Ah Heng smiled.

"I am the young master's manservant, of course I have to accompany the young master and wait on him." He no longer tried to persuade Zhan Xiaolou to rest. "Why don't I put a bed here for you?"

"Sure."

With that, He Heng left.

Zhan Xiaolou glanced at his back. From his reaction just now, he was very happy that his master was fine. Furthermore, from Zhan Xiaolou's observations, he was indeed very loyal.

Then why did he purposely say something serious to scare her when he went to the infirmary?

Was he trying to test her, or was he trying to force her to retreat?

After He Heng left, she didn't stay idle either. She looked around the room, opened a window, and placed the brazier near the bed. She removed the censer and took out her own medicine incense burner.

The night was dark and the beds had been set up.

When A'Heng came in, Zhan Xiaolou offered to take his pulse. A'Heng did not refuse.

Fortunately, he was not infected. Zhan Xiaolou took out a pill from the medicine box.

"Eat this, in case you get infected."

Ah Heng took the pill and turned it over and over in his hands.

"Why aren't you eating?" Zhan Gui asked.

A'Heng frowned, as if there was something he couldn't understand. "Doctor Zhan, you …" Why did you treat me and Master... "So good?"

Zhan Xiaolou was slightly taken aback. This Ah Heng was actually so sensitive. If he misunderstood her feelings for his young master, then things would be bad for her.

On the surface, he still maintained a calm appearance, "Okay? "As a doctor, I treat all the patients very well. Besides, the empress has already passed down the order. It won't do if I can't cure your young master, so of course I have to do it myself."

After hearing Zhan Xiaolou's words, Ah Heng felt somewhat dejected.

"So that's how it is."

Due to the treatment of Cheng Xi, Zhan Xiaolou was sweating profusely. Right now, his clothes were covered by his skin, making him feel very uncomfortable.

A'Heng saw through me and hastily said, "I was careless. The bathroom is not far away. I'll go heat up some water for you now. You can go wash later."

Zhan Xiaolou gave him a grateful look.

When he came back from the shower, he saw He Heng using his chopsticks to moisten Cheng Xi's lips.

Seeing Zhan Xiaolou return, he immediately said, "Doctor Zhan, please come and take a look. Is my young master feeling better?"

She walked over and checked her pulse. After stroking her forehead and cheeks for a moment, she said, "I still can't tell, so don't be impatient."

The rest of the night was spent following Zhan Xiaolou's orders. When she came into contact with Cheng Xi and saw his face, she couldn't help but let her imagination run wild. She didn't want him to see through her.

It was finally dawn. Cheng Xi's fever had not yet subsided.

"This... "What's going on?" A'Heng was anxious. He had been staying by Cheng Xi's side all night and had not slept for a long time. At this moment, he looked at Zhan Xiaolou with two dark circles under his eyes with sympathy.

She wouldn't let him die!

"It's fine. I'll use the needle again. I feel that the heat has subsided a bit." "I'll give him the needle first, and then I'll make some medicine."

Another night passed. Early in the morning, someone pushed against Battle Tower's shoulder, which was half-sitting on the bed and napping.

Zhan Xiaolou suddenly became clear-headed and looked up. It was Ah Heng.

"Young master doesn't seem to be that hot anymore. Doctor Zhan, can you take a look?" Although Ah Heng's tone was light, one could hear that he was extremely agitated and anxious.

Zhan Xiaolou walked over to Cheng Xi. He seemed to be sleeping more peacefully and his breathing was smoother than before.