"Chong'er, can you lift your legs yourself?" Gu Qingtong was sweating from exhaustion, but she still couldn't lift Qin Chong's legs. Gu Qingtong could only beg Qin Chong, "Mom is tired and can't lift your legs. Can you fight for your legs?"
Qin Chong didn't say anything, but he held Gu Qingtong's shoulders tightly with both hands. Gu Qingtong was held so tightly by him that she grimaced in pain, but she didn't make a sound. She knew that Qin Chong was just trying to be tough. Sure enough, Qin Chong knocked his teeth for a long time and finally raised one foot tremblingly.
"Yes! That's it! Very good!" Gu Qingtong said excitedly, while busy lifting his foot and putting it in the tub, and then busy patting Qin Chong's other leg, "Good boy Chong, lift this leg again!"
With one leg inserted into the warm water, Qin Chong suddenly shuddered all over. Gu Qingtong hurriedly supported him. Perhaps because he felt comfortable, Qin Chong did not have to exert much effort this time. He lifted the other leg and stepped in. Then, with the help of Gu Qingtong, he sat in the bathtub.
"Are you comfortable?" Gu Qingtong asked softly as she wiped Qin Chong's face with a towel dipped in water, "Is it more comfortable than before?"
Qin Chong was still shivering, but it was obviously less severe than before, and his teeth were not chattering as violently as before. He was just sweating profusely. As soon as Gu Qingtong wiped his face, sweat started to appear on his face again. He was sweating so profusely that he couldn't even open his eyes.
"You must be comfortable just by looking at me," Gu Qingtong pulled a stool over and sat beside the bathtub. While continuing to wipe the sweat off Qin Chong's face, he whispered, "Since it's so comfortable, I'll give you a hot bath every day from now on." The towel moved up and down Qin Chong's thin face and stopped at his neck. Mei Ya looked at the purple patches on his pale skin and her eyes darkened again. "The master chef in the pharmacy said that if there is no antidote for your condition, it may be difficult to get rid of it in this lifetime. But it doesn't matter. I will boil hot water for you to take a bath every day in the future. Every time, some poison gas will be steamed out more or less. Your body will definitely get better and better. Maybe after a few years, when it flares up again, it will just be like a sneeze. It will definitely not affect your future life or your body. I know a little bit of medical skills and I know that your body has been weak all these years. I will think of ways to make up for it for you..."
Gu Qingtong kept on talking, and the hot handkerchief carefully wiped the man's neck and the shoulders above the water. When she was done, Gu Qingtong looked at Qin Chong's red face while throwing the handkerchief, and was immediately startled: "Why are you sweating again so soon?"
Gu Qingtong immediately wrung out the handkerchief and covered the man's face with the warm handkerchief again, covering his wet face and trembling eyelashes.
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June 25, the 34th year of Jiasheng.
Prince Rong's Palace.
That night.
"Your Highness, they're here." Ling Shi'an pushed open the study door and led the man in nightgown in.
"Well, please come in," Zhong Mingzheng nodded, looking up at the two people who walked into the room, his eyes fell on the man who was following Ling Shi'an in black clothes, even his face was tightly covered. Zhong Mingzheng leaned back, leaned on the back of the chair, picked up the tea bowl from the table, looked at the man with interest and said, "Deputy Commander, do you think Prince Rong's mansion is unsafe? You are already in front of this king, but you are still reluctant to take off your mask?"
"I dare not." The man immediately took off his mask, revealing a sweaty face. It was none other than the deputy commander of the Imperial Guard, Zhou Youan.
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