"Put it next to the bed." Chen Fu said hurriedly
: "Bring it forward and get closer to His Majesty."
The two young eunuchs did not dare to refuse. They looked up at the Emperor and walked over with the charcoal basin.
The charcoal basins were placed one on each side of Xiao Yu's bed, and the two were covered with quilts. Xiao Yu, who was sweating all over, felt a headache from the fumes when he saw this.
The hot air hit his face, and he rubbed his brows with a headache: "Afu, is this too exaggerated?"
The charcoal brazier was burning very fiercely, and Xiao Yu felt like he was being roasted over the fire.
I rubbed my eyebrows with my fingers in pain, and my fingertips were sore.
"Your Majesty, do you dislike my meddling?" Chen Fu met His Majesty's eyes and knew that he must be feeling extremely uncomfortable right now.
But Shen Fu pretended not to see it. Her face was full of worry, and when she looked at him, she said frankly: "I just want to make Your Majesty's condition better."
She lowered her head and her voice was full of grievance when she said this.
"Is Your Majesty blaming me for meddling in other people's affairs?"
Xiao Yu was rarely speechless.
He couldn't blame her. Shen Fu was wholeheartedly doing this for his own good. If he blamed her, he would definitely hurt Shen Fu's heart again.
But he is not sick.
He was roasted by the fierce fire and covered very tightly. Xiao Yu just felt that it was very cold and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back.
But I can't explain it, and I can't make any excuses.
I can only endure it.
"I..." Xiao Yu raised his hand to cover his throat, coughed lightly, and changed the subject: "How could I blame you?"
Only then did Shen Fu burst into laughter.
Lin An walked in, bending over, and this was what he saw.
He leaned closer.
When they saw His Majesty lying on the bed, his face flushed with heat.
Looking at the two charcoal basins placed beside the bed, one on the left and one on the right, his eyes went dark and he felt as if the sky was falling.
Your Majesty, you won't die of heat...
Lin An looked towards the bed cautiously with a worried look on his face.
The Qianqing Palace official lit the charcoal basin, and the temperature was just right. Empress Zhao had added two charcoal basins for no reason and placed them next to the bed.
His Majesty is afraid of heat, and at this moment the quilt is probably full of sweat.
"Your Majesty, the imperial physician is here. Let him examine His Majesty." Lin An quickly motioned for the imperial physician to come forward.
But he knew that His Majesty was not sick.
If he doesn't stop, he will probably get sick even if he is healthy.
"Then the imperial physician should come and take a look quickly." Chen Fu looked at the cold sweat dripping down Xiao Yu's forehead.
Then he quickly stood up and stepped aside: "Your Majesty was fine just now, but now your husband's cheeks are red with fever."
As Chen Fu spoke, she raised her hand and touched the emperor's forehead: "Look, it's hot as hell."
The person who came was not the imperial physician Zhao who had just come. Lin An specially went to invite the imperial physician Wang, the head of the Imperial Medical Bureau.
Dean Wang himself is well aware of the cause and effect of this matter.
He didn't say much, but just opened his eyes and glanced at the bed.
Then he said, "Your Highness, this is internal heat, spleen deficiency causing fire, you must not be too hot."
"Then what does the imperial physician say we should do?" Chen Fu asked humbly.
“First of all, this charcoal basin must not be kept.” Dean Wang was indeed the one who had climbed to the top of the Imperial Hospital.
He lied with his eyes open, but he was very reasonable: "The temperature in the hall is high. If there are too many, it will cause too much anger."
"Secondly, don't cover yourself too much with the quilt. Your Majesty has a high fever and should get some fresh air."
As he spoke, he first had someone move the charcoal basin away, and then had someone take down the three layers of bedding there.
As soon as the quilt was removed from his body, Xiao Yu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
He raised his hand, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and looked at Dean Wang with a look of relief.
Dean Wang did his best to take the patient's pulse.
Shen Fu saw it and a barely perceptible smile appeared at the corner of her lips.
Then, he quickly covered it up again: "Fortunately, the imperial physician is here, otherwise the empress would not know what to do."
Shen Fu said, and then leaned forward: "Then, Imperial Doctor, how should we treat the illness of His Majesty?"
"Your Majesty should be in a peaceful and cheerful mood these days..."
Before the doctor finished speaking, Shen Fu interrupted her: "Besides that, the doctor should prescribe some medicine, right?"
"Medicine?" Dean Wang paused.
There is a smell of medicine in the Qianqing Palace, but this medicine is not for oral administration.
His Majesty is so strong and healthy, he doesn't look like he needs any medicine at all.
"The dragon's body is damaged. Your Majesty is so ill. I am really worried." Shen Fu sighed, her eyes full of concern.
"Your Majesty just fainted from illness. The Queen is really worried. The Imperial Physician should prescribe a new prescription to see if he can get better as soon as possible."
Dean Wang's forehead was already covered with cold sweat. The Emperor was in good health, so how could he prescribe this medicine?
"Your Highness, the Emperor has just woken up. Let's wait and observe him..." Dean Wang tried: "If he doesn't get better soon, it won't be too late to prescribe medicine then."
"Master Wang, are you afraid that His Majesty won't want to drink?" Chen Fu interrupted him from saying the next word.
She stepped forward, stretched out her hand and grasped His Majesty's palm, clasping her fingers tightly: "Don't worry, Imperial Physician, you just need to prescribe the medicine. The Queen will definitely watch His Majesty drink it carefully."
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