When performing tasks in various harsh environments, Wen Lin often brings her own powerful antibiotics, which can save lives at critical moments.

There are twelve tablets of cefixin sodium in a plate of beta beta, six of which have been used by Tilia, and six are left.

Wen Lin carefully observed Tilia's symptoms during the dinner party, probably because of taking the medicine in advance, Tilia only had slight shortness of breath twice during the nearly three-hour dinner party, and she covered it up very well.

If Wen Lin hadn't noticed the lilac arc-shaped spots on Tilia's nails at the beginning, she would have thought that Tilia's condition had improved significantly.

Long-term allergic alveolitis can lead to interstitial fibrosis, and the resulting pulmonary fibrosis damage is difficult to reverse. If it is not effectively controlled, it will eventually lead to death due to respiratory failure.

If it is in a critical stage, even in China, where medical technology is developed, only hormone drugs or anti-fibrotic drugs that are extremely harmful to the body can be used to delay the process of death.

At first, it was difficult for Wen Lin to determine Tilia's condition because there was no precise medical instrument.

But after two months of observation and exploration, as well as the tentative use of antibiotics and traditional Chinese medicine prescriptions for relieving allergic alveolitis, and the lavender arc-shaped spots on her nails this time, Wen Lin can roughly determine Tilia Case.

But according to the previous treatment method, Tilia's condition should gradually improve, why is it worsening?

After thinking about it, Wen Lin took out two cefixin sodium and continued to hide the others.

Counting the time, the dinner party is over, Tilia should be coming back, Wen Lin jumped up like a ghost, and firmly clawed on the wall above the eaves.

It didn't take long for me to hear messy footsteps from outside the corridor.

The lights came on, Tilia and Vormeen walked in, and Tilia's condition looked very bad, her lips were white, and her forehead was sweaty.

As soon as the door was closed, Tilia fell limply into Vormeen's arms.

Suppressing the panic in his heart, Wormien asked Tilia to lie down as comfortably as possible. Looking at the empty room, Wormien asked tentatively, "Your Excellency Wen Lin, are you there?"

Like a light fallen leaf, Wen Lin jumped down from the nearly two-meter wall without making a sound, "Mrs. Wormian, here I am,"

Taking two steps back in shock, Wormien turned to look at Wen Lin, and quickly calmed down.

After talking about the abnormal situation that Tilia had experienced in the past half month, Wormien's speech was fast and clear, and he did not show any displeasure because of Wen Lin's actions just now.

"Your Excellency Wen Lin, may I know why I need double the dose now to relieve His Majesty Tilia's cough?"

Wen Lin controlled the dosage of the drug very well, and she also took it in a mixture of traditional Chinese medicine, so there should be no drug resistance for the time being.

Looking at Tilia who was lying on the bed with her eyes closed, and at Wormien, who was so worried, Wen Lin said calmly, "Madam, you don't have to doubt me, except for me, there is no doctor in the entire Europa continent. Your Majesty Tilia,"

"You know this very well, don't you? Otherwise, why would you risk coming to the Golan?" Wen Lin's brows furrowed slightly when she walked to Tilia's side to take a pulse.

Mrs. Wormian, who was pierced by her mind, quickly showed fear in her eyes, but she quickly suppressed it again.

She stood quietly to one side, watching Wen Lin diagnose and treat Tilia, like a weak anemone on the field, gentle and gentle, without showing the slightest aggression.

However, when Wen Lin was about to take off Tilia's tight shirt, Vormeen suddenly threatened, "Lord Wen Lin, if I find out any of your actions against Your Majesty Tilia, I will swear to kill Sutherland to the death. Embers, not just you,"

And the remaining twenty people.

The remaining half of the sentence was hidden in Wormion's resolute eyes.

After a pause, Wen Lin didn't raise her head, but her voice cooled, "Madam, it's time for you to go out. Your presence here will affect my diagnosis and treatment,"

After a silent stalemate for a while, Wormien finally compromised and walked out.

At the moment when the door closed, Tilia on the bed opened her eyes, she looked at Wen Lin, and said in a muffled voice, "Your Excellency Wen Lin, you shouldn't be so rude to Madam,"

"Your Majesty Tilia, because of you, Mrs. Warmin has threatened me twice today and deceived her at the expense of her own body. I don't know whether to praise your courage or scold you for being stupid."

Wen Lin didn't have the familiar smile on Tilia's face, she checked Tilia's situation coldly.

In a way, they are allies because they have a common and powerful enemy - the Holy See.

But Tilia's unrepentant behavior now obviously annoys Wen Lin, especially when Warmion threatens other people's lives.

"Your Excellency, Mrs. Warmin just cares too much about me, and I have to force her to make a choice as soon as possible. I assure you that your subordinates will not be threatened by us. I'm sorry," Tilia coughed lowly. Apologize inside and out.

The Sistine's regime is controlled by the Holy See, and Vormeen is Tilia's only reliance.

Only by clearly gaining the support of the Warmian family and seeking an opportunity to join forces with Golan can she completely overthrow the Holy See and regain her own royal power.

The Holy See deliberately wanted to assassinate Vicia, while Tilia wanted to do everything possible to protect her, and marriage with Golan was the first step of the plan.

Wen Lin frowned and didn't say anything. She walked to the table and sat down, picked up the quill and wrote a new prescription. After putting down the two cephalosporins, she heard the sound of opening the window, and Wen Lin disappeared. .

Looking out the window, Tilia looked confused and didn't know what to think. When Wormien came in, she quickly returned to her well-behaved and weak appearance.

"Ma'am, I'm so cold,"

Wormien carefully put away the cephalosporins and the paper. When there were only two people together, Wormien completely lost the deepness in the eyes of outsiders.

She took off her coat, got into the quilt, hugged Tilia very familiarly, and hummed a little rumor to soothe her to sleep.

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