Chapter 1142

"Yes," said Heath, who was going out.

"Let Baimei go back first. Don't come here any more."

Shen Qingci stopped coughing and said to Xie sixen, who was already at the door, "there is still a small distance in her house. Don't let the disease infect the children." Shen Qingci is a mother. She loves her children, and others are also mothers. Can't they not love their children?

"I see."

Xie Si came out and took the words to Bai Mei according to the meaning of Shen Qingci.

After hearing this, Bai Mei felt a little sour in her heart. She quickly turned her face and forced her tears back into her eyes. After the woman married and had children, there were more people in her heart.

She did not dare to go home now. She was afraid that she would give her own children too. Her wife sent the little princess back to the Duke of Wei. Naturally, she was worried about Xiaoyuan.

She also wanted to send the child to her mother, and let her mother take it with her for a few days.

Changqing all followed the childe to the outside, and now it's still uncertain to return. But who knows, such a thing happened again.

But now the lady has opened her mouth. Naturally, she will not disappoint her. The things to be explained are that after making clear, she will return to her place of residence. Shen Qingci also told her that Bai Mei should not go to her hospital until her illness is relieved.

As a matter of fact, Baimei is not the only one in Shuo's mansion. Without her, there will be others holding on to her. That is to say, other people do not have Baimei's quick legs, and no Baimei can understand the master's heart.

"Ji Ji..."

A little fox jumped in and wanted to find Shen Qingci. It was the little master who came back. However, he had been with the little master for a long time and gave everything to him. So should the master give him good food?

"Ji..."

The little fox jumped to the table, but just as he was about to jump to the side of the bed, a pair of ears moved, and then the hair on his body exploded. People just saw a flash of white light, and then there was nothing.

Shen Qingci opened the layer of gauze. At this time, her hair was put up, and her face was a little pale. Even her lips were smooth all the time, which was like losing water.

Where there is a sick person, will be full of red light, really if the red light is full of words, it is not sick, but reflected.

She sat in front of the collapse, slightly panting for a while, and then she went to the table and picked up the bowl of medicine. The medicine bowl was warm to her fingertip, and the temperature of the bowl of medicine could be clearly felt.

It's just too bitter.

She put the medicine down, and after a few breath, she took it up, put it on her mouth, and drank it down one by one.

Put down the bowl, she went to the collapse, lay down.

Then nobody knew what she was doing inside, even her voice seemed to slow down.

"Take the medicine, ma'am."

Xie Si again came in and put the medicine bowl on the table, and then put away the empty bowl on the table. However, the strong smell of medicine in the room made her frown a little. When she came out, she asked people to add more spices to it, and open the window to breathe. Otherwise, the smell of medicine inside would only get thicker and thicker, and she was afraid that people would be smoked to death.

The servants outside were busy coming in, but they didn't dare to make a sound. They were careful and careful to clean up the things in the house. They changed the benzoin in the censer, and also changed the new perfume beads inside.

Shen Qingci opened his eyes and knew what they were doing?

"Let's get something that doesn't smell good."

Her light voice exit, the voice inside also has can hear the exhaustion.

Then she stopped talking and fell asleep again. Several maids looked at each other and changed the benzoin in the censer into a colorless and tasteless one.

There are many kinds of benzoin in Euphorbia pulcherrima. One of them is colorless and odorless. Of course, this one flavor is also the best selling benzoin in.

Sometimes more fragrance is not necessarily good. On the contrary, this colorless and tasteless fragrance is the most popular and favorite one for many people.

This one flavor of benzoin is different from others.

After being ignited, it is not only tasteless, but also can take away all the miscellaneous flavors in the house. Even if it is heavy medicine, it will not leave any other flavor in a short time.

At this time, a little maid also carefully opened half of the window to change the air inside and outside. After a while, the inside was finally cleaned, and of course, there was no strange smell.

As far as Shen Qingci is concerned, she still stays behind that layer of gauze, and no one has seen her real face.

Until this day, Xie Si brought the medicine bowl over. This time, Shen Qingci finally opened the curtain, and Xie Si was stunned at the appearance of Shen Qingci at this time.

"Let you see it."Shen Qingci stood up and went to the table. Then he took the medicine bowl and put it on his mouth.

At this time, her face turned white, and her lips were also a little blue. Her original excellent skin, as if she had lost the water, had become much rougher. Even her face seemed to have a small red rash.

"Madame, are you?"

Xie Si was really scared. She suddenly pointed to the medicine bowl that Shen Qingci held in her hand.

"Is there something wrong with this bowl of medicine?"

"The medicine is OK."

Shen Qingci is not too bitter. He drinks the medicine bit by bit.

She stroked her face, which was powerless and helpless.

"What's your face, ma'am?"

Xie Si really doesn't know how a good person is just a cold, how can it become so. You know, Shen Qingci's face is well-known in the capital city. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would not have known that there was such an indifferent color of her, and it was because of her face that Yurong ointment was sold so well.

But now her face, this one with Yurong ointment, was seen. I believe that a box of Yurong paste is not to be sold.

"Nothing," Shen Qingci put down the medicine bowl, "old problem, drink too much medicine, it will be so, when it is good, it will slowly recover."

"But..." She put her hand on her face again, "this ugly look, I don't want to see people any more. I'm afraid that if one of them can't be done well, no one dares to ask for my Yurong ointment. When it comes to Mo Fei, she will cry to death."

Do you really just cry to death?

Xie Si expressed doubts. She felt that doctor Mo would not just cry to death, but would cry to death, cry again and again, and then die again and again.

Shen Qingci again pulled up the spinning curtain and lay down. She was still a little uncomfortable, so she didn't want to talk.

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