The Empress’ Livestream

Chapter 463 Chapter 463: The First Winter (ten)

Neither of them spoke, only the sound of Ling Ling and the sound of horseshoes stepping on the ground.

The city gate was wide open, and there were no pedestrians on the street. She ran straight all the way to the county gate.

With his arms wrapped around the horse, Dabai ran to the Xiaoyan door spiritually, staring at each other with a gaze.

Xiaoyan was quite stressed, reached out and grabbed the big white rein, and took it all the way to the stable.

Jiang Yanji went unimpeded all the way, entered his room in the backyard of the county government, and shouted on the way.

"Go ask Langzhong!"

There is no magic doctor in Xiangyang County, but later they hired a few, and Jiang Yanji also allocated a medical hall for them.

They can accept apprentices here, act as doctors, take turns on duty, and operate somewhat like a hospital.

These Langs were all hired by Jiang Yanji at a high salary, and the entire medical museum is also a county government property.

The Langzhongs were eating public meals and holding high salaries. Except for a few individuals, they did not come to the clinic for consultations. The people came by themselves and asked for medicine. This was much more efficient than Langzhong's on-site treatment of the people.

The people of the county government heard this, and quickly sent someone to invite Lang Zhong, who is on holiday today, to come over.

Jiang Yanji opened the door with his feet, put Wei Ci on the bed, and then burned a few charcoal basins. The room quickly warmed up.

Ta Xue heard the wind rushing over, and was almost scared by the strange man on Jiang Yanji's bed.

She stuttered, "Lang, Lang Jun ... this is ..."

"A friend, I met by myself while hunting today, and he was very sick." Jiang Yanji said indifferently. "You have to get some hot water, and then prepare clean and warm clothes ..."

Although Wei Ci is thin, his skeleton is also the standard of a normal man, which is wider than Jiang Yanji.

It's just that he's thin like this now, and Jiang Yanji's clothes can barely fit in.

After a while, Lang Zhong, who was on holiday today, rushed over with a medical box on his back sweating.

First met Jiang Yanji, then sat down and squeezed Weici's pulse.

The Lang Zhong hired by Jiang Yanji had real skills and were worthy of the salary she paid.

But for a moment, Lang Zhong had figured out Wei Ci's situation.

"He won't die?" Jiang Yanji asked.

Pretending to be dead, Wei Ci frowned, still afraid to open his eyes.

Lang Zhong stroked his beard and paused.

He smiled dumbly, "No. Seeing the pulse, this Lang Jun's bones were cold. He had not recovered from the serious illness, leaving some root causes. Later, he worked hard, was exhausted physically and mentally, and was not well-cultivated. Now he is seriously ill. On the contrary, it is a good thing to draw out the hidden illness. Therefore, Lang Jun's condition seems to be dangerous. If he keeps it well, it will be more healthy than before. "

Jiang Yanji asked, "How to raise?"

Lang Zhong made a prescription, listed a variety of medicinal materials in detail, and urged that attention should be paid.

"The so-called medicinal supplement is not as good as dietary supplement. When Lang Jun's body recovers, he can use medicated diet to regulate his body."

It's a three-drug poison, and today Wei Ci can't stand too much toss.

Jiang Yanji said, "Either food supplement can make people fatter."

Someone took the prescription to the hospital to grab the medicine, and the maid came in with a few pots of hot water.

Alas, the audience had an ominous premonition.

With a snap, the screen went dark-no, they closed the live broadcast room.

The audience was aggressive, Jiang Yanji stretched his hand to Wei Ci's waist, ready to tear off the girdle.

"You--" Wei Ci couldn't bear it anymore, and opened his eyes wryly.

He raised his hand to stop, but now he was struggling to talk, let alone to stop Jiang Yanji.

"Rest assured, who looks at your little figure?" Jiang Yanji scorned. "This is the inner court. There is no other man besides me. Are you going to let other maids clean it for you? Is this also with my consent? Alas, I didn't expect you to have such a mind ... "

Don't look at Wei Ci being so thin, but in the end he is an adult man, and the ordinary niece cannot help at all, otherwise she won't do it.

Wei Ci's cheeks were filled with an angry flush, "Ci did not--"

"Well, I know, don't move around." Jiang Yanji didn't even blink his eyes, took off his clothes three times, five divided by two, let him sit up halfway against him, and wiped him with a wrung hot cloth towel ...

Looking at his upper body, Jiang Yanji had to be sighed. He was so thin that he could only see the bones.

Wipe it with hot water and put on new clothes to keep it warm. If you lie directly on the quilt, you don't know when it will warm up.

Jiang Yanji's mouth was also poisonous, saying, "Fortunately, you can still talk, otherwise I thought you were a corpse."

The temperature of the skin is very low. Although it is not as cold as a corpse, it is enough to penetrate people.

Wei Ci was so embarrassed that she closed her eyes and let herself put on a brand-new lining and a thick wool knitted shirt. Compared to the coldness that penetrated into the bone marrow just now, she slowly felt the warmth. He can slowly feel his limbs.

After half a ring, two pots of hot water were changed, and Wei Ci's pale complexion had become halo.

Seeing his performance, Jiang Yanji clasped his chest and said, "So what are you shy about? You don't have to be good about your body. You are so thin that you only have a bone. What do you think I will do to you? You don't need to show The ill-dressed daughter-in-law looks like ... "

Aggrieved, she made her beastly.

"Lang Jun, the medicine is already fried." There was a sound of stepping snow outside.

Jiang Yanji was sitting next to the bed, and he heard his voice raise his head, and said lightly, "Come in."

Looking at it, she unrolled a set of mattresses stacked on the side of the bed and covered Wei Ci with another layer.

Covered by two thick quilts, Wei Ci was almost out of breath.

"Don't sit up and drink medicine a little sideways. Otherwise, it's cold and hot for a while, so as not to get worse."

Stepping into the house, he found that Jiang Yanji still had a faint expression, and the strange Lang Jun was ashamed.

Wei Ci sniffed the scent of the medicinal juice, knowing that it was a good medicine for his illness, and once he closed his eyes, he would have to swallow it.

Drinking the medicine slowly, Wei Ci looked up, and found that the person was sitting next to the sleeping collapse, lowering his head, and there were piles of documents on hand.

From evening to night, she ignored Wei Ci, which made him secretly relieved and not so embarrassed.

At the time of holding the lamp, Ta Xue came over and asked if he would re-lay a mattress.

Jiang Yanji said, "No."

Wei Ci fell asleep in the afternoon, and now he still has a heavy head and a slow thinking reaction.

When he reacted, he almost scared a cold sweat, "You ..."

Jiang Yanji squinted slightly and asked him with a smile, "Aren't you my counselor?"

Wei Ci responded, "I do."

"In order to show importance, don't all have the habit of falling asleep to show respect."

Jiang Yanji laughed and whispered in his ear, Wei Ci's body was stiff.

She never knew that the quilt could turn into this ghost.

"You've been lying all afternoon, still so ice?"

Wei Ci held back his emotions and asked her, "What on earth do you want?"

"Originally, I wanted to get a quilt. Who knew you were so cold after lying in the afternoon—" Jiang Yanji looked at Wei Ci with a reproachful look, and the latter was speechless, she said, "Don't be so nervous, don't say you Now it ’s just a sick seed. What can I do with my health? Sleep better, otherwise, I do n’t want to wake up and find myself killing someone. ”

Wei Ci was silent for a long time, and said, "Awesome words."

Jiang Yanji Lengyi, "I care about those?"

→ _ → In the last chapter, let ’s watch wash and sleep.

Thanks to He Shizhang from Yilai, the little angel.

(End of this chapter)