Shao Qing's body suddenly went limp, and everyone was shocked. The people on the stairs immediately started shouting and yelling.

"Ah Qing!"

At this moment, a loud cry erupted from under the bluestone stage. The person who came was shocked and anxious, angry and terrified. It turned out to be Wei Jing.

Shao Qing was not mistaken. It was indeed Wei Jing who had rushed back.

But he didn't expect that what he saw was the scene of his wife closing her eyes and slowly falling.

…

Wei Jing rushed back day and night, and when his horse was exhausted, he abandoned his horse and galloped away, leaving all his guards behind, and followed Han Xi to the destination.

He did not go back to the county magistrate's office first. He had already remembered the Dharma Assembly. His wife had already written to him about this. He was even more anxious and took a shortcut to go straight to Jinquan Temple.

When he looked up just now, he saw Shao Qing walking out of the hall surrounded by Han Xi, Wang Jing and others, safe and sound, and he was overjoyed.

His wife glanced in his direction, and he was about to call her, but before he could utter a word, she closed her eyes and fainted.

Wei Jing was horrified and rushed forward on tiptoe.

"Ah-Qing, Ah-Qing!"

Wei Jing, dressed in black and dusty, suddenly appeared. He took over his wife and called out to her several times, but Shao Qing did not respond. He was anxious and furious, and shouted: "Why don't you call the court doctor quickly! Where is Yan Ming?!"

His face was gloomy, his eyes were bloodshot, and his expression was terrifying in his anger, which instantly brought everyone who were still in shock back to their senses. Han Xi had already rushed to the Pingcheng officials and brought the court doctor over.

"Quick, come and see how the lady is doing?"

Wei Jing hugged his wife with one hand and held up her wrist with the other, while the court doctor was busy taking her pulse.

"How is it?"

"My lord, Madam's inch pulse, guan pulse, and right cun pulse are all normal, but the left cun pulse is disordered and weak. The fetus in Madam's belly is safe, and the rest of her body is also healthy, except for her head..."

The court doctor also knew that the master was anxious, so he cut to the chase and said directly: "I'm afraid that Madam has bumped her head just now!"

This court doctor was brought all the way from Gaoling. Like everyone else who had come before him, he was very familiar with Shao Qing's chronic illness, and his words hit the nail on the head.

Wei Jing was startled and immediately looked at Wang Jing. Wang Jing knelt down heavily with a thump, ashamed and anxious: "It is true, I am incompetent, please punish me, my lord!"

Wei Jing was so anxious and angry that he didn't even bother to punish Wang Jing: "Yan Ming, is Yan Ming here?!"

Yan Ming is not here. He is a person with a strange personality. And his wife is still in the period of confinement after giving birth. He does not want to join in the fun of this water and land Taoist temple at all. He is still in Pingcheng now.

Yan Ming had always been in charge of treating Shao Qing's head disease. After confirming that the fainting did not affect other conditions and that emergency treatment was currently unavailable, Wei Jing immediately gave orders to prepare a vehicle to return to Pingcheng.

He simply picked up his wife and rushed down the mountain. At this time, Han Xi had returned first, and the captain Wang Zhen who was waiting on the side hurriedly reported that the bandit monks had been subdued, five of them had been killed, the sixth had been captured alive, and the mother and daughter of the Meng family had also been captured.

Hearing about the mother and daughter of the Meng family, Wei Jing's dark eyes flashed with a sinister look, and his voice was as cold as ice: "All of them are taken to the dungeon."

There was no time to deal with these people now. Wei Jing left a sentence and hurried down the mountain.

The court doctor reminded the lady that it would be best if she did not ride in a jolting manner. The carriage was thickly padded, so she did not dare to drive fast, but just slowed down and tried her best to hurry back.

Inside the car, Wei Jing carefully held Shao Qing's head in his arms. Her eyes were closed, her face was a little pale, and she leaned motionlessly in his arms.

Wei Jing felt great pain in his heart, anxious and afraid, and leaned over to hold her face tightly: "It's okay, we will be fine."

He was afraid. He was really afraid that something might happen to her. The head is the head of the human body and could cause too many serious problems.

In recent years, Yan Ming has repeatedly emphasized that she must not bump her head again.

He suddenly felt regretful that he had not been able to hold on a little longer when they were at the bank of the Qian River. If he had been in a slightly better condition at the time, he would not have let her hit his forehead.

Thinking of the shocking bruise on her temple at that time, his heart couldn't help but tighten into a ball.

He was very afraid that if she...

"No, no!"

Wei Jing interrupted his thoughts. If the situation was really critical, the court doctor would not dare to neglect it and would not dare to suggest that he go back to find Yan Ming.

Reason told him that this was the case, but he still couldn't control his fear. He could lose everything in this world except her.

Wei Jing kept trying to check his wife's breathing and pulse, and fortunately the situation he was worried about did not occur. The carriage shook slightly, and after an ordeal that felt like a year, we finally made it back to Pingcheng.

Someone had already ridden back and found Yan Ming waiting in the main courtyard.

When he saw Wei Jing rushing in with someone in his arms, he frowned and said angrily, "Haven't I told you many times? She must not bump her head again until she is fully healed!"

There was no point in saying more now, Wei Jing asked anxiously: "What if it gets bumped? What will happen? Will his life be in danger?!"

When he asked the last question through gritted teeth, the anxiety on his face could no longer be concealed. Yan Ming frowned and said, "I don't know. It depends on the specific situation of the collision."

He could understand Wei Jing's fear and immediately looked at Shao Qing's expression, then added: "Her life is not in danger."

Wei Jing took a deep breath: "That's good, that's good."

The thing he feared most would not happen. His cold hands and feet had finally regained some temperature. He felt a chill on his back and his heavy shirt was soaked with sweat. He couldn't help but close his eyes.

I feel a little relieved, but I am still anxious. My life is not in danger, but I don't know how my wife's illness is doing.

The group rushed into the main room. Wei Jing carefully put Shao Qing down, and Yan Ming immediately sat down and concentrated on listening to his pulse.

He took the pulse for a long time. After taking the left hand, he switched to the right hand. His expression became increasingly serious, which made Wei Jing's heart, which had just been relieved, rise again.

"Cunshan, what's going on?"

You could hear a pin drop in the room. After a long while, Wei Jing saw Yan Ming withdraw his hand and asked anxiously.

Yan Ming shook his head slowly without saying anything. He then reached out to flip up Shao Qing's eyelids and carefully touched a few spots on her temples.

He finally said, "We need to wait until she wakes up to see for sure."

What's going on?

Wei Jing was uneasy, but Yan Ming said nothing more.

He soon realized why he had to wait until his wife woke up to diagnose the disease.

…

Shao Qing felt that she was dizzy for just a moment, and it didn't last long. After regaining consciousness, the first thing she felt was her waist and abdomen.

Everything is normal, no pain or itch.

She was overjoyed when suddenly a low male voice came to her ears.

It was low, mellow, and slightly hoarse from fatigue, yet extremely familiar. It was none other than the man she missed every day, Wei Jing.

Shao Qing was overjoyed. He opened his eyes, pushed himself up on the bed and sat up.

"Husband?"

Wei Jing came to the bedside almost immediately, half supporting and half hugging her with his familiar arms. He asked with concern: "Ah Qing, you kowtowed, are you feeling unwell?"

Feeling Unwell?

Yes, a little dizzy, but not serious. Hearing his voice trying to suppress his anxiety, she hurriedly comforted him, "No, just a little dizzy, it's okay."

Shao Qing was in good spirits, the paleness on his face had faded, and he was smiling. Seeing that everything was normal, Wei Jing's heartstrings, which had been tense for half a day, suddenly relaxed.

He smiled and was about to say that's good, but at this moment, his wife looked up at him and asked curiously.

"Husband, why don't you light the lamp?"