Quick Transmigration: After the scum and blackened the male lead, I died and escaped

Chapter 415
Bu Peiyun panicked when he saw the woman's silent appearance.

He even felt that he was going to lose her forever.

He realized he was wrong, dead wrong.

She would never bow her head to admit her mistake, she was too proud, how could the pride all over her body be easily shattered?
Bu Peiyun hurriedly asked the imperial physician who had brought him to diagnose and treat Qing He.

The imperial physician took Qing He's pulse, but the more he felt the pulse, the more he frowned. After a while, he withdrew his hand and replied respectfully.

"Reporting to Your Highness the Seventh Highness, Mr. Jiang's wound was not treated in time, the wound is already infected, and now the high fever persists, his pulse and breath are weak, if this continues, his life may be in danger!"

Only then did the man realize the seriousness of the situation.

She is going to die!
no!She can't die!
She hasn't married him yet, and she hasn't been responsible to him, how can she just die like this?

"I order you to heal her at any cost. If anything happens to her, I will only ask you!"

The doctor was so frightened that he quickly knelt on the ground and spoke tremblingly.

"Reporting to His Majesty the Seventh Highness, Mr. Jiang is seriously ill now, and he should take good care of him, but the prison is dark and humid this day, even if I prescribe medicine, the old illness will relapse..."

The man did not hesitate at all, and with an order, Qing He was moved out of the dungeon that night, and sent to the Seventh Prince's mansion in a disguised form.

Therefore, during the period when Qing He was in a coma, Bu Pei Yunyi took care of her in person in a puzzled manner, for fear that something might happen to the one he loved.

When Qing He woke up again, he found that he was no longer in the dark and damp prison.

But looking at the decoration, it doesn't look like her own home, she is sure that this is a completely unfamiliar environment.

When she lowered her head and saw someone lying on the side of her bed, sleeping, Qing He's expression suddenly became ugly.

She is now weak and even struggles to support herself.

But Qing He didn't want to have any contact with the person in front of her, so she planned to pretend to be dizzy.

Sure enough, after a while, the person who fell asleep beside the bed woke up slowly. The first thing he did when he woke up was to wipe the temperature on Qing He's forehead.

Seeing that the high fever had finally subsided, he breathed a rare sigh of relief.

Then he hurriedly ordered people to prepare soup and medicine, and fed it to her little by little.

Qing He knew that drinking the medicine would make her better faster, so she drank the medicine very cooperatively.

Although the person who feeds the medicine, she hates it very much.

After drinking the medicine, Qinghe obviously felt that she had regained some strength, but she still lay motionless on the bed.

after awhile.

It seemed that someone had entered the room again.

He only heard the familiar voice say displeasedly: "Didn't you say that you will wake up within three days if you take care of yourself? But it's been three days now, why hasn't she woke up yet?"

The imperial physician knelt on the ground with a plop, and said apologetically, "Let my minister take Master Jiang's pulse, and you'll know right away."

Qing He frowned slightly, if the imperial physician was to take the pulse, he would not be able to hide it.

Since she was doomed to be unable to hide it, there was no need for her to pretend.

So Qing He's fingers trembled slightly, a sign that he was about to wake up.

The imperial physician's eyes widened in surprise, "Your Highness Seventh, Mr. Jiang has woken up!"

Qing He slowly opened his eyes, the sunlight was slightly dazzling.

Then she gradually saw who was standing in front of her.

Seeing that Qing He finally woke up, Bu Peiyun could hardly hide the joy on his face.

Then, before Qing He could react, he threw himself into Qing He's arms.

(End of this chapter)