After the concubine ran away with the baby, the abstinent prince went crazy

Chapter 147 Be good, come here...

As soon as Yan Qingning felt the pulse, she suddenly became sober from her daze and said in surprise, "The pulse is steady, strong and powerful... Is the physique so strong?"

It hasn't been that long and he has recovered to be like a normal person.

If nothing unexpected happens, I will wake up today.

According to her estimation, he would wake up normally in the afternoon or evening.

Yan Qingning let go of her wrist and raised her hand to touch the man's forehead to make sure there was no sign of a fever.

She immediately lifted his quilt to check the wound.

When she saw the wound, she was even more surprised.

The wound was almost healed. If nothing unexpected happened, he would be able to walk in a day or two.

Yan Qingning was full of surprise. She didn't expect that this man had such good physical fitness.

Very good, no signs of infection either, which is a good thing.

As a doctor, what I want most is for my patients to recover.

She felt relieved immediately, but she was so sleepy...

Yan Qingning yawned loudly, feeling extremely sleepy.

If she went out now, she was afraid that Nanny Zuo would chase her and ask about Chu Beiqing's condition, but she was too sleepy to say a word, so she decided to sleep here first.

Thinking of this, Yan Qingning lay down on the edge of the couch again.

Because she was completely relieved, she fell into a deep sleep almost instantly.

However, she felt that it was not long before she had nightmares one after another.

Yan Qingning dreamed that she was trapped in a hot stove. She wanted to move but couldn't, wanted to escape but couldn't, wanted to call for help but couldn't make a sound.

When she was extremely anxious, she found that there was another fire. The fire was so fierce that it was about to burn her. Yan Qingning woke up with a terrified scream in her sleep.

But she thought she was screaming, but no sound came out.

Then she was surprised to find that she was trapped in the man's arms.

It was a false alarm, and Yan Qingning still let out a long sigh of relief with lingering fear.

Why is it so hot? I'm sweating all over. How can I not feel hot when being hugged by a man who is as hot as a charcoal?

hot?

Yan Qingning was suddenly shocked.

"Chu Beiqing!"

Yan Qingning broke free from the man's arms, not caring about how she had climbed onto the man's bed or how she ended up in the man's arms.

She hurried to check Chu Beiqing's pulse.

The pulse is disordered and the body is hot.

"Yuqi, the book is back!" Yan Qingning got off the bed and shouted, "Get some water, a wet towel..."

Didn’t it look good before?

How did it catch fire?

After checking the wound, there was no problem and the recovery was obviously better than before.

After a lot of torment, the fever finally subsided in the afternoon.

Yan Qingning thought everything was fine, so she asked Shu Hui to stay with her while she went to catch up on her sleep.

But before two hours had passed, he was hurriedly called up by Yuqi.

Yan Qingning walked in and saw Fu Sheng was already in the room: "Why is it burning again?"

"It may be that the prince has a special physique. Doctors who are familiar with the prince know that when the prince was seriously injured in the past, he would have a fever. As long as he waited for one or two days, or even three or four days, his fever would go away on its own."

Fu Sheng said calmly: "When I first saw the prince like this, I was also very worried like Master, but in the end, I tried many methods, but they were all useless..."

Fu Sheng placed a new wet towel on Chu Beiqing's forehead and said, "Anyway, there is nothing wrong with the prince's body at the moment. It should be fine. Master, don't worry."

Master didn't sleep much last night. Today is another day. Master, go back and rest first. I will take care of the prince..."

In terms of certain character traits, Yan Qingning and Fu Sheng are the same type of people, that is, they both insist on and are dedicated to medical skills.

Yan Qingning shook her head and said, "No need, it's getting late, go back and rest first, come and take my place tomorrow."

Since Fu Sheng had already tried it and failed, she wanted to give it a try too and find out the reason.

But what Yan Qingning was most worried about was the consequences of misjudgment.

There are no tests or inspections here.

It is most fatal if it is accompanied by damage to important organ functions or the infection is not treated in time.

Fu Sheng hesitated for just a moment before clasping his hands, bowing, and retreating.

He probably knew that his master was unwilling to give up, and he understood because he was also in the same situation at that time, so he simply let his master torment the prince.

Anyway, the prince is not an ordinary person, so it doesn’t matter if he is troubled by some things.

After Yan Qingning's treatment, Chu Beiqing's fever subsided, but it came back again not long after, over and over again.

Yan Qingning tried every possible way, and finally returned to the original physical cooling method.

Yan Qingning handed the hot wet handkerchief to Fu Sheng and simply covered the man with a thin blanket.

She frowned and asked, "Do we really have to wait for his fever to subside?"

This was so strange. The wound was not infected, but the high fever persisted. Yan Qingning was puzzled and paced back and forth on the ground, thinking.

But after Chu Beiqing was tortured by Yan Qingning for more than a day, his fever became even worse.

The originally fair face turned red.

Fu Sheng said that it was impossible, "The world is so big, there are all kinds of diseases, and everyone's physique is different. Even the most skilled doctors cannot cure all diseases.

Take the prince’s leg for example. If it weren’t for Master, no one would know that the prince’s disability was caused by the accumulation of poison.”

Fu Sheng's comfort was like a cool breeze to Yan Qingning. "Then go and rest. I want to be quiet."

Fu Sheng knew very well that her master didn't want to be quiet, she wanted to make trouble.

That’s right, Yan Qingning just doesn’t believe in evil. The more difficult the problem is, the more challenging it is.

Nanny Zuo and Yuqi had already been sent away by her.

Besides, it's useless for them to be here. If they were in front of her and watching her, she would be unable to move freely.

It was late at night and Yan Qingning, after careful consideration, used meridian-opening needles all over Chu Beiqing's body.

Tongmai does not pose any danger and is very good for the body.

After a martial artist's meridians are opened up, his martial arts skills will be improved to a higher level.

If ordinary people can clear their meridians, they will be healthy and have strong resistance.

The only drawback is that each person only has one chance to open the meridians in his lifetime.

If you want to use Tongmai needles again in the future, it will be of no use.

But after the needle was put away, Chu Beiqing actually sat up.

The fair face was flushed and the eyes were bloodshot.

The loose white collar was opened, revealing a large, slightly red chest. The crisscrossing old scars on the skin seemed to have turned into living vines.

And the way he looked at her seemed like a death stare.

Yan Qingning was a little scared, "My Lord, do you know who I am?"

Chu Beiqing's eyes were deep to begin with, and now they were even deeper, like an abyss with no bottom to be seen. He opened his thin lips slightly and ordered in a hoarse voice, "Come here."

Yan Qingning's heart trembled, and she instinctively wanted to run. She forced herself to remain calm and coaxed him gently in a stiff tone, "My lord, don't make a fuss. You are sick. Lie down first and get some sleep. You will be fine."

The hairs on Yan Qingning's back stood up. Chu Beiqing actually imitated her tone, "Don't let me say it a second time, be good and come here."