Entering the room, Song Chuyu, who had changed her clothes, coughed incessantly. Two shadow guards were taking care of her beside the bed. Yin Qiqi went to check her condition, and her cold was much lighter.
Seeing Yin Qiqi coming in, Song Chuyu happily said, "sister Tang, how did you come to see me? Cough I tell you, my cousin and I Cough We're all very sharp.... "
"Of course you are very strong. Go out healthy and come back sick. Don't rush to tell me anything. When you get well, I'll go and get some medicine for you. When I come back, I'll drink more water!" Yin Qiqi was solemn.
Song Chu Yu's pale face was bitter, "sister Tang, cough No medicine Cough Is that all right? "
"If you cough like this and don't take the medicine, you'll think it's beautiful. I'll drink all the medicine I boil!" Yin Qiqi had a resolute attitude.
She also chatted with Song Chuyu here for a long time. At present, the most serious illness is song Yitian.
High fever has been burning people can be silly, their daughter-in-law has not married a day on the silly how to do?
Thinking of this, Yin Qiqi went to the pharmacy in a hurry.
Before I got to the gate of the mansion, I met Xiao Yishui.
Xiao Yishui stopped her and said, "I heard that Wen Qing and they have come back, but they are all ill. Is that true?"
Yin Qiqi sighed heavily and nodded, "it's all cold and high fever. It should have been drenched in the rain these days. Now I'm going to the pharmacy to make medicine for them."
"I'll have the carriage ready for you, and we'll go out together."
The carriage walked much faster than Yin Qiqi's feet. Yin Qiqi didn't refuse Xiao Yishui's proposal. After waiting for a short time at the door of the house, the carriage arrived.
Knowing that there were three patients at home waiting for the medicine, the coachman made the carriage and soon arrived at the drugstore.
It's just dark. The drugstore is still open.
As soon as Yin Qiqi went in, he told the doctor several kinds of medicine. The doctor picked up the medicine very quickly, and soon wrapped up the medicine that Yin Qiqi wanted.
After giving the medicine money to the doctor, Yin Qiqi returned to the carriage with the medicine.
Xiao Yishui in the carriage was a little surprised to see her coming back so soon, "so soon?"
"It's fast to let him take the medicine directly without the doctor's consultation."
"Don't worry, they'll get better soon. You say they're all cold and feverish."
"Wind cold and high fever are also fatal!" Yan Qiqi said excitedly, "when I went to see him for a day, he fainted on the ground and his body was as hot as a stove. I don't know what would happen to him if he came back a little late? Will it burn bad people? "
With that, Yin Qiqi's body trembled uncontrollably.
The more she thought about it, the more scared she was.
At first, I thought it was OK to have a fever, but song Yitian was so sick. Who knows what would happen to him later?
Xiao Yishui also saw the uneasiness in her heart and comforted her: "Qi Qi Niang, you can rest assured that if you can carry Wen Qing outside for so many days, you will fall down when you come back. He is so strong that he will be OK."
What comfort would Yin Qiqi hear? Now she just wants to go back to the house quickly, put the medicine in the medicine pot, and then go to see the situation of song Yitian.
Yin Qiqi took off the silver needle and applied the needle to several acupoints on Song Yitian. After applying the needle, song Yitian's frown gradually relaxed and his breath was much smoother than before. Yin Qiqi was relieved.
When song Yitian's expression got better and better, Yin Qiqi took off the silver needle.
Wei Feng also brought hot water. Yin Qiqi picked up a towel, dipped it in the basin, and then wrung it dry, close to wiping song Yitian's face and other dirty places.
After cleaning song Yitian's body, the expression on his face is much better.
But the body is still very hot.
Yin Qiqi said to Wei Feng, "Wei Feng, there is a medicine box in my room. Go and get it."
Wei Feng should be good. Go out of Yin Qiqi's room and bring the medicine box.
Before long, Wei Feng and song Wenqing came in together.
Song Wenqing was also troubled by the cold, but he was much better than Song Chuyu and song Yitian. He was still conscious and could walk.
Yin Qiqi was very fond of him, but seeing song Yitian like this, he was angry.
"Go in and lie down!" Yin Qiqi said with a straight face.
Song Wenqing was aggrieved and cried: "Qi Qi Niang..."
Because of illness, song Wenqing's voice sounds more low and magnetic than before.
After all, it was the old husband and wife, so Yin Qiqi would not be seduced by his masculinity.
"Come on in!"
The daughter-in-law is really angry.
Song Wenqing didn't dare to do it again. He obediently listened to Yin Qiqi's words, took off his shoes, went to bed and slept next to song Yitian.
"I didn't come back to lie down with my son." Song Wenqing said wrongly.
Yin Qiqi glared at him and said angrily, "you dare say, look what you've done to your son!""He is weak, Chu Yu is stronger than him!"
"But Chu Yu also fell ill!" Yan Qiqi was so angry that he slapped song Wenqing's forehead, "you're not going to die, just take Chu Yu and one day with you! Can't you just slow down a little bit?! Take your son to the battlefield. No matter how hard you fight, you have to look at his body! "
Song Wenqing didn't speak. In fact, he wanted to say that it was nothing to catch a cold on the battlefield. At least he saved his life.
Few of the people who really go to war know that they can survive, and song Yitian should have this consciousness when he follows them.
Of course, this can't be said, because song Wenqing felt that his daughter-in-law would make him unable to enter the door in the next few days.
When Yin Qiqi came back to the room, he saw that both father and son were looking at the tent with open eyes and said, "get up and have some porridge."
As soon as song Wenqing was about to stand up, his hands suddenly lost their strength, and he lay back on the bed again.
After a short period of peace of mind, song Wenqing could hardly show off her strength any more.
Seeing this, Yin Qiqi was both distressed and angry, "this will still show off. Do you think I can't see how sick you are?"
She took out two pillows from the cupboard and put them on the head of the bed so that they could lie down and sit.
Yin Qiqi served porridge and gave it to song Yitian.
Song one day sipped, comfortable way: "Niang, you just boil a porridge is so delicious!"
"Well, it's no use praising me. When you're well, I'll scold you if you should, and leave without telling me. I thought you left me behind!" Yin Qiqi complained.
Song Wenqing coughed twice and said, "qiqiniang, don't think about it. Even if my sons and daughters don't want it, I won't want you!"
"Dad, your son is nearby. Can you think about my feelings a little bit before you speak?" Song yitiandao.
Song Wenqing snorted coldly, "knowing that he is a son, he is still eating porridge in front of me!"
Yin Qiqi put her hand into the brocade quilt and said, "the fever has been slowly receding. It should be much better tomorrow. It should be hot tonight. You should work harder tonight and wait by her bed. Don't let her kick the quilt. If there is anything wrong, go to my room for a day."
"Yes Wei Feng answers.
Yin Qiqi sighed helplessly and looked at Song Chuyu's haggard face.