The wizard thought for a moment, took out a few bottles of medicine from the cloth bag he carried with him, smelled it, and shook his head: "The old man has other ways, but I haven't brought it with me at this time. Let the old man go back to the island to generalize the medicine." Once you get something, you will know..."
The wizard left a few bottles of pills, and then left in the high priest's exclusive chariot.
Qin Wuyan sat on the side of the bed, looked at Zhuang Xiaoyu who had woken up, took the warm and moist handkerchief from Yinling's hand, and wiped the fine sweat off Zhuang Xiaoyu's face.
The doors and windows of the house were closed tightly, and the fire in the charcoal basin was burning brightly and warmly.
The blood stains on Zhuang Xiaoyu's body had already been wiped clean, and she changed into a close-fitting cotton shirt, her long hair was wet with sweat and stuck together.
Qin Wuyan pulled down the quilt to wipe her neck and fingers, Zhuang Xiaoyu pinched Qin Wuyan's fingers forcefully, and asked tremblingly, "I'm not dreaming, am I?"
Qin Wuyan brought the soup to her lips and fed it to her lips: "Drink some soup, you are not dreaming."
A look of joy appeared on Zhuang Xiaoyu's face, her fingers slid down to her belly, and she asked anxiously: "The baby is born, is he okay?
The wizard said that he can be raised, is he very small, and what does he look like? "
Qin Wuyan paused for a moment, his face was sluggish and haggard, his hair was a little messy, and he coaxed Zhuang Xiaoyu: "The wizard said that you are very weak, you should drink this soup first, and when you feel better, I will take you to see him."
Zhuang Xiaoyu smiled, and asked again: "Is it because I am weak and afraid of passing on my sickness to my children?"
Qin Wuyan: "..."
Qin Wuyan bit the back of the tooth socket, and felt a faint taste of blood welling up in his throat. He took another spoonful of soup and fed it to her lips, with a hoarse voice, "Drink some more, this is tonic soup, drink it up." Get better sooner."
Zhuang Xiaoyu didn't know where the strength came from, raised his hand to take the soup bowl in Qin Wuyan's hand, brought it to his lips trembling, and poured the whole bowl of medicinal soup into his belly in one breath.
Qin Wuyan put her to sleep, took out a medicine bottle from his arms, poured out one, and fed it into Zhuang Xiaoyu's mouth: "This is the medicine left by the wizard, you take one."
Zhuang Xiaoyu swallowed the pill, and soon his head became dizzy, and his eyelids gradually became heavy.
Qin Wuyan rubbed the acupuncture points on her head with his fingertips, and whispered: "Go to sleep for a while, when you fall asleep, you won't think about anything."
After a while, Zhuang Xiaoyu breathed evenly, looked calm, and fell into a deep lethargy.
Qin Wuyan looked at her sleeping face, unable to recover for a long time.
Someone lightly touched his arm, Qin Wuyan came back to his senses, and saw Yinling standing in front of him holding a basin of warm water, and said softly, "High Priest, Madam is asleep, wash your hands."
Qin Wuyan stroked Zhuang Xiaoyu's sweat-soaked hair just now. A man who loves cleanliness and is handsome and handsome must not be able to bear the stickiness of sweat between his fingers.
Qin Wuyan soaked his fingers in warm water, wiped them clean with a handkerchief, and threw the handkerchief into the basin, "Stay well outside the door. If Madam has any movements, come and report to me immediately."
After saying that, he put down the curtain, stood up, left the bedroom with his hands behind his back, and went to the study.
Looking at the man's broad and burly back, Yin Ling was in a daze, her eyes were full of admiration and admiration.
Qin Wuyan went to the study and summoned the housekeeper again. After listening to the housekeeper's words, Qin Wuyan raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, and murmured: "The Min family, is it the Min family again? It is simply unreasonable to do it in the priest's mansion!!"