Qing Dynasty Transmigration: Unparalleled Fortune

Tong Chenger lived a bitter life. After her death, a self-proclaimed time administrator, Unit 1314, informed her that her difficult life was due to his mistake during his internship. He promised to...

Chapter Seven: One-Day Empress

Returning from the study, he tried to read and do his homework as usual, but he found it difficult to concentrate. Ink dripped from his brush onto the rice paper, leaving stains. Looking at the paper that was about to be wasted again, he became increasingly uneasy.

He forced himself to finish his studies, and when he went to bed that night, he felt extremely thirsty. His throat was so dry, and he wanted to open his eyes, but he couldn't. He felt so uncomfortable, like he was going to die. He wanted to drink water, but there was no water available.

Su Peisheng was on night watch. In the middle of the night, he came to check on his master as usual, only to find that his master's complexion was not right. His face was flushed, and he was mumbling something. Su Peisheng leaned closer to listen and heard him say, "Water, drink water..."

Su Peisheng touched his master's head and found it was too hot; he had a fever.

He immediately called someone in.

"Quickly go to the Imperial Hospital and fetch the imperial physician; the master has a fever."

After giving the instructions, Su Peisheng picked up the tea on the table, helped his master up, and began to feed him.

Although Yinzhen was unconscious, he unconsciously began to swallow the water that was in his mouth, but he still felt uncomfortable after drinking it.

Before long, the imperial physician arrived.

Taking his pulse, I learned that he had been eating less these past few days due to emotional distress, and the recent changes in the weather had also contributed to his illness.

The imperial physician gave him several acupuncture needles, and Yinzhen's face looked less painful, but he still hadn't regained consciousness and appeared to be in serious condition.

The imperial physician prescribed medicine, and Su Peisheng personally oversaw the brewing of it. The medicine was ready, but Yinzhen was unconscious. In the end, Su Peisheng had no choice but to find a tube to get him to drink the medicine.

After a whole night of this, the imperial physician examined the Fourth Prince's pulse the next day and said, "His fever has subsided. He just needs to eat light meals and take a few more doses of medicine for the next few days."

Su Peisheng was still a little worried. Although his master's fever had subsided, his master had not yet woken up!

"Imperial Physician, when will His Majesty wake up?"

"Being sick and weak, he will naturally sleep a little longer. Once the Fourth Prince has had enough sleep, he will naturally wake up."

The Fourth Prince's illness came suddenly, but the symptoms were not serious, and the imperial physicians did not treat it as a major illness.