Chapter 474 Quack

Yun Chen put his hand close to Yan Shijiu's nose to feel his breath, his expression changed slightly, and then he touched his forehead, which was burning hot. Did he have a high fever?

"Are you feeling bad that I ruined all the treasures in his study, and you're so angry that you're sick? You're just being stubborn and pretending to be angry if you say you're not! It must be!"

Yun Chen put down the conclusion of "incompetent doctor" and prepared to get up to call the court physician, and then call Yan Shijiu's personal servant to serve him.

Although Yan Shijiuran was fainted from the burn, he did not loosen his grip and still held her wrist tightly, making it impossible for her to pull it free.

She tried to put her feet on the bed and pull her hands out with force, but the quilt on the bed was soft and slippery, and she couldn't exert any strength. She could only stand up with a bent waist and continue pulling from a different angle.

Unexpectedly, Yan Shijiu was like the gum that entangled her. She tried to stand up straight and pull her hand out, but his body also arched up with her movement, still making it impossible for her to exert any strength.

After trying this several times, Yun Chen became a little impatient. He sat down on the couch, stepped on his shoulders and chest with his feet, and tried his best to pull his hand out.

When she finally broke free, her wrist was already red and swollen.

She hurriedly called the court doctor to treat Yan Shijiu.

Hearing that Yan Shijiu had fainted due to a high fever, Xiaoyue'er, Lan Qian, Yan Shijiu's servants, and Wan Chen all rushed over in surprise.

Because Yan Shijiu was tall and strong, and he practiced martial arts, he almost never got sick, let alone fell ill.

The court doctor took Yan Shijiu's pulse and said:

"Master, your yin is deficient and your fire is excessive, your qi and blood are depleted, and you are overly worried. This time, the evil wind has entered your body. I will prescribe some medicine, and Master, take good care of yourself to avoid damaging your kidneys and sperm."

A large group of people around, including Yun Chen, nodded like chickens pecking at rice.

After listening to the whole article, Yun Chen remembered the two words "kidney" and "deficiency".

Thinking about how Yan Shijiu had been busy with her all day in the mansion since their marriage, and how he was often summoned to the palace by Nan Lijun at night, it must have taken a lot of effort. Yun Chen looked at Yan Shijiu with sympathy, and couldn't help but sigh and shake his head. Then he heard the mansion doctor say in surprise:

"Although the master is tired, he has been recuperating for many years and has always been in good health. How could the evil wind enter his body out of nowhere?"

Everyone around was silent and looked at Yun Chen in unison.

She raised her hand cautiously, looking a little embarrassed:

"He was sleeping in the yard, and I just let him go. Sorry, it's my fault..."

The court doctor looked choked, thinking, "In the middle of winter, who would allow a grown man to sleep in the open air?" But he still said respectfully:

"It's okay, it's okay, Madam, don't worry. Illness is like a mountain falling. People who eat grains and cereals are bound to get sick. Let the master rest well this time, and Madam, just keep an eye on him. Hey? Why is there blood on this couch? It seems to have seeped from the sole of the master's boot. Oh my god! How could the wound be so deep? Where did the broken porcelain come from?"

Everyone in the room looked at Yun Chen at the same time. She looked embarrassed and raised her hand again slowly:

"Well...it was me...I accidentally knocked something over in the study and he got his foot hurt. I'm so sorry..."

The court doctor's eyes widened, and he looked at Yun Chen with the suspicion of an "assassin killer". He touched his beard to cover it up, coughed twice, and laughed awkwardly:

"It's okay, it's okay. The master loves his wife and naturally can't let her get hurt. I'll just prescribe some bandages. By the way, my lady, do you know what the bruises on the master's chest and shoulders are? They're so swollen, like he was stepped on by a bear?"

This time, Yun Chen did not answer. He swallowed and looked at the court doctor with a conflicted expression.

The court doctor's mouth twitched for a while, and he said, "Okay, don't say anymore..." Then he picked up the medicine box and hurried to get the medicine.

Everyone in the room immediately got busy.

Yan Shijiu's personal servants were busy changing Yan Shijiu's clothes and bedding. Wan Chen took off Yan Shijiu's boots and treated his wounds.

Even Xiaoyue'er and Lan Qian helped to fetch water and handkerchiefs.

Everyone was busy, leaving Yun Chen standing aside, making way for others, completely unaware of what he should do.

After thinking about it, she decided to leave and give this comfortable dormitory to Yan Shijiu, so that she would not cause any more damage or hurt him.

Without her, Yan Shijiu could live at least a few more years.

Thinking of this, she turned around and was about to leave, but suddenly a burning sensation like a branding iron wrapped around her wrist again.

Yan Shijiu was delirious due to fever and woke up briefly.

His cheeks were red, with an abnormal look of illness. In just a moment, his voice was hoarse and he had no strength to speak. However, he still frowned slightly and begged her in a humble tone:

"Yun Chen, don't go...stay with me...please..."

Yun Chen naturally stopped in his tracks when he was pulled by him.

She felt that it was inappropriate for her to stay here. Firstly, she would kill to protect others, but she never knew how to take care of a patient. She was afraid that Yan Shijiu would be too careless and take half of his life away.

Secondly, since her marriage until today, more than a month has passed, and she has missed Huo Gannian every night.

Even though she and Huo Gannian are now married, she always believes that their hearts are still together. She must maintain the boundaries between men and women for her lover and cannot be alone in a room with a grown man like Yan Shijiu.

She felt that her reasons were quite sufficient and was about to refuse Yan Shijiu when Wan Chen said quietly:

"Madam, we can handle the heavy work of changing the master's clothes, dressings, and grooming. You just need to stay and accompany the master and feed him medicine. After all, the master is doing this for you."

This soul-searching question, asked from a moral high ground, made Yun Chen feel guilty. He was too embarrassed to give any reason and could only agree reluctantly.

"Okay, Yan Shijiu, I won't leave. Just have a good sleep and you'll be fine when you wake up."

She patted him comfortingly and motioned him to let go, but he looked at her with hurt eyes, afraid that she would run away if he let go.

There was no other way, Yun Chen could only raise one hand and solemnly swear to the sky:

"I promise you, I won't leave."

After hesitating for a moment, Yan Shijiu replied with a wronged "Okay" and then fell asleep again.

Yun Chen looked at the servants who were still busy in the room, waved his fist as if he had made some kind of decision, then rolled up his sleeves and started working, spreading thick bedding beside Yan Shijiu's couch.

Just like when she was a bodyguard for Huo Gannian in the Huo Gang, she lay down on the ground next to Yan Shijiu's bed.

Seeing this, Wan Chen advised, "Madam, I'll go get a small bed so you don't have to sleep on the floor. Although the floor is warm, it's still not as comfortable as a bed."

Yun Chen waved his hand and said, "It's okay. I just like sleeping on the floor. It's more comfortable."

So Wan Chen said no more, settled Yan Shijiu, packed up everything, and led all the servants away.

When the door was closed and the room became completely quiet, Yun Chen could clearly hear Yan Shijiu making intermittent "humming" sounds, which sounded as fragile as the whimpering of a newborn puppy.

It seems that the fever is too severe and the person is in great pain.

Yun Chen looked at the basin and towel at the head of the bed.

She wasn't that stupid, she knew she should cool down Yan Shijiu.

She rolled up her sleeves, walked forward, rinsed the handkerchief in warm water, and carefully wiped Yan Shijiu's forehead, cheeks, neck and hands.

She rubbed it over and over again, but his body didn't change much, it was still hot over and over again.

But every time he wiped it, the moment the temperature dropped, he would feel comfortable and let out a soft sigh of satisfaction.

After wiping it countless times, Yun Chen was concentrating on tying a bow on two of his fingers with a handkerchief. He suddenly whispered:

"Yun Chen, let's really get married, okay?"

Yun Chen looked up in surprise, but saw that Yan Shijiu did not open his eyes and seemed to be talking in his sleep.

"It's over. I've become confused and stupid."

Yun Chen once again drew his conclusion from the perspective of a qualified "quack doctor".