MTL - Raising Wolves-v2 Chapter 38

Changshun was in a bit of trouble when the medicine that had been cooked in the kitchen arrived.

How does this medicine get into the house?

Changshun stretched his neck and carefully looked in from where the window lattice was broken. He was about to be bold and call Ning Juan again when there was a creaking sound from the door.

The bolted door opened.

Ning Juan, who appeared in front of everyone again, had a cloth towel on his face and seemed to have calmed down. He looked in the direction of Changshun, and stretched out his hand, motioning him to bring the medicine.

Chang Shun hurriedly stepped forward and offered the medicine with both hands.

Ning Juan took the medicine bowl and glanced at Jinyiwei Xiaojin who hurried over.

Xiao Jin hurriedly reported: "Report to Your Majesty, Commander Zheng has sent someone to look for someone, and he will bring back the person you mentioned within three days!"

Chen Xiaodao was confused for a while.

Find someone?

Looking for someone?

His Majesty was so anxious that he was completely irrational, and he still had the will to ask someone to find someone?

Xiao Jin continued: "According to His Majesty's order, all those who have been in contact with Young Master Lin and Miss Yu have been thoroughly investigated, including Commander Zheng, they have all gone to the resettlement center for isolation and treatment, and can only leave after three days without symptoms of wind chill , As for Young Master Lin and Miss Yu, they are still in the official office... Your Majesty, do you want to send them to the sick center outside the city?"

Originally, according to the rules, it should be sent directly, but because of Lu Qingze, the top and bottom in charge of this matter have made difficulties.

It is obvious to all that His Majesty values ​​Lu Qingze.

So... How will His Majesty deal with people who are suspected of contracting Lu Qingze's disease?

Everyone was worried about this, so they did not move to Liu Yue and Lin Xi for the time being, waiting for Ning Juan to speak.

Ning Lian lowered his long eyelashes and remained silent for a moment before speaking, "Stay in the official office, deliver medicine every day, and watch at any time."

As soon as these words came out, even Chen Xiaodao and Chang Shun were stunned.

This... should be what Master Lu meant, right?

Ning Juan rubbed the edge of the bowl and glanced at Chen Xiaodao, his tone was neither salty nor light: "Chen Xiaodao was also sent to the resettlement for isolation."

When Zheng Yao and Lin Xi competed, Chen Xiaodao was also present.

Chen Xiaodao didn't expect that he would be named suddenly, so he was dumbfounded. He tiptoed to look at the direction of the house worriedly, and summoned his courage: "Your Majesty, since I have also been in contact with Young Master Xiaolin, why don't I stay and take care of Young Master..."

Ning Juan gave him a cold look, his dark eyes like ice lakes: "I'm not discussing with you."

Chen Xiaodao always felt that His Majesty wanted to break his neck, and shrank his head silently.

Xiao Jin swallowed his saliva. Although he knew that it was not the time to speak, he still asked for instructions: "Then, Your Majesty, what should I do with the bandits caught tonight?"

"Except for the good people who are in the registry," Ning Juan said without expression, "all of them were dragged in front of Pan Jingmin and the leader of the thieves, and dealt with one by one."

To deal with one by one means to...

Xiao Jin's eyelids jumped, and he lowered his head silently: "Yes!"

After fulfilling what Lu Qingze said, Ning Juan didn't say more, and slammed the door with no expression.

The meaning is obvious: don't come in and get in the way.

Changshun scratched at the pillar, wanting to cry without tears: "My lord..."

Ning Juan forgot all the people outside, took the medicine bowl, and went straight back to the bed.

Lu Qing had fallen into a coma, almost silent, lying on the bed quietly.

He didn't dare to change Lu Qingze's clothes, for fear that Lu Qing would catch a cold, so he only loosened his hair to make him more comfortable.

The long black hair was spread out, making the face paler and paler. Because of the abnormal redness of the cheekbones, the tear moles at the corners of the eyes were reflected in it, dyed by the crushed flower juice as thick and bright, exuding A sickly and fragile beauty.

Ning Juan didn't dare to look at it, such a flourishing appearance was always shocking, worried that it would be broken in the next moment.

Before he became ill, the imperial physician could not determine whether Lu Qing was infected with the epidemic or the common cold. To be on the safe side, he prescribed preventive medicine.

Ning Juan undid the cloth towel, and first took a sip of the dark potion in the bowl.

Its bitter medicinal taste spread in the mouth, and the temperature was just right.

He swallowed his face without changing his face, put the medicine bowl on the side, scooped the medicine with a porcelain spoon, and squeezed Lu Qingze's chin with one hand, forcing him to open his mouth slightly. Qing Ze actually didn't like to drink medicine.

The person sent to the Lu Mansion will regularly report to him the situation in the mansion, many of which are trivial matters.

For a while, Lu Qing often couldn't sleep, and often woke up in the middle of the night with sweating, so he ordered the people from the Tai Hospital to prepare new medicines and send them to the Lu residence.

Soon the dark guard who was on duty in the Lu Mansion reported that Mr. Lu often procrastinated in drinking medicine, and sometimes he would secretly pour the medicine into the flowerpot when no one was paying attention, leave an empty bowl on it, and pretend to drink it by himself. .

Even if the dark guard finds out, he can't say anything, and Chen Xiaodao can't do anything about Lu Qing.

Ning Juan was angry and funny, so he took time off to stay in Lu Mansion for two nights.

In front of him, Lu Qing turned out to be very honest, and even very calm, he drank all the medicine in one breath, so that Ning Juan had nowhere to teach him a lesson.

He actually didn't like it.

If he doesn't like Lu Qing, he hides his true emotions in front of him.

"Teacher, this medicine is not bitter." Although he knew that Lu Qing couldn't hear it, Ning Juan still whispered to coax, "I will also drink it with you, and when you wake up, let the kitchen make your favorite candy steamed cake. cheese."

The medicine was fed to Lu Qingze's mouth, and there was no hindrance to feed it in - this is all Lu Qingze's body inertia. In the two years he just woke up, he occasionally had a severe cold, and he might faint for a while. God, the medicines during the period are all fed like this, which is quite worrying.

Just no matter how you get used to it, if you don't like it, you don't like it.

Lu Qingze's brows furrowed deeply, and he made an unconscious resistance sound.

The medicine is getting more and more bitter.

Drink reluctantly.

He was inseparable from medicine in his last life. He didn't know how much he took from childhood to adulthood. He lived a new life. Although his heart was fine, he became even more ill. He took medicine every three days when he was sick, and he was very reluctant to drink it.

Ning Juan didn't expect that Lu Qing would resist so much when he was in a coma.

But while resisting, he resigned with a hint of helplessness, and swallowed the medicine obediently.

When Lu Qing is awake, he will hardly show such a side.

He always seemed to be so gentle and tolerant, but because of this, he became more and more alienated from within. He was just sick, but not vulnerable.

It's rare to see him like this.

Ning Juan stared at him for a while, leaned over and gently smoothed his frowning brows: "Teacher, would you like another sip? You don't need to drink anymore when you're done."

The youth's refreshing breath is very familiar, Lu Qingze's eyelashes trembled, his tightly knitted sweaty brows slowly loosened, and he rubbed his hand silently and obediently, as if absorbing his body The coolness and trust revealed unconsciously made Ning Juan's heart tremble, and the taste was half sour and not bitter, complicated and unspeakable.

Ning Juan took a deep breath and patiently fed the whole bowl of medicine in one mouthful.

Probably smelling Ning Juan's breath, Mrs. Lu, who was rarely a little temperamental, wanted to maintain the image of a reliable adult in front of the students, no longer looked embarrassed, and drank very obediently.

Ning Juan twitched the corners of his mouth, not knowing whether he wanted to laugh or was distressed, got up and untied the curtain of the bed, and walked out with the medicine bowl.

The sky was getting darker, but the lights in the official office were bright. Chen Xiaodao had been taken to the resettlement center. Only Changshun, Chen Ke, and a few dark guards were still waiting in the courtyard. When they saw Ning Juan came out again, they hurriedly looked over.

It didn't take long for Chen Taiyi's gray hair to be soaked with sweat, but he felt a chill in his heart: "Your Majesty, alas, you, you...do you feel any discomfort?"

Although it may not be contagious if you come into contact with it, His Majesty did not cover his mouth and nose when he entered, what if something happened!

Ning Juan glanced at him: "No problem."

Actually he doesn't care.

If Lu Qing is okay, then he is okay too.

If Lu Qing was infected with the virus, he would be unable to treat him and die...

Ning Juan's heart shrank suddenly, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath, not daring to think about it any longer.

Just like when he was on the boat that day, he was tortured by the chest tightness and nausea caused by seasickness to the point of fainting and almost injured Lu Qingze.

Touching the possibility of "Lu Qing will die" a little bit, the blood flowing all over his body seemed to have turned into ice thorns in these dog days, and the pains all over his body gathered in his heart.

"According to the epidemic prevention strategy I formulated, I should also be isolated alone. From tonight, I and the teacher will be isolated in the hospital." Ning Juan opened his eyes and said calmly, "What medicine is the teacher drinking these days? , I just drink whatever medicine, Chen Taiyi comes to diagnose the pulse every day and prescribe medicine, Changshun is responsible for delivering water and eating."

Chen Ke bowed his hands helplessly: "Old minister obeys the order."

After Ning Juan gave a few more orders in an orderly manner, he took out a list from his sleeve and threw it to Changshun: "Release the people on the list to do things, and all future documents will be sent here."

Chang Shun hurriedly caught it with both hands, opened it and glanced at it.

When they first came to Jiangyou, they followed a wave of corrupt and ineffective officials. When Zheng Yao brought his subordinates to catch them, it was like a string of beads. There were only a few people left by the local officials.

It is also because of this that Ning Juan is so busy that his feet do not touch the ground, and many things have to be done by himself.

Just as Lu Qing had expected, Ning Wan, who had first tasted the taste of power, was reluctant to let go, and could not tolerate sand, but he always understood that his personal energy was limited.

Although what actually happened was not what he expected.

Chang Shun couldn't help but secretly glanced at His Majesty the Emperor, who seemed to have completely calmed down.

Although he couldn't see the appearance of being on the verge of losing control before... But with his familiarity with His Majesty, he always felt that this was just a kind of calm that was about to come.

Lord Lu.

Changshun stepped back to give the order, his heart clenched tightly, and he kept praying.

You can, please, don't have an accident.

That night, Ning Juan stayed up all night.

Under the tearful pleas of the old doctor Chen, he did not have to live in Lu Qingze's house.

He opened the window, glanced at the opposite side from time to time, and forced himself to deal with the documents on the table, large and small, including those who Lu Qing said "flattering, bragging, slapping horses".

Then he pulled out his legs and looked across at Lu Qingze.

The stars in the sky turned from bright to dark, and the weeds in the yard were trampled to one side.

When the sky was getting brighter, Lu Qing still didn't wake up.

Chang Shun also didn't sleep all night, and anxiously stayed in the kitchen and stared at the servants decocting medicine.

Although he hadn't slept for two days in a row, Ning Juan did not feel sleepy at all and did not dare to sleep.

He must keep his brain running at all times, otherwise once he relaxes and closes his eyes, his mind will be filled with Lu Qingze's pale and sickly face.

Only Wang Lu Qing is just a common cold, and Wang Taiyi has studied the medicine for half a month to work.

God did not hear Ning Wan's prayer.

At noon the next day, Lu Qing became more and more ill.

He had a high fever all over his body, his breathing was burning, his forehead was hot, Ning Juan was so hot that his fingertips curled up, he turned his head and calmly called Chen Ke over.

The worsening of the wind-cold is similar to that of the sickness in the sickhouse.

Imperial Physician Chen frowned, sighed secretly, and prescribed another dose of medicine to Lu Qingze.

After Ning Juan fed Lu Qingze with his own hands, he observed it for a long time and saw that his breathing became a little smoother, only to realize that he was already sweating.

The room was sultry, and the special cloth towel made it difficult to breathe, but Ning Juan was sweating coldly.

After leaving the room, Chang Shun brought the water basin where the medicine was placed, and the two of them cleaned their hands. Chen Ke considered his words, but he could not persuade Ning Juan to stay away from Lu Qing, so he changed his direction: "Your Majesty, you Let's go back and rest, you see that you haven't rested for a few days, and in two days, Mrs. Lu will be better, but you are ill, so I'm afraid Mr. Lu will not be happy."

"I'm not tired."

Ning Juan's tone was indifferent. After washing his hands, he tore off the cloth covering his nose and mouth without raising his head, took the handkerchief dipped in cold water handed by Chang Shun, wiped his face, the sharp and handsome young face accumulated again. Kind of calm.

Changshun lowered his eyebrows and held the bowl of medicine in both hands.

He took it and drank without frowning.

Chen Ke was in a complicated mood: "…"

He has practiced medicine for decades, and he has seen teachers and students who are deeply in love, but he has never seen Shencheng like this.

It’s okay to be an ordinary person. How could the ruthless emperor’s family give birth to such an emperor who respects teachers and respects Taoism?

Even the old couples who have been married all their lives are not so affectionate. His Majesty does not seem to treat Mrs. Lu at all.

But Chen Ke didn't dare to talk nonsense about these words, so he had to bow again and go back to continue to rush to develop a prescription with his colleagues.

Ning Juan didn't dare to leave Lu Qingze's bed any more, so he simply moved the bookcase to the window of Lu Qingze's house and kept watch at all times.

All day long, Lu Qing was lethargic.

Only woke up briefly in the evening for a few moments.

Ning Juan held his hand, surprised and happy, his eyes were hot, and before he could say "Teacher", he had to say a weak and hoarse scolding: "...Get out!"

And then fell into an endless coma.

Ning Juan pursed his lips, and silently fed Lu Qingze another bowl of medicine.

By the third day, Lu Qing had completely passed out, and he had not even woken up occasionally.

In just two or three days, he seemed to have lost weight again, his silhouette was as thin as a sheet of paper, his robes were all empty, and he was lying on the shelf without sound, his face was bloodless, and his breathing was getting worse. Decay, the gas is like a hairspring.

Not only Chen Ke, but other imperial physicians also came in and out, feeling embarrassed.

According to their experience in the patient center during this period of time, the symptoms of Taifu Lu's persistent high fever and coma are really...like an infection.

Lin Xi and Yu Liuyue's symptoms are like this, but Lin Xi's physique is much better than Lu Qing's, and even if he falls ill, his condition is better than Lu Qing's.

Mrs. Lu, this... nine times out of ten, that's it.

But no one dared to say this in front of Ning Juan, so they could only use their heads to grab the ground again and again, persuade Ning Juan not to get too close to Lu Qing, reduce contact, and put on a cloth to cover his mouth and nose.

Ning Juan had heard it all, but he didn't seem to hear it. He would put on a special cloth to cover his nose and mouth, wash his hands and change clothes when he came out of Lu Qingze's room, but he had to give the medicine by himself, and he would not fake it from others. hand.

A dark cloud seemed to hang over the official office, and everyone who passed by lowered their heads and closed their eyes, their expressions solemn, and they dared not joke.

Fortunately, a few days passed, and none of the people who had been in contact with Lin Xi showed symptoms, including Ning Juan, who was still safe and sound.

On the fourth day, Zheng Yao came out of the resettlement first, but Ning Juan rarely stepped out of the small courtyard and gave Zheng Yao a few words.

A quarter of an hour later, Zheng Yao led another hundred people, galloped on horseback, and left Ji'an Mansion.

After Ning Juan left for a while, an imperial physician and Changshun took care of Lu Qingze in the house.

When he returned to the house, he heard worse news.

Changshun's high-pitched voice tightened like a string, and said in a trembling voice, "Your Majesty, Lord Lu and Lord Lu suddenly can't drink the medicine. The medicine you fed before has all spit out... What should I do, Your Majesty?"

Ning Wan's face suddenly became extremely ugly.

A lot of patients are like this.

The symptoms of wind-cold appeared on the first day, and became more severe on the second or third day, and then began to take medicine and vomit non-stop. This is a precursor to the disease.

Once the disease occurs, the pain will escalate, and many people cannot even endure the pain of life rather than death.

It was clearly the summer heat, but a cold air rushed from the soles of his feet to the back of his forehead. Ning Juan's heart was chilling. The days of sleeplessness seemed to knock him down for a moment, and his body suddenly swayed.

Changshun's voice changed, and Imperial Physician He hurriedly supported Ning Juan: "Your Majesty!"

Ning Juan closed his eyes, raised his hand, motioned them to be quiet, walked to the bed and sat down.

Lu Qingze's eyelashes were naturally closed, as if he was really asleep, the trace of vitality gathered between his brows, and there was a shaky feeling that it was not scattered. The icy big hand caught it, but through a layer of cloth towel, he didn't dare to breathe a little heavier, lest it would shock Lu Qingze's last anger away.

He silently hugged Lu Qingze halfway, Lu Qingze was unconscious, without the slightest strength, his body slumped softly, Ning Juan used a little more force to hold him in his arms , took the medicine bowl from Chang Shun's hand.

Changshun and the imperial physician twitched at the corners of their eyes.

They understand that His Majesty cares about Lord Lu's mood, but this posture...isn't it a bit...

The more Chang Shun looked at it, the more he felt that something was wrong, his temples were throbbing, he stayed there for a while, and suddenly it seemed that a needle had been pricked, and he suddenly pulled the imperial doctor and walked out: "Go ahead, Master Lu will leave it to us. Take care of the family and His Majesty!"

Ning Juan turned a deaf ear, didn't care what Changshun and that name were doing, and carefully fed Lu Qingze a small half bowl of medicine.

Feeding Lu Qingze the medicine was a worry-free thing, and he fed half a bowl without any hindrance.

Ning Juan's heart was only slightly relieved, and the body in his arms suddenly wriggled.

Lu Qing tilted his head, coughed and spit out the medicine he had just drank, his cold white eyebrows were wet with sweat, his breathing was short and urgent, and his thin chest heaved up and down violently.

Ning Juan was afraid that he would choke, so he quickly patted him on the back.

After a long time, Lu Qing calmed down, and he was not very stable in the drowsiness, and his eyebrows were tightly twisted.

Ning Juan shuddered and hugged him tightly, his voice low and hoarse, with a little bit of untraceable prayer and fear: "Teacher, don't vomit, swallow... swallow it, okay?"

Lu Qing didn't even respond at all.

When Chang Shun returned to the room, he saw Ning Juan lowered his head, half of his face buried in the shadows.

Changshun subconsciously held his breath.

His Majesty the Emperor, who was sitting there hugging Lu Qing, was so young, he was clearly the most energetic person in the world, but at the moment, his whole body was shrouded in a sense of powerless despair.

But only for a moment.

When he raised his head again, Ning Juan's eyes returned to normal, he put down the empty medicine bowl, and said lightly, "Continue the decoction and send it."

Changshun opened his mouth, swallowed his words, walked to the courtyard gate, and ordered the guards who were guarding outside to go to the kitchen and bring a bowl of medicine.

Everyone had a very tormented night.

The night is like thick ink that cannot be melted, and it shrouds the sky of Ji'an Mansion. There are no stars or moon in the summer night, as if it was covered by dark clouds, and the official office is brightly lit all night.

Ning Juan accompanies Lu Qing until the dawn again.

He stubbornly insisted that Lu Qing swallow the medicine, but Lu Qing was like fighting against him. Every time he finished drinking the medicine, he spit it out again, torturing Ning Juan's spirit.

But the little emperor's paranoia is also alarming.

Even Changshun wanted to speak, begging Ning Lian to stop tossing, Master Lu's throat was hoarse.

But when he accidentally met the corners of the young emperor's red eyes that seemed to be slightly damp, he couldn't say these words.

Chang Shun lowered his head in fear, thinking in a panic, are those... tears?

The turnaround occurred at noon on the sixth day.

Zheng Yao, who had just returned to the official office two days ago and left with someone, came back.

And brought back a special person.

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Changshun: I found something very important

Changshun: Although His Majesty has not discovered his feelings yet, I have already discovered it =+