The weather in July was getting hotter and hotter, and Murong Shu was even less willing to go out. He stayed in Guiningyuan every day to read books. He had iced sour plum juice cooked by Xiaotao and sketchbooks secretly brought back by his brothers. His life was very comfortable.
Before traveling through time, Murong Shu thought it was impossible to live without air conditioning. But when he really came here, he found that as long as he had money, everything was possible. He didn't have to go out or go to work, and there were people serving him every day. Murong Shu said it was great.
However, she still misses modern convenience, delicious food and communications. But since she is here, she might as well make the best of it. She can't go back anyway, so she might as well enjoy it.
That afternoon, Murong Shu was enjoying the breeze in the yard and eating iced fruit when Er Zhu ran in with Wen Ye. "Miss Mu, I'm sorry for the offense. My third brother is ill. Please come with me to the Wen Mansion to see him."
Murong Shu was so shocked that she dropped the fruit in her hand. She was still communicating with Wen Jing yesterday, so why did she get sick today? She stood up quickly and said, "Second Master, wait a moment. I'll go back and get the medicine box and leave."
Murong Shu walked and ran back to his room to get his medicine box, then followed Master Wen and quickly walked out of the mansion. At the door, he met his eldest brother who had returned early. After explaining the situation, Mu Sishu rode his horse and took Murong Shu to the Wen Mansion first.
Mr. Wen looked at the carriage he brought and could only tell the driver to return home quickly. He was very anxious, but he firmly believed that as long as Miss Mu went there, there would be a way.
Wen Fu Ting Zhu Xuan.
Because Wen Jing suddenly fell ill, Ting Zhuxuan was in a mess, the old lady was crying and about to faint, and the first and second ladies were trying to persuade her.
Madam Wen wanted to persuade her sister-in-law to go back because she was pregnant, but she was really worried about the current situation. Her third brother was ill, and it was impossible for her to go back to the yard by herself. Seeing her shaking her head, Madam Wen let her do as she pleased.
"Zhi'er, go check at the door. Why hasn't your second brother brought Miss Mu here yet?" Wen Jing locked himself in the room, and they couldn't get in. It was the same every time he had an attack before, but they could vaguely hear the painful and suppressed voice of their third son.
Prime Minister Wen was also in great torment at this moment. He originally thought that he had found someone to break the curse and his son would no longer have to suffer this torture. However, he did not expect that his son would fall ill again just a few months later.
Could it be that the person who lifted the curse would not stop getting sick, but just reduce the frequency of the illness? Wen Shoufu suddenly felt that he had understood the truth, and looking at his little grandson beside him, Wen Shoufu could not accept it at this moment.
Wen Zhi did not dare to delay. After hearing his father's words, he hurried to the door, completely losing his usual composure. He even felt a little regretful that he should have gone to the general's mansion to pick up Miss Mu himself.
As soon as he arrived at the door, he bumped into Murong Shu and Mu Sishu who were riding horses. "Miss Mu, you have had a hard time on your journey. Please follow me."
"Lord Wen, I'll go ahead. Sorry!" Murong Shu didn't want to follow him. It might be faster if his brother took him with him.
Before Wen Zhi could react, he saw Young Master Mu using Qinggong to take Miss Mu away first. Wen Zhi hurried back to Tingzhuxuan.
Under Murong Shu's guidance, Mu Sishu and his sister arrived at Tingzhuxuan smoothly.
Murong Shu didn't have time to greet anyone before asking, "Where is the patient? Why did he suddenly get sick? Is he conscious now?"
As a doctor's habit, Murong Shu asked the question in his mind directly, but he left everyone dumbfounded. Fortunately, Prime Minister Wen remained calm.
"Ms. Mu, Ziyu locked himself in his room when he got sick. He also locked himself in his room when he got sick before, and he recovered the next day."
Murong Shu was shocked when he heard the Prime Minister's words. What kind of logic is it to not see a doctor when you are sick and to lock the patient alone in the room?
Murong Shu tried to push the door open, but it wouldn't open at all. He turned to his eldest brother and said, "Kick it open!"
Although they were at the Wen family, Mu Sishu saw anger on his sister's face. His feet reacted faster than his brain and he kicked the door, which then collapsed with a loud bang.
Murong Shu walked straight in. Mu Sishu knew that his sister didn't like to be disturbed while seeing a doctor, so he stood at the door.
The incident happened so suddenly that Madam Wen even forgot to cry. The first and second wives were also confused. Wen Yu stood beside his grandfather with his mouth wide open in shock.
Prime Minister Wen wanted to explain, but he didn't know what to say. However, seeing that Murong Shu was so worried about his son, Prime Minister Wen felt relieved.
Madam Wen also wanted to go into the house to see her son, but when she saw her husband shaking his head at her, she could only stop and sit in the yard waiting.
Murong Shu was stunned when she walked into the room carrying the medicine box. She saw Wen Jing, who usually loved to joke with her, curled up in the quilt with a pale face, frowning, and shivering all over. He seemed to be trapped in deep ice. At this moment, he was not very conscious, as if he was immersed in another world.
Murong Shu felt extremely distressed at this moment. This feeling seemed to come from the depths of his heart. Murong Shu put his fingers on Rong Jing's pulse. The pulse was disordered and the patient seemed to be experiencing both ice and fire.
Murong Shu called Ju Yu softly, and Wen Jing slowly opened his eyes. Seeing that it was Murong Shu, his eyes seemed to be clearer in an instant. He excitedly grabbed Murong Shu's hand and said, "Shu'er, you're here. I'm fine. Don't be afraid."
Murong Shu's heart ached violently. She reached out and touched Wen Jing's forehead, trying to smooth out his frown. A chill flowed through Murong Shu's hand into her body, and her whole body became cool. She was pleasantly surprised to find that Rong Jing slowly calmed down.
Murong Shu's left hand was still held by Wen Jing. She tried to pull it out to give Wen Jing an acupuncture, but Wen Jing held it even tighter.
Murong Shu had no choice but to coax Wen Jing to let go of his hand and hold hands after the acupuncture. Wen Jing seemed to really understand and slowly let go of Murong Shu's hand. Murong Shu hurriedly found the silver needle and gave Wen Jing a few injections.
After the acupuncture, Wen Jing seemed to become uneasy again, and kept calling Shu'er. This time, Murong Shu took the initiative to hold Wen Jing's hand, and then Wen Jing slowly calmed down.
Murong Shu tried a few more times and she found that as long as her hand left Wen Jing's hand, Wen Jing would immediately become uneasy. If Murong Shu didn't know Wen Jing's character, she would have suspected that he was a hooligan.
An hour later, Murong Shu called all the Wen family members and her eldest brother in. It was not that she didn't want to go out, but Wen Jing refused to let go.
When everyone came in, they found Wen Jing lying quietly on the bed, as if he was asleep. He didn't look sick at all. The Wen family was extremely surprised.
Mu Sishu was also very surprised when she saw her sister's hand being held.
Murong Shu coughed awkwardly a few times and said, "You have seen Ziyu's condition. She is now stable, but as soon as I leave...why don't you try it instead?"
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