Travel back to ancient times to play danmei

Boss Feng was standing outside Haitang's room, and asked with a gloomy face, "Is there really no other way?"

"Boss, forgive me, the little old man is not good at medicine. Mr. Haitang has been dormant for many days. The illness is complicated and strange. It can't be cured with just one or two doses of medicine..." The doctor shook his head regretfully, packed the medicine box and asked Feng The boss bowed and said goodbye, "Since the doctor can't treat people well, the consultation fee will be waived. Boss Feng should take care of him carefully."

"Please trouble Dr. Liao." Boss Feng personally sent Liao Huichun out, and the people standing outside started discussing. It can't be cured, it seems that Haitang's time is indeed numbered.

Liu Juqi pushed through the crowd and wanted to go in, but someone grabbed his sleeve, "Liu Xu, what are you doing!"

"I'll go in and have a look at Haitang."

"It's true of you. Even the doctor can't tell what the disease is. It wouldn't be bad if it gets infected." The man also kindly persuaded, and behind him there was a coquettish young lady in purple gauze who smiled disdainfully, "Liu Xu, everyone's heart They are all like mirrors, so you don't have to put on an air, if Haitang is gone, you can only be the top card in Zuihuanlou, and you probably won't be too happy in your heart."

Haitang inside seemed to have heard the voices outside, smashed the bowl and cried out sharply, "Get out, get out! Get out of here!"

The spectators behind Liu Juqi all dispersed at once, no one wanted to think about the past friendship at this time, Liu Juqi sighed, the world said that Fengyue people are ruthless, it is true.

Liu Juqi walked into the inner room, and saw the little boy serving Haitang standing at the foot of Haitang's bed with some timidity, muttering questions to Haitang, but he didn't dare to touch him, as if he was afraid of contracting a strange disease.

Haitang's unpainted face looked much younger, lost some of its beauty, and became a little more innocent like a child. He wanted to sit up and vomit, but his face was pale and he couldn't help it all at once. Throwing up all over, describing it as a mess.

The little boy watched anxiously, hesitating whether to help Haitang clean up the dirt, Liu Juqi stepped forward, took a wet handkerchief to wipe Haitang's mouth, and turned to tell the little boy, "What are you waiting for, go get the clean ones. Here comes the clothes."

Liu Juqi poured a cup of hot tea, helped Haitang to lean against him, put the cup against Haitang's trembling lips, and said softly, "Rinse your mouth and lie down, I'll help you change your dirty clothes."

Haitang choked with sobs and pushed the cup away forcefully, pouring all the tea on Liu Juqi's hands, Haitang's face was flushed, tears streaming all over her face, "Liu Xu! Who wants you to pretend to be kind! Stop watching my jokes..."

Liu Juqi was not angry either, he poured another cup and handed it to Haitang, "If I came to see a joke, why would I come to help you?"

Haitang was still stubborn and unwilling to drink, so Liu Juqi had no choice but to put down his teacup, thinking helplessly, how could this kid be so guarded against himself.

He slowly put down Haitang's body with one hand, took the clothes handed over by the little boy, and stretched out his hand to untie Haitang's dirty clothes. Haitang couldn't struggle, so he had to let Liu Juqi do it. After changing into clean clothes, Haitang's emotions also appeared. After calming down, although his face was still cold, he didn't say anything harsh.

Liu Juqi felt that Haitang's symptoms didn't look that serious, and he didn't look like he was dying, so he asked the little boy, "Is your son just weak and vomiting?"

Haitang tightened her thin eyebrows, and she didn't hold back her temper now. Since he was diagnosed, Liu Juqi was the first "brother" who cared about him. Those who flattered him in the past didn't come into the house, they only talked outside Even his servant boy dared not serve him close to him because he was afraid of being infected.

Human feelings are cold, whoever treats himself sincerely, he naturally understands.

Before Xiaotong could answer, Haitang said, "It's the leg, the lesion is on the leg."

"Can I take a look?" Liu Juqi asked.

"Yeah." Haitang said again, "Brother Liuxu, take it easy, I'm in severe pain."

No wonder it was still covered with a thin silk quilt in such a cold day. Liu Juqi carefully lifted the quilt, and saw Haitang's two white and swollen calves, especially the place along the shaft of the tibia. He pressed lightly with his hand, and Haitang He groaned in pain.

"What did the doctor say?"

"It's a tumor, it's sporadic, and I can't control it." Haitang said, tears fell, "It suddenly started to hurt a few days ago, and I didn't care. I thought it was the wind, but I woke up today. It came to be like this..."

"It doesn't look like a tumor." Liu Juqi murmured and shook his head, thinking of the pirate movie he had watched before, his eyes suddenly lit up, the crew members in it seemed to have suffered from such a disease, it was the early stage of scurvy, lack of vitamin C caused.

"Liu Xu! What are you doing here? Don't you think my place is not messy enough? What if another one falls ill!" Boss Feng's expression changed as soon as he came in, and he wanted to blast Liu Juqi out, but Liu Juqi quickly stopped him and said, " Don't worry, Boss Feng, I've seen Haitang's disease before, it's not contagious, it's not a tumor, I have a way to cure it."

Boss Feng half-believingly asked, "You can really cure it?"

"Boss Feng, if you don't believe me, let me ask Haitang." Liu Juqi smiled confidently, turned around and said to Haitang who was listening, "Haitang, do you not like fruits, especially sour ones? Yes, vegetables too."