What attracts the most attention is the person lying on the bed.

Si Qingshen lay on the bed with his eyes closed, his handsome eyebrows slightly furrowed, as if he was worried about something even when he was asleep.

His face was pale, even paler than the last time Yun Qing saw him. His originally rosy lips also had a faint cold pale hue. He indeed looked sick.

Yun Qing frowned, "What disease did Mr. Si have?"

Changfeng, who had followed because he was worried, heard Yunqing say this as soon as he arrived. He was immediately furious. Just as he was about to speak, he glanced at Si Qingshen and silently lowered his voice, "Aren't you a doctor? What disease can't you diagnose? I think the boss is sick this time because of you!"

Yun Qing turned her head and looked at Changfeng with slightly deep eyes, and there seemed to be a bit of contempt and misunderstanding in her eyes.

It seems to be saying, how could there be someone as noisy as you around Si Qingshen?

Changfeng felt that there was something wrong with Yunqing's eyes. He wanted to say something, but was stopped by Songshan.

Yun Qing sat on the chair beside Si Qingshen's bed, took his arm out from under the quilt, and placed her fair, slender fingers gently on Si Qingshen's cold wrist.

The fingers on Si Qingshen's wrist moved slightly twice, and then she frowned slightly, "Did you give Mr. Si sleeping pills?"

Chu Xiyuan nodded, "Yes, Si Qingshen's illness came on suddenly this time. I saw that he was really uncomfortable, so I gave him sleeping pills and painkillers."

Yun Qing glanced at him lightly. Although Chu Xiyuan had asked her to treat Si Qingshen, no one here was going to tell her what was going on with Si Qingshen now.

I don’t know what’s going on in these people’s heads, but fortunately it’s probably not a life-threatening disease.

Yun Qing looked at Si Qingshen who was lying on the bed for a few seconds, then raised her hand and lifted the quilt on him, revealing Si Qingshen's legs.

Si Qingshen was wearing a pair of loose pants, so she simply reached out and pulled his pants up to his knees.

Yun Qing looked at the color of his legs and frowned even deeper.

She had seen Si Qingshen’s calves before. They had a very healthy wheat-colored skin, and the protruding muscles could be vaguely seen.

But now, the color of Si Qingshen's legs became slightly darker, and some of the joints even had a hint of purple.

Yun Qing reached out and pinched his legs, and just as she expected, his legs were very stiff.

Ever since Chu Xiyuan saw Yun Qing lift up Si Qingshen's quilt, he focused all his attention on Si Qingshen's legs, and a hint of surprise flashed across his eyes.

He didn't tell Yun Qing about Si Qingshen's illness just now because he wanted to test her. If she really couldn't see it, he would naturally tell her.

After all, Si Qingshen's health is the most important.

But unexpectedly, Yun Qing found the cause of the problem in one go.

Changfeng, who had been looking at Yunqing with dissatisfaction, also calmed down at this time, staring at her movements with burning eyes. Except that Yun Qing pinched Si Qingshen twice, the expression on Changfeng's face was still acceptable.

Yun Qing released her hands that were checking Si Qingshen's legs and slowly stood up, but she did not say anything to cover Si Qingshen with the quilt.

She said, "I suspect Mr. Si's legs may be necrotic."

Chu Xiyuan's face was heavy. It was indeed so. However, they had tried everything but nothing worked.

They really couldn't imagine what Si Qingshen would feel like if he lost both legs after they were paralyzed.

How come Si Qingshen, who was originally a favored child of heaven,...

Chu Xiyuan took a deep breath and suppressed the ups and downs of his emotions. He looked at Yun Qing with a little uncertain expectation, "Can it still be saved?"

Yun Qing's gaze fell on Si Qingshen's legs again. Although according to the current situation, his legs are likely to be necrotic, the worst result would be amputation.

Given Si Qingshen's condition, this alone would not be fatal, so he must have other fatal diseases.

It’s just a pity that the original novel contained very little description of Si Qingshen, and she didn’t learn from the book what other illness Si Qingshen had.

Yun Qing nodded slowly, "The current situation is not the most serious, but we can try acupuncture."

"Will acupuncture have any effect on other aspects of the boss?"

After hearing Yun Qing's words, Chang Feng was silent for a while and then suddenly spoke again.

Yun Qing glanced at him and finally replied, "No, if you believe it, you can try it. If you don't believe it, forget it."

"How can you be so..."...ruthless! Chang Feng was stopped by Song Shan again when he was halfway through his words. Chang Feng pursed his lips and set his sights on Chu Xiyuan.

No matter what he thinks, he is just a warrior, and the matter of curing the disease still depends on Chu Xiyuan.

Chu Xiyuan's face showed some hesitation. He was worried that Yun Qing might not be too gentle, and he was also worried that he would lose the only chance to save Si Qingshen's legs.

Seeing that Chu Xiyuan was still hesitating, Yun Qing sat on the chair beside Si Qingshen's bed again. She said, "If you hadn't let Mr. Si fall asleep, this decision wouldn't be so difficult now."

Chu Xiyuan took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind, "You can try, but I want to watch you."

Yun Qing nodded, feeling that his request was not excessive. After all, Si Qingshen had a special status, and she was just a student with no experience in seeing patients.

It was rare that even though she was in this situation, Chu Xiyuan still found her and wanted her to give it a try.

Yun Qing turned around and looked at the people in the room, and raised her eyebrows slightly, "Why don't you go and prepare the silver needles, otherwise what will you use to prick me?"

Chang Feng's mouth twitched, and he muttered softly, "I originally thought that she might have some skills to take on this job, but I didn't expect that she didn't even prepare something as special as silver needles. She's really unreliable."

Changfeng was dissatisfied, but he still went out to look for the silver needle.

Because of Si Qingshen's sudden illness, they had all kinds of medical equipment ready. In just a few seconds, Changfeng had brought over several kinds of silver needles.

Chu Xiyuan took it with both hands, looked at it carefully, and prepared to hand the silver needle on his left hand to Yun Qing.

However, Yun Qing reached out and took another set from his right hand.

There are slight differences between these two sets of silver needles. The one on the left hand is somewhat easier to control, but I didn't expect Yun Qing to take the other set.

Chu Xiyuan moved his lips, wanting to say something, but in the end he didn't speak.

Yun Qing put the acupuncture bag aside, then raised her hand and lifted all the quilts off Si Qingshen.

But when she saw the clothes on Si Qingshen, she felt a little troubled.

She frowned, tilted her head to look at Chu Xiyuan again, the corners of her lips moved slightly, as if she had something to say.