Song Fengyu forced his breath to suppress his breath, but today he couldn't bear to accept it. His hands were trembling slightly. He didn't want to lose Yi in front of Gu Qingyi, so he gritted his teeth and said, "You go back first."

Gu Qingyi's face looked very bad. She didn't know what violent disease looked like, but she had seen patients with mania in later generations, and she really hit whatever she saw when she got crazy and completely lost her mind.

At this moment, Song Fengyu was still able to remain rational, and Gu Qingyi suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, "I'll call Dr. Fan."

She dared not stay, her palms were already vaguely hot, reminding her of the time when she was in Daxiangguo Temple. It was because Song Fengyu became ill that Xiao Yushu appeared.

Now that Song Fengyu is ill again, her palms are starting to increase heat, and there is a tendency to become hotter.

Gu Qingyi quickly turned around and left, her face was not very good-looking. When Song Fengyu looked up, he just looked at her expression. His long eyelashes drooped slightly, covering the eyes under his blood pupils.

Fan He received the news very quickly. He was shocked when he saw the emperor's uncle like this. He hurriedly asked someone to help the emperor into the inner room. He then ordered someone to cover the door and window. Then he took out a golden needle to run the needle. After passing the needle, the emperor's head was shining brightly, and fortunately, his breath had stabilized.

"Okay, why did it happen so much suddenly?" Fan He didn't know what went wrong, and looked at the lord with a serious expression and asked.

Song Fengyu had a white face, slightly grayish-colored, and he looked like he was not a healthy person. It seemed that as long as the energy and spirit were dissipated, the person would follow him.

Song Fengyu did not speak, closed his eyes a little tired, and Fan He did not dare to speak anymore. When the time came, he carefully took off the golden needle and said softly: "I will go down and boil the medicine. The lord must not be angry, it is best to calm down."

Fan He looked at the lord who had closed his eyes and expressionless face, and was even more worried. He turned around and walked out to boil medicine. However, he still thought that there was a sachet that had been Gu's breath and calmly assisted. Now it seems that even the sachet is useless.

If the lord's condition worsens, let alone him, even Hua Tuo will have no choice but to be alive.

Gu Qingyi, who was next door, was not feeling very good at this time. Even though she came back, her palms were still restless. As long as she spread her palms slightly, she could see Xiao Yushu's shiny body restless.

Gu Qingyi held his palm tightly in anger and couldn't help but complain in his heart. Could it be that you two still have telepathy?

One of them became sick and the other became nervous. She felt sorry for her, and she was nervous and restless.

Who is she asking for someone to offend him!

But at this moment, Gu Qingyi was able to confirm something that Xiao Yushu would definitely be useful to the emperor's violent illness.

Song Fengyu is actually pretty good. He is so uncomfortable that he can't even look at him, right?

Or just boil a leaf into porridge and send it over?

With Fan Hezai, she must not give me any pills or anything else. She is not proficient in medical skills, so this is completely a gift to someone.

It would be fine to make porridge and give some food. Gu Qingyi was a little restless and irritable because of Xiao Yushu. She simply avoided people and picked three leaves hard, and then went to the kitchen.

The cook didn't expect the girl to come here in person. She was so nervous that she thought she was not doing well. She was so scared that she trembled all over. When the girl spoke and asked her to go out to wait, she breathed a sigh of relief.
Chapter completed!