On the second day, the light rain was still pattering, and the cold wind wrapped in the cold rain, which added a layer of chill to the already cold winter day.
Qin Wuyan got up and finished grooming, finished his sword practice in the backyard, when he passed by Min Rui's bedroom, the servant happened to come out of it, holding the medicine dregs in his hand, and was about to dump it under the tree.
Seeing this, Qin Wuyan asked casually: "Young master takes medicine every day, how is your body recuperating?"
"This is not a medicine for recuperating the body." The boy sighed: "Last night, the young master woke up with a stuffy nose and sore throat after being soaked in the cold wind, and he was sick."
Qin Wuyan's footsteps paused: "Did you let the witch doctor come over?"
"No, our Eldest Young Master prescribed medicine for himself, and he will know what medicine to take according to his own symptoms."
Qin Wuyan twirled his toes and walked in: "I'm humbled to go and see the young master."
The boy hurriedly led him in.
Qin Wuyan lifted the gauze curtain, looked at Min Rui with his eyes closed, his previously bloodless lips were abnormally red, and his cheeks were also crimson.
Qin Wuyan raised his hand to cover Min Rui's forehead, and found that his forehead was not too hot, but the temperature was a little high.
Min Rui opened his eyes: "I'm fine..."
The appearance of Qin Wuyan came into view, and Min Rui tried to sit up while propping up his sickly body: "Why did Commander Qin come here?"
Qin Wuyan pressed his shoulders: "I don't know that the young master is sick, so I stopped by to have a look. If the young master doesn't dislike it, the humble job can help the young master get his pulse."
Min Rui's eyes brightened: "Are you still able to diagnose the pulse?"
"It's not considered good at all. It's just a little bit of knowledge. It's not proficient. I don't have the talent in this area." Qin Wuyan told the truth: "It's just that for a while, I followed Master and read some medical books. I heard Master talk about some difficult and miscellaneous diseases, so I remembered them in my heart."
Min Rui stared at Qin Wuyan, with a little more admiration in his heart, he stretched out his thin wrist with blue veins from under the quilt: "Commander Qin is really amazingly talented, although I am weak, the people I have met are not so good. Few, but this is the first time I have seen a genius who is as smart and has an unforgettable memory as Commander Qin..."
Qin Wuyan rested his fingers on Min Rui's pulse, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, in my humble heart, the young master is the real smart person."
Min Rui stared at Qin Wuyan's slightly frowned eyebrows, and asked, "What's the matter?"
"The young master is worrying too much and his body is too congested. This is the real sign. It is not a big problem if he is soaked in cold air." Qin Wuyan let go of his hand and helped Min Rui sit up: "If the young master really wants to You have to take good care of your body, and don't care about things that you shouldn't care about in the future."
Min Rui stared at Qin Wuyan: "This entire Min Mansion, what is it that I should not take care of?"
"The holy girl should be pure and pure, with no love at all. This young master should be clearer than me. If you break the palace rules, you will be burned at the stake." Qin Wuyan lowered his eyes: "If this matter spreads... …”
Min Rui only felt that something was blocked in his throat, and his breathing became uncomfortable: "Qin Wuyan, are you planning to kill them all?"
"It depends on the attitude of the Holy Maiden towards me." Qin Wuyan raised the corners of his lips and acted recklessly with a smile: "A woman as high as the Holy Maiden would actually be this kind of person in private...
I don't know that in Min Mansion..."
"Shut up!" Min Rui clutched his chest, only feeling his blood surging.
Seeing this, Qin Wuyan's eyes were quick and his hands were quick. He grabbed Min Rui's arm and yanked it towards the side of the bed. The fingers of his other hand pressed the acupuncture point on Qin Wuyan's back, raised his palm, and spoke to him gently. Zhun Min Rui patted his back.
"Ouch!" Min Rui spat out a mouthful of thick black blood.