Chapter 278 The Queen's Favorite Husband (5)

  Su Xian leaned against the wooden barrel, staring at the smoke rising from the hot water.

   I only feel that my body is soft and weak, top-heavy, and my consciousness is gradually blurred.

   A warm hand was lightly placed on his forehead, and before she fell into a coma, he heard her say, "Your face is so bad, do you have a fever?"

   So hot.

   Looks like I have a fever.

   Fever is no small matter, especially in such a severe winter.

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   On the soft couch, lay a handsome young man, with a pale and weak face, and his thin lips that were slightly open seemed to be a little uncomfortable to breathe.

   Su Xian like this makes people feel a little pitiful.

   Shiyou asked Linglong to pour a pot of hot water in.

   Shiyou twisted a handkerchief and wiped Su Xian's forehead.

   After wiping his forehead and hands, Su Xian still didn't wake up, but Linglong led the imperial doctor in.

   The imperial doctor who came here looked to be in his 40s, and was the most skilled physician Wei in the palace.

   Shiyou had a small face and ordered, "Show him."

   Imperial Physician Wei didn't dare to delay when he heard this, and after a low reply, he stepped forward.

   Shiyou wandered back and forth a few times, and the irritability in the bottom of my heart rose inch by inch.

   When Imperial Physician Wei was examining the pulse, no one in the room said anything until he retracted his hand, and Shiyou asked nervously, "How is it?"

"It's no big deal, Su Shijun's body is weak, coupled with the cold and the cold entering the body, it will burn so badly, but rest assured, Your Highness, wait for Wei Chen to prescribe a prescription, Su Shijun takes it, and rest for two or three days. Great."

   Shiyou breathed a sigh of relief, his legs were fine.

   "His Royal Highness, Su Shijun's body is not suitable for having too much **** recently..."

   After thinking for a while, Imperial Physician Wei added another sentence.

  Shiyou: "..." I'm really not embarrassed at all.

   Linglong led the imperial doctor out, waited for someone to prescribe the medicine, and then ordered someone to cook the medicine, and then went back to the house again.

   His Highness, who was wearing a wedding dress, was still sitting by the bed, holding a handkerchief in his hand, and was carefully wiping the forehead of the boy on the bed.

  Linglong's footsteps lightened, and she asked softly, "Your Highness, why don't you go to rest? Su Shijun, let the servants serve you."

   Shiyou shook his head: "No need, I'll just take care of him."

   looked at her again: "Go and rest first."

  Linglong didn't stop her like this, but she didn't leave, and the master didn't rest. How dare her servants dare to rest.

   Waiting for the medicine to be delivered by the people below, she watched with her own eyes that His Highness carefully fed the medicine.

   Linglong sighed in his heart, it seemed that His Highness really had a crush on Su Shijun.

   When Su Xian woke up again, it was already midnight, and there was only a candle lit dimly in the hall, which was very quiet.

   He felt like he was burning badly, his throat was so dry that he was smoking, and he wanted to drink water.

   He was about to sit up, but the quilt on his body was pressed by someone, making him unable to get up for a while, frowning and looking around.

   found a sleeping little girl beside the bed.

   She was probably too tired, her face was slightly pale, and she fell asleep beside the bed.

   The little girl was as quiet as a cat when she fell asleep, well-behaved and peaceful, her long eyelashes hanging down, casting a shadow under the flickering candlelight.

She was holding a handkerchief in her hand, and there was a bowl of soup and medicine on the high case beside her. She thought that someone was feeding him medicine while he was half asleep. He moved gently and carefully. Something flashed in his heart—His Royal Highness took care of him personally. Is it right?

   With trembling hands, he stroked her face lightly, and murmured, "Treat me like this forever, okay?"

   After he finished speaking, he laughed at himself, since he was born until now, he has never met anyone who truly treats him.

  Why is he sick now, but he fantasizes that someone is willing to not dislike him and treat him well?

   Confusion:

   Regarding the question of whether the male protagonist has memory

   Only the plane of the mermaid has memory

   The rest will only be remembered after going back

   That plane is purely because he made a deal with Si Ming

   Si Ming can't always open the back door for him, so...there is no memory behind

   Because I am lazy to write about system space

  

  

   (end of this chapter)