According to Chang Baicao's findings, the symptoms of this plague were complex. Initially, they presented with headaches, fatigue, aches in the limbs, and a loss of appetite. Then, as in Shen Qinghe's case, she began to shiver and shiver, her teeth chattering. Later, she developed a fever, a splitting headache, and nausea and vomiting.
"I'll go prepare the medicine first."
"Tell me your thoughts later."
"Um."
Ning Que sat beside the bed, looking at Shen Qinghe's painful appearance, and could only hold her hand tightly.
"You silly girl..."
"You were clearly sick, why didn't you tell me?"
"It's also my fault for not noticing your symptoms."
Ning Que sighed softly, feeling guilty. It had been raining for the past two days, and he'd been busy with the affairs of the Daye Lake camp, so he hadn't paid much attention to Shen Qinghe. Unexpectedly, she had persisted all along.
"I thought I just caught a cold..."
Ning Que hugged her and whispered, "Don't do this again in the future. If you feel any discomfort, tell me. If things don't work, there's always Divine Doctor Chang. After all, you're the princess, so it won't be difficult for you to find some doctors."
"Okay, I'll listen to you from now on."
Shen Qinghe smiled bitterly.
She has a good physical foundation.
Even if you get the plague, the symptoms are relatively mild.
"Do you know what the disease is?"
"I guess I guessed it."
Ning Que nodded calmly.
He swatted a mosquito to death.
Looking at the mosquito bites on Shen Qinghe's wrist.
"You got this bag these past two days, right?"
"Um."
"That's right."
Ning Que smiled.
So, everything makes sense.
"What is this disease?"
"malaria!"
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