37 years old, I became a harem concubine

Shen Huan woke up from the cold, opened her eyes and looked around drowsily, saw Yu Wenyue's hand hanging outside the bed curtain, and subconsciously touched his palm.

Suddenly, he found that the palm of his hand was wet and terribly hot.

Shen Huan secretly thought that it was not good, and lifted the bed curtain to look, and saw Yu Wenyue's eyes were tightly closed, his face was flushed with high fever, and a layer of dry skin appeared on his lips.

He patted his face to wake himself up, and ran to the east room to call Qiao Fu and An Ning: "The emperor is not well, please come in and have a look."

Qiao Fu, a group of imperial physicians, and An Ning stood up and walked in. When they saw Yu Wenyue's symptoms on the dragon bed, they were a little flustered.

Qiao Fu quickly glanced at Yu Wenyue's eyes and checked his pulse, "The medicine has begun to show its full effect, but the emperor can't bear the toxicity of the medicine more than I expected, and now it's a bit dangerous."

"My lord, go to the bed and palm the emperor's head, and I will give you an injection first."

Seeing Yu Wenyue's body trembling slightly, Shen Huan didn't even have time to take off her shoes, she got on the bed and lifted Yu Wenyue's head onto her lap, and was leaned on, her thighs were scalded by the high temperature on his head .

Shen Huan's heart sank suddenly. With such a body temperature, even if the epidemic was cured, wouldn't her head be burned?

Not knowing if she was frightened by Yu Wenyue's symptoms, Shen Huan shivered.

Qiao Fu, who was applying the needle, saw that he was shivering, and stopped the hand holding the needle, but he didn't say anything, and continued to give Yu Wenyue the needle wholeheartedly. on his head.

After giving Yu Wenyue the needle, he said to Shen Huan: "My lord, I will give you a pulse."

"..." Shen Huan paused, got off the dragon bed, and reached out to him.

Qiao Fu put his finger on it, and asked him after a while: "When did my little master feel cold?"

Shen Huan replied: "It was about the ugly moment in the night. When I got up to see if there was anything unusual about the emperor, I felt a little cold."

"Do you feel anything in your mouth?"

"A bit bitter."

Qiao Fu withdrew his hand.

The most obvious symptoms of this outbreak of the epidemic in the palace are fear of the cold, shivering, no taste in the mouth, and bitterness.

These few, Shen Huan hit all of them.

It should have been infected yesterday when Shen Huan was handling Yu Wenyue's vomit. Although he was wearing a face scarf and his hands were wrapped in cloth, the epidemic was pervasive, and he was caught.

Shen Huan already knew her situation from his expression, and took a few steps back: "Doctor Qiao, I have just contracted the epidemic, can I use the prescription you prescribed?"

Qiao Fu nodded: "It can be used, but my lord, you have seen the symptoms of the emperor taking this medicine. The poison in the medicine is very poisonous. If you are not careful, there is no good way for me."

"It's okay, I don't have to choose at this point." At this moment, Shen Huan suddenly understood why Yu Wenyue knew that Qiao Fu's prescription was dangerous and had to take it.

If you don't take the medicine, you will die, but if you take the medicine, you still have a chance of surviving, so he also made the same choice as Yu Wenyue.

Qiao Fu nodded, and said to An Ning: "Eunuch An Ning, look where Zhao promised to be arranged, he is the first person besides the emperor to take this prescription, I want to see how Zhao promised to react to this medicine .”

Those who contracted the epidemic in the palace either obeyed the orders of the inner eunuchs and guards and went to Xinzheku for concentrated treatment, or they were killed on the spot.

Qiao Fu went to Xinzheku with the imperial physicians, and it had become a purgatory on earth. There were not so many medicines and manpower in the palace to treat and take care of them. People died every moment, and then the corpses were killed by people who had been infected with the epidemic. Drag it to a corner and burn it.

Zhao promised that if he went to Xinzheku...

Then there is really no return.

An Ning thought for a while, looked at Shen Huan who had been doing her best to take care of Yu Wenyue two days ago, and said after a while: "Then follow what Doctor Qiao said, and arrange the young master Zhao at..."

Where to arrange it, An Ning was in trouble.

Now the Hall of Mental Cultivation is deserted and deserted. There are palaces, but it is not suitable for him to live there.

It was Qiao Fu who said next to him, "The left and right Zhao promised to have the same symptoms as the emperor, so it's better to stay in Dongshao, so that we can compare the efficacy of Zhao's promise and the emperor's medicine in time."

"Ah."

This matter was settled like this, Shen Huan didn't need to move to other places, and lived on the kang in the east room. If it was before, he would never be able to sleep here.

The maid who served before brought Shen Huan a new quilt and mattress, and gave him a basin for vomit.

At first, Shen Huan felt that her spirit was not bad, but just as it was daylight outside, his face turned pale, and he couldn't stop vomiting while lying on the kang.

What she vomited at first was what she ate, but slowly she vomited only the sour water in her stomach, which made Shen Huan dizzy and her throat hurt.

Shen Huan has served Yu Wenyue these days, knowing that this is a sign that the epidemic is getting worse and worse, Qiao Fu has boiled the medicine for him and Yu Wenyue today, and said to Shen Huan: "My lord, your medicine The amount should be lighter, after you drink it, the high fever may subside for a period of time like the emperor, and then it will become more serious than before, but as the high fever gets worse, your vomiting symptoms will be much better."

Shen Huan leaned weakly on the pillow, still feeling cold under the thick quilt.

He nodded, took the bowl and drank it sullenly: "Thank you, Doctor Qiao."

"You and a few people from the Taiyuan Hospital have survived so badly that I will look at the emperor tonight. I can still move left and right, so squint your eyes."

"How can this be done, you are a patient."

"Your vigor and energy are not as good as my patient's. Go ahead." He had passed Duan An's birthday at least, and every day in the Great Buddha Hall, except for doing small things, he just rested with Qingzi Xiaoxi. During the epidemic, it is much better to stay up day and night.

Qiao Fu saw that his condition was indeed not too serious, so he bowed to Shen Huan: "Then, on behalf of the comrades in the imperial hospital, I would like to thank the young master for his compassion."

"If there are no accidents, you can drink the medicine again at noon."

"Well, good." Shen Huan nodded a few steps away from him, looked at the back of Qiao Fu leaving, first went to the dragon bed to check it was still the same as a few days ago, because of the toxicity of the medicine, Yu Wen, who had a high fever and could not get out Yue, pulling the corners of his lips, said helplessly, "Now the concubine is the same as the emperor."

He sat on the pedals with his knees in his arms, feeling the strength in his body being taken away little by little, and his hands and feet gradually became heavy.

Even the movement of shaking hands seemed to be pressed by a heavy weight.

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"Nah--" At noon, Qiao Fu brought people in, and saw Shen Huan who was sitting on the footrest, sleeping with her head on the dragon bed.

Shen Huan was afraid of infecting others, so she wrapped herself more and more airtightly, and her exposed eyes were covered with fine beads of sweat.

Qiao Fu called him softly: "My lord, my lord."

Shen Huan opened her eyes in a daze, and looked at the glass window that was shining brightly from the sun: "Doctor Qiao, is it time to take the medicine?"

"Yes, this is my noon medicine." Qiao Fu looked at him. "After taking the medicine in the morning, how does my master feel?"

Shen Huan licked her dry lips: "Fortunately, the vomiting is indeed as you said, most of it has been relieved, and the high fever on her body has also faded a lot, but occasionally I still shiver and feel cold."

Qiao Fu shook his hands, "What the young master said is true!"

"Yes," Shen Huan didn't know why he was so excited.

"Great!" Joy appeared on Qiao Fu's thinner face, and seeing that Shen Huan was still confused, he explained, "My lord, these symptoms after taking the medicine are caused by some people in the palace who are infected with the epidemic. symptoms of people."

"First stop the vomiting and bad belly [diarrhea], the high fever subsides, then the time of shivering less and less, and finally recover." Qiao Fu is really only [-]% sure of his own prescription, and told Shen Huan how much In other words, the two, who were in a much better mood, walked to the dragon bed to check on Yu Wenyue's condition.

Since the medicine is useful, Yu Wenyue can be saved.

But when the two of them saw Yu Wenyue, it was as if they were poured from head to toe by a bucket of cold water, and were hit with a heavy hammer a few times.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!" Shen Huan was frightened by Yu Wenyue, who was so angry that she threw her head back, as if she was out of breath. She hugged his head and pinched his nose before blowing into his mouth.

Qiao Fu didn't even care about whether he would be infected with the epidemic, so he lifted the quilt and directly grabbed Yu Wenyue's feet, and pricked several needles in his feet.

The imperial physician and An Ning, who were waiting outside, rushed in when they heard the movement. Seeing this situation, all but An Ning, who ran over, knelt down on the ground.

I don't know how long it has been since the sweat dripped from Shen Huan's eyelashes onto Yu Wenyue's face.

Finally, Yu Wenyue's chest began to heave slowly.

Shen Huan sat down on the dragon bed all of a sudden, holding his face in her hands.

An Ning knelt directly on the ground, covering her face and crying silently.

Suddenly, he stood up, and slammed out the long sword hanging on the wall in the east as a decoration, and put it on Qiao Fu's neck: "Tell our family honestly, is your medicine useful or not!"

The last trace of An Ning's patience was finally exhausted by Yu Wenyue's increasingly serious condition day by day. His eyes were red with mad killing intent.

Both the imperial physician kneeling on the ground and Qiao Fu and Shen Huan could see that he really knew how to kill.

And he is the most embarrassing person in front of the emperor, if he wants to make a move, no one can stop him.

Shen Huan quickly looked at him, "Eunuch An Ning, the prescription of the imperial physician Qiao Fu is really useful, you know that I contracted the epidemic yesterday, but after drinking a bowl of medicine prescribed by the imperial physician Qiao Fu in the morning, I feel better If you don’t believe me, let other imperial physicians come and check my pulse.”

An Ning, holding the sword, was stunned, and looked at Shen Huan with a trace of pleading in her eyes: "Really, young master, you didn't lie to the servant, did you really take the medicine?"

"Yes, I don't vomit and have a bad belly now, and my high fever has subsided a lot. After taking the medicine for two more days, I will be fine." Shen Huan told him confidently.

The sword in An Ning's hand fell to the ground, and he grabbed Qiao Fu tightly: "You save the emperor quickly, the emperor is very bad now, our family kowtows to you."

As he said that, he knelt on the ground and tapped his head thud-thump-thump, and blood oozes out within two strokes.

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