The heroine takes revenge on me, I am a sickly girl, I conquer the country and enjoy happiness

Jing Shiyue diligently studied Miss Lu's medical records over the years. Worried that she might cause trouble after waking up, he devoted some of his attention to her.

Lu Ningshuang stared at the void with lifeless eyes.

She is still trapped in the nightmare and has not come out.

In the dream, Lu Jin left her in the bathroom with the doors and windows closed, and deliberately turned off the ventilation button.

The heat quickly filled the entire space. She felt weak all over as she soaked in the bathtub, and her brain was dizzy from lack of oxygen.

"Lu Jin, carry me out..."

She cried out with difficulty, her voice as faint as a mosquito.

The man leaned against the door, his deep voice half happy and half regretful, "I'm sorry, Miss, see you in the next life."

She was not heartbroken by the man's betrayal, because she had long known that he was a wolf disguised as a dog, and it was only a matter of time before he showed his fangs to her.

But the process of waiting for your life to slowly slip away is really painful. It is an extremely long torture, and every second is infinitely stretched.

Long enough to go over a lifetime of experiences in detail over and over again in your mind.

The pain of suffocation came from the dream to reality. The delicate body trembled slightly, the corners of the eyes turned red involuntarily, and physiological tears shed.

She lay quietly on the bed, her body full of cold silver needles, and purple blood vessels could be clearly seen under her pale and transparent skin.

The girl shed tears silently, her beautiful face was filled with tortured misery, which was heartbreaking for no reason.

Jing Shiyue nervously put down his crossed legs, closed the medical record, and asked a little stiffly:

"what happened to you?"

In his impression, Lu Ningshuang was very arrogant and pretentious, crying at the slightest provocation, which was very annoying.

He even suffered from misogyny at one point.

In all the years I've been treating her, this is the first time I've seen her cry silently.

The girl's eyes slowly focused, and she turned her head to look at him. Her lips opened and closed, and she uttered a very light syllable:

"pain……"

That sound of "pain" was like a cat's claw scratching Jing Shiyue's heart. He carefully considered his words for a long time before finally squeezing out a word of comfort:

"Wait another quarter of an hour. You asked for it."

Well, it doesn't sound like comfort at all, it sounds like hitting someone with your fist.

God knows he has been as tactful as possible!

Jing Shiyue sighed silently, secretly praying that the sickly Miss Lu would not be scolded into tears by his broken mouth.

Otherwise, considering how much the Duke and Duchess of Zhenguo doted on their daughter, he would not be able to leave the Lu Mansion alive.

Lu Ningshuang didn't care about these things. According to the original owner's memory, she looked at this extremely talented imperial physician openly.

He was wearing a navy blue robe, his black hair was simply tied up with a wooden hairpin, his posture was upright, like a pine or bamboo, and he had his own unique style.

Although he had been marginalized for many years and had fallen into depravity by doing odd jobs in the Imperial Hospital, his pride had never been erased.

He is not mentioned much in the novel, but he is indeed a powerful figure.

He only appeared three times, and each time he saved the dying members of the main group.

Alas, another talented person who wants to rebel!

If the child is quiet, he must be up to something!

Lu Ningshuang's gaze made Jing Shiyue feel uneasy. He cleared his throat and tried to change the subject:

"Second Miss, don't worry about the wound on your neck. I have prepared an ointment for you, and it will heal in less than half a month.

Ahem, although I can't get an appointment at the Imperial Hospital, but since the Duke and the Duchess have entrusted you to me for treatment, I would like to ask Second Miss to cooperate with me.

Don’t do things like getting wet in the rain anymore. You should know the condition of your body. If you do it again, even a great immortal won’t be able to save you…”

Why is this person so talkative?

No wonder he was almost blamed at the beginning. It would be strange if the palace fighting bosses could tolerate such straightforward and harsh words!

Lu Ningshuang closed her eyes and waited for what he called quarter of an hour to pass.

Jing Shiyue was also extremely nervous. If possible, he would have liked to fly back immediately.

The time finally came. He plucked the silver needle nimbly, and when he turned to leave, someone suddenly grabbed his sleeve.

A chill ran up from the soles of his feet. He turned stiffly and said with a wry smile:

"Second Miss, what can I do for you?"

The Second Young Lady was acting a little strange today, which made his hair stand on end. He better run away if he has a chance!

Lu Ningshuang gently shook Jing Shiyue's sleeve, looked into his eyes sincerely, and asked listlessly:

"Brother Imperial Doctor~~Can I not take medicine?"

The hidden boss in the novel, who is like a sweeping monk, will definitely be able to save her from the pain of taking medicine if he tries.

Besides, he was her personal physician and should be kept firmly in her hands.

Even if he is imprisoned, he cannot be allowed to defect to the main character group!

The soft and weak voice floated into his ears like willow catkins, tickling Jing Shiyue's ears.

His expression was frozen, and he stared at the girl as if facing a great enemy, but his ears turned red.

Oh, the scheming Miss Lu!

"Can't!"

Jing Shiyue refused sternly and glanced at the movement outside the house. The sleeve that was being grabbed became his throat that was being strangled.

He gritted his teeth and said:

"I can do my best to adjust the prescription and make sure it's not too painful, right?"

"Ugh……"

Lu Ningshuang sighed sadly, "I still have to take medicine. What should I do? Living is painful enough. Can't my brother the imperial physician think of a solution?"

The call of "Brother Imperial Physician" made Jing Shiyue feel creepy all over and a blush appeared on his face.

He lowered his voice to stop her:

"Stop! Stop shouting, Second Miss!"

He smiled bitterly and begged for mercy:

"I am just an ordinary little imperial physician, unworthy of being called brother by the Second Miss.

Also, my medical skills are limited, so I really can’t make you heal without taking any medicine. The best I can do is to make the medicine into honey pills for you.”

That's not bad either.

"Honey balls, I'll remember this, brother doctor~~"

Lu Ningshuang raised her dark eyebrows, shook the young man's sleeve, and smiled brightly and coquettishly.

Mrs. Lu's voice came from the door

"I think I heard someone talking. Shuang'er should be awake. I'll go in and take a look."

Jing Shiyue was extremely nervous, "Second Miss, please let me go. Men and women should not touch each other!"

He pretended to negotiate and didn't dare to force it, because he was afraid that the porcelain doll would break.

The moment the door was pushed open, Lu Ningshuang finally let go of her hand, and Jing Shiyue felt relieved.

"Shuang'er, are you really awake?"

Mrs. Lu took light steps, the surprise on her face obvious.

Jing Shiyue quickly packed up the medicine box, stepped forward, and bowed to Madam Lu:

"Once the hot water is ready, you can prepare for the medicinal bath. The first time, soak for half an hour. After that, soak once every morning and evening for three days, and soak for fifteen minutes each time.

The Second Miss's condition has changed. I need to consult the medical book to change the prescription. I will take my leave now."

Madam Lu nodded, "Thank you."

Jing Shiyue greased his feet, and Mrs. Lu was stunned for a moment.

Doctor Jing is usually very leisurely and calm, why does he look so flustered today?

Forget it, my daughter is the most important.

Mrs. Lu took Lu Ningshuang's hand and repeated the same old story again.

"My poor Frost!"

"That damned little hoof, vicious woman!"