Shulan woke up when she heard the noise outside.
A voice came from inside the house: "Old Qian has a high fever?"
The soldier quickly replied, "Yes, madam, Old Qian is very hot."
They remembered what the lady had said: Old Qian would come to see her when he had a high fever.
"Okay, just a moment."
Shulan began to get dressed.
At this moment, He Fengmian strode over: "You go first, we'll be right there."
His deep voice was particularly comforting in the darkness.
"Yes." Upon seeing the general, the soldier's emotions indeed calmed down.
He turned and left.
The second year of junior high school also disappeared.
Shulan came out dressed and looked at He Fengmian: "I woke you up. It's still early, go and rest."
As a general, he has too many things to deal with during the day; there's no need for him to stay up all night with me.
After all, when he has nothing to do, he can rest during the day, but the general cannot.
He Fengmian simply picked up her medical kit and said, "Let's go."
He took her hand and said, "It's getting dark, come with me."
"Oh." Shulan actually thought there was a moon in the sky, and it was quite bright; she could see it clearly.
But since he was already holding her hand, she felt bad about refusing his kindness.
I just feel like this bearded guy has been treating me better and better lately?
But then I thought about it again. As a business partner, I've helped him so much. As long as he's not ungrateful, isn't it only right that he treats me well?
The two moved quickly and arrived at the small clinic.
There was a candlelight in the room, and Old Qian was lying there, probably in great pain, groaning continuously.
Everyone was very anxious seeing him like this, but they were helpless.
Seeing them approach, he finally breathed a sigh of relief: "General, Doctor Shu."
Shulan came to Lao Qian's side, reached out her hand, and found his body burning hot.
Knowing that the high fever was caused by an infected wound, he asked the people next to him, "Did you brew the medicine I asked you to keep there?"
Before she left, she asked someone to prepare the potent medicine that night, just in case it was needed urgently, so that Old Qian could drink it immediately.
Someone quickly nodded: "We'll endure it."
He jogged over to bring it over.
Shulan noticed a ceramic pot nearby that was keeping water warm and said, "Add a little boiling water to it, warm it up, and then give it to Lao Qian to drink."
He then instructed, "Bring some white wine and warm water; I need to use physical methods to lower his temperature."
No one understood what physical cooling was, but when they saw the lady taking off Old Qian's clothes to wipe him down herself, they all stopped her: "Madam—"
He Fengmian, who had been standing nearby, also spoke up: "Let me do it."
"No, no, let us do it."
My goodness, these are the Lady and the General! How can we let them do such a thing?
They quickly took the work from her hands and said solicitously, "Madam, let us do it. You just need to teach us how to do it."
"Yes, yes, madam, you just need to teach us how to do it."
Seeing their terrified expressions, Shulan thought it wouldn't be difficult and didn't force them. She said, "Okay, after you pour this wine into warm water, use a towel to cool down his palms, soles, forehead, groin, and carotid arteries... those places."
It's very simple.
The group quickly nodded.
After Lao Qian finished taking his medicine, everyone started trying to lower his temperature physically, but it wouldn't come down.
Shulan could only give him acupuncture.
Time passed second by second.
It was probably that strong medicine, combined with acupuncture, that helped Old Qian finally break his fever at dawn, and his whole body no longer looked like a red shrimp.
Shulan breathed a sigh of relief and said, "As long as I don't get a high fever again tonight, I'll be fine."
She began to prepare the medicine: "During the day, use this prescription."
"good."
After the medicine was prepared, Lao Qian's condition stabilized for the time being.
He Fengmian, who was standing next to him, said, "You should go and rest first."
Shulan glanced at the sky, which was gradually brightening, and said, "It's about time. Let's go check on Uncle Zhao first. I'll go back to sleep after breakfast."
She didn't want to have to get up again after only a short time, as that would disrupt her sleep.
He Fengmian nodded: "Okay."
She came with him to Zhao Yousheng to check on the situation. By the time the acupuncture was finished, the sun was already high in the sky.
He then finished breakfast and went to rest.
Before going to sleep, seeing He Fengmian getting ready to get busy, she advised, "General, you've been busy all night, so try to get some rest as well."
He Fengmian, who was about to go to handle official business, paused. Seeing her concerned expression, his expression softened even more: "Okay."
Then he decisively handed over the official business that needed to be handled to Liu Moyang.
Liu Moyang, who was already extremely busy, was left speechless.
Looking at the affairs, he turned to Wei Ming and asked, "Where is the General?"
Wei Ming reported truthfully: "The General is sleeping."
"Sleeping?" Liu Moyang looked as if he had misheard.
Even the ever-present foxy smile on his face was gone: "Why is he sleeping during the day and dumping all his work on me?"
He had been leaving all his work to himself for a while, but now that his uncle and his family were coming over, he had to keep the old folks company.
But what's the situation now?
She went to sleep and left him to do the hard labor.
Is this really going too far?
"..." Wei Ming kept his eyes down, looking as if he were just a bodyguard who had been sent by the general to deliver something, and that he knew nothing about it.
The more Liu Moyang thought about how he had been worrying about more and more things lately, the angrier he became.
He slammed his hand on the table: "No, I have to go find him."
Wei Ming was about to speak.
"Don't worry about this." Liu Moyang had already rushed out in a flurry of activity.
Wei Ming muttered to himself, "I didn't intend to get involved either."
How could he possibly concern himself with the affairs of the Grand General?
Then, he leisurely planned to take a break as well, since the general needed to sleep, and he could also take a rest.
Liu Moyang hurried to He Fengmian's residence, pushed open the door, and saw the person lying there resting.
"You're really sleeping?"
He Fengmian glanced at him with his eyelids raised, then closed his eyes again.
Liu Moyang: "???"
Looking at him lying peacefully on the bed, he really was planning to go to sleep.
Hesitantly, he asked, "Are you feeling unwell?"
This is the first time I've ever been so blatantly lazy.
So he was worried that his friend might be unwell.
"No."
He almost choked, and was even more surprised: "...Then what are you resting for during the day?"
He Fengmian answered truthfully, "She told me to rest."
Liu Moyang was about to ask what it was when he suddenly realized what it meant.
His eyes widened in disbelief: "You just rest because Madam tells you to?"
He Fengmian glanced at him sideways, with an expression that said: "Isn't this obvious?"
Liu Moyang: "He Jianxing, you, you..."
My finger trembled as I pointed at my friend, and after stammering for a long time, I still couldn't come up with a clear answer.
He never imagined that the tall and strong He Jianxing would be afraid of his wife.
Is it that exciting?
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