Yinwan's heart skipped a beat, and just as she was about to get up, Zhao Yong rushed in, shouting.
"Hey, Prince Mo, Princess Mo, please get out of here quickly. I'm begging you!"
He covered his mouth and nose with a handkerchief and made a muffled sound, but he still stopped a few meters away in fear of death.
Feng Yinwan glanced at him, stood up and stepped away from Feng Yiyi.
"It's malaria, it's too late, we must save it immediately."
Ye Tinglan frowned slightly when he heard this, and before he could say anything, Feng Yinwan started to give orders.
"Master Zhao, please order someone to fetch a basin of hot water. This princess wants to diagnose and treat Feng Yiyi."
"What?!"
Zhao Yong couldn't believe his ears.
"Wang Wang Wang...Princess! I have invited the most qualified doctor in the capital to come and have a look. There is no cure for this malaria!"
The person who was the first to suffer the disease last night is already dead now. Feng Yiyi's life is said to be gone if she contracted this vicious disease.
Before he could express his emotion, he was faced with a knife in the eye that was handed to him with a biting chill.
Feng Yinwan's pretty face was condensed, as sharp as if she was not the same person as just now.
"Didn't you hear what I said? I ordered someone to fetch hot water. The rest of the people should all leave the cells and wait."
After finishing her words, her beautiful eyes fell on Ye Tinglan, and she added softly, "Except for the prince, everyone else should leave."
Including the group of prisoners in the cell at the front.
There are quite a few prisoners in the prison. Originally, the number of government officials in Jingzhao Mansion was limited, but now that malaria has occurred, people are even more frightened.
Transferring all the prisoners is no small matter.
"Princess, I'm afraid this matter..."
There was hesitation on Zhao Yong's face, but before he could finish speaking, Xiang Ye Tinglan had already spoken.
"Follow the princess's instructions. If anything happens, I will be solely responsible for it."
Ye Tinglan's words were both pressure and reassurance.
When Zhao Yong heard this, he didn't dare to shirk anymore, and immediately nodded, "Yes...!"
Ye Tinglan was in charge, and no prisoner in the prison dared to act recklessly. Within a short while, only Feng Yinwan and Feng Yiyi were left in the prison.
The yamen servant put down the water basin and hurriedly retreated. Feng Yinwan was about to take action, but Ye Tinglan quickly turned back.
Seeing her looking at him with confusion, he explained.
"The prisoners have been temporarily escorted to the prison car. There is nothing going on outside. I will come in to accompany you."
Feng Yinwan felt a slight movement in her heart when she heard the words. She was about to nod when she suddenly thought of something. She paused and her expression suddenly changed.
Seeing her pursed lips and looking at him with a look of embarrassment on her face as she hesitated to speak, I thought she wanted to regret it. Ye Tinglan frowned, and there was a hint of displeasure on her face.
"What's wrong?"
She had clearly promised herself to stay just now.
In an instant, Feng Yinwan keenly caught a hint of resentment, turned her eyes away guiltily, and murmured.
"Your Majesty, can you... go out for a moment?"
I really want to drive him away!
Ye Tinglanjun's face sank, and his thin lips tightened instantly.
Before I could say anything, I heard her awkwardly say, "I need to remove Feng Yiyi's clothes during my diagnosis and treatment."
It was really hard for him to watch such a scene.
Unexpectedly, Ye Tinglan was startled when he heard the words, and the cold air gathered around him suddenly dispersed.
"Why bother?"
Then, Feng Yinwan saw him flicking his sleeves and turning his back.
"..."
It works!
Unable to drive her away, Feng Yinwan shook her head and concentrated on diagnosing and treating Feng Yiyi.
It was half an hour later that the cell door was pushed open again.
Feng Yinwan raised her hand and pulled off the face towel, her bright and pretty face looked a little tired. Ye Tinglan followed closely behind her, her profile was stern, and she still couldn't get rid of the coldness.
Upon seeing this, Zhao Yong hurriedly stepped forward to greet him. Before even a greeting was uttered, Feng Yinwan's instructions had already been given.
"Excuse me, Mr. Zhao, please order someone to get paper and pen."
Not daring to ask any more questions, Zhao Yong immediately waved his hand, "Go quickly!"
The yamen servant quickly took back the pen and ink, Feng Yinwan took it, and within a moment he wrote out a prescription.
She wrote it on the palm of her hand, and the handwriting was inevitably a little distorted, but even so, it could not hide the fact that the words were ugly.
Ye Tinglan watched from the side, inexplicably remembering the note that had been sent to him before, and his expression froze slightly.
He had never seen her handwriting before, so he believed it when he read it. He didn't know that Feng Yinwan's handwriting... would be so recognizable.
For a dazed moment, Feng Yinwan handed the prescription to Zhao Yong.
"Master Zhao, please order the yamen servant to get the medicine according to this recipe, boil it and give it to Feng Yiyi to take."
She had just given Feng Yiyi detoxification pills and used acupuncture to clear away the dampness, coldness and heat poison in the body. With this prescription, she would be able to suppress the malaria.
Zhao Yong did not dare to delay, and immediately ordered the government officials to go to the street to get medicine. After giving the instructions, he looked at Feng Yinwan carefully.
"Princess, does this malaria stop?"
Of course it's not that easy.
Traditional Chinese medicine is slow to take effect, but Feng Yiyi was already very serious when she found out. Whether she can survive it depends on her ability.
Her beautiful eyes lowered slightly, Feng Yinwan spoke, her voice condensed.
"Order someone to carry Feng Yiyi out. If her condition stabilizes after drinking the medicine, she will be sent to another place for isolation."
"All the things she used after she left were burned. All cells need to be disinfected with wine and white vinegar. This disease is highly contagious and must not be taken carelessly."
Zhao Yong nodded quickly and ordered everyone to follow them one by one.
As Feng Yinwan expected, Feng Yiyi's condition did improve after drinking the decoction, and she did not dare to stay any longer. Zhao Yongdang even sent someone to send her out of the city for isolation.
After being so busy, I saw that it was already dusk, and I hadn't had a drop of water since I woke up. Feng Yinwan's eyes blurred, and his body suddenly felt as if all the strength had been discharged, and he felt a little weak out of control.
The crisp breath came from behind and immediately enveloped her. Feng Yinwan sniffed it subconsciously and closed her eyes with peace of mind.
When she opened her eyes again, she was already in front of the General's Mansion. There was a rustling in her ears, and Ye Tinglan leaned over and picked her up from the carriage.
Facing the eyes in front of the door of Shangfu, Feng Yinwan's face flashed with embarrassment, and she quickly struggled to get up. Unexpectedly, Ye Tinglan's steps were steady, and the long arm resting on her knees remained motionless.
Seeing that the struggle was ineffective, Feng Yinwan pursed her lips and had no choice but to make a sound with slight embarrassment.
"Put me down..."
A gaze fell on the top of his head, and before he could say anything, Yu Ping and Qi Xuan rushed out of the house together.