"If you smile again, I will pull out all your teeth if you don't get a quick diagnosis and treatment!"
Looking at Song Yichen's arrogant laughter and the deep blue eyes that seemed to see through his thoughts, Xuanyuan Qing almost burst into tears. He was angry at himself for why he could see through it so easily. When he became angry, he shouted with a sullen face.
Scolding, with the intention of shouting at Song Yichen with a shout that would scare even a dead person to jump out of his coffin.
No! It should be a threat!
However, Song Yichen smiled even more happily when he looked at his hideous and ferocious look, and was not frightened at all by his appearance.
But when he saw Duanmu Minya's increasingly pale lips and strange blush on her face, he immediately put away the cheerful smile on his face, lowered his head seriously, took Duanmu Minya's right hand, and said seriously
Bring your energy.
Song Yichen's sudden change of expression made the angry Xuanyuan Qingtian forget his anger, made Xiao Lin forget his fear, made Butler Lin and the guard forget to smile, they all looked at Song Yichen, looking at him frowning slightly.
Ya take your pulse!
Song Yichen checked his pulse very carefully, and his sword-shaped eyebrows wrinkled tighter and tighter over time, until they finally turned into a small mountain peak, standing over his eyes that were bluer than the deep sea.
"Ah sneeze!"
Xuanyuan Qingtian forgot that he was already soaked, so he just stood in front of the bed in embarrassment, but just for a while, he sneezed! He sneezed violently.
Xuanyuan Qingtian sneezed like this, and Xiao Lin over there suddenly woke up. What a tragedy! What a misfortune!
She even forgot to find clothes for the prince to change into. Thinking of this, she quickly ran to the closet to find a set of clothes.
"Your Majesty! Please change your clothes, all slaves deserve to die!"
"My lord, hurry up and change your clothes, lest you fall ill later and they don't know who to take care of. I don't have time to take care of another one."
Song Yichen, who was checking his pulse, raised his eyebrows slightly, glanced sideways at Xuanyuan Qingtian, and then looked at Duanmu Minya, indicating that he still had an important patient on hand.
Xuanyuan Qingtian frowned and glanced at Duanmu Minya, then followed Xiaolin to change clothes behind the screen without any further objection.
Song Yichen here took his pulse and immediately prescribed medicine for Butler Lin to cook. Butler Lin immediately took the order and left.
Then Song Yichen ordered Xuanyuan Qingtian to quickly clean the whip marks on Duanmu Minya's body, while he prepared the potion outside the hall and asked Xuanyuan Qingtian to apply it on Duanmu Minya's body. In this way, they were busy separately.
Xiaolin kept changing the hot water, and finally, after a while, everything was done, and everyone was tired and stretched out on the chairs to catch their breath!