Yue'er has a fever.
I wonder if it was because she and the children of Yi Cheng's family ran wildly in the rain and got caught in the rain.
But Yue'er has always been in good health. From birth to now, she has almost never been sick.
Wen Jin checked her pulse, fed her spiritual spring water, fed her fresh fruit puree from the space, wiped her body to reduce her fever... but all had little effect.
"I'm called a miracle doctor, but I can't do anything about my daughter's fever?"
Wen Jin wondered if her medical skills had deteriorated?
Their team, Mali, also brought two accompanying doctors.
After all, it is unrealistic and unreasonable to ask the Queen to treat everyone.
Wen Jin asked people to invite the two doctors over.
After diagnosing the pulse, the two doctors discussed the syndrome with each other.
"What medicine did the empress use?" they asked Wen Jin.
Wen Jin said, "I don't take any medicine, because judging from Yue'er's symptoms, I can't tell whether she has a cold or a fever. She has always been in good health, but suddenly she had a high fever and became drowsy. If I care about her, she will be confused and will not be able to wake up. Dare to make random assertions."
The two doctors nodded, looking a little embarrassed and confused.
"Ms. Qi, after the two of us discussed it, I feel that...it is more like a frightened child. Considering the delicate body of the princess, I don't think you should use medicine rashly. Maybe you should ask Taifu Han to take a look."
The two doctors were a little nervous and hesitated to speak.
Wen Jin narrowed his eyes, "Do you two think... Yue'er is 'possessed'?"
The two doctors quickly waved their hands and shook their heads, as if they had violated some taboo by saying so.
But the look in the two people's eyes clearly meant this.
After Wen Jin repeatedly asked, the two of them just prescribed a decoction to soothe the nerves and relieve dryness.
For such a young child to drink medicine that calms depression, removes dryness and lowers liver-fire... it would be better to ask her to drink more water.
It seems that her medical skills have not deteriorated.
But Yue'er's illness is indeed a bit strange.
Could it be because she was staying in the inn and planned to stay for a few more days instead of running around to "put out the fire". He planned to calm down both himself and Han Xian, think carefully, and review the whole thing... Was it because of this decision that Yue'er became drowsy and feverish?
"Your Majesty, the princess, the princess keeps talking in her sleep." The maid taking care of Yue'er hurriedly found Wen Jin.
Wen Jin quickly returned to Yue'er's bedside.
Yue'er's little face was as red as a ripe apple.
She put her hand on it, and the heat made her feel anxious.
"Daddy, I want daddy... I want to see my father..."
Wen Jin put his ear next to Yue'er's murmuring lips and heard her intermittent murmurs.
"Want to see daddy?" Wen Jin's eyes narrowed.
So Yue'er misses her father?
Before she traveled through time, she heard a colleague from the Department of Pediatrics say that children are very magical.
You usually look at children carelessly, right? But if he hasn't seen the relatives he cares about every day for several days.
He doesn't know what "missing" means, but he will cry for no reason, and even have a fever and get sick.
Could this be the case for Yue'er?
Wen Jin is not a pediatrician. She is not good at pediatric diseases.
But thinking of this, she immediately dismissed the people waiting in the house.
She put down the bed curtain again, "Don't worry Yue'er, I'll find your father now and let him talk to Yue'er, okay?"
Wen Jin took out the transmission note and transmitted it to Xiao Yuchen.
"Your Majesty, Yue'er misses you very much. Please take some time, even for a quarter of an hour, to talk to Yue'er and coax her."
"Xiao Yuchen! Did you hear that? Yue'er is sick from thinking about you! Talk to her quickly!"
The transmission note in Wen Jin's hand did not move for a long time.
"Daddy, I want daddy..." Yue'er closed her eyes, but her eyes were moving uneasily.
Her face was flushed, her breathing was rapid, and even her breath was hot.
The news to Xiao Yuchen could not be spread, and Wen Jin was angry and anxious.
She hugged Yue'er and tried to enter the space again.
But was blocked out again.
Wen Jin had no choice but to surround Yue'er with space aura.
She kept wiping Yue'er's body with a cool wet handkerchief to cool her down.
Looking for Han Xian?
But she once heard Zhou Lingfeng say that it would be dangerous to interrupt them rashly while they were in retreat...
"Oh, by the way! Zhou Lingfeng!"
Wen Jin quickly used the telegraph to contact Zhou Lingfeng.
"Daozhang Zhou, is the treatment of the plague going well? How is the prince's condition? Now Yue'er suddenly has a fever for no reason and is lethargic. She calls her daddy in gibberish.
"But I can't contact the emperor. Taifu Han is in seclusion. Is there any way, Daozhang Zhou? Or, can you send Yue'er back to Kyoto to see the emperor?"
Wen Jin looked nervously at the Taoist talisman in his hand.
Fortunately this time, the Taoist talisman spontaneously ignited quickly.
She held the handful of ashes in her hand and breathed a long sigh of relief, feeling cold sweat on her back.
"Back to your Majesty, the treatment of the plague has gone smoothly. Although there are many difficulties, His Highness said that difficulties are the most training people and encourage people to grow. Your Highness is more mature and calm than when he was in Kyoto!
"It's just that I have consumed a lot of Taoist energy recently and am unable to go to the empress. If I go reluctantly, I'm afraid I won't be able to come back to the prince.
"Your Highness has something to say to the princess, hoping to appease the princess and help the empress."
Zhou Lingfeng's voice echoed in Wen Jin's ears with a hint of fatigue and vicissitudes that he had never heard in Kyoto.
She didn't know whether to feel comforted or disappointed...
Her eyes fell on Yue'er's red face.
"Brother..." Yue'er muttered.
Wen Jin's eyes lit up.
"Yeah... I know." The corners of Yue'er's mouth turned up slightly, as if she was smiling, "Okay, I'll be obedient... see my brother. Yue'er... it's okay."
Listening to his daughter's intermittent words, Wen Jin felt that his heart was about to be broken.
Why is the child so good?
How come you are so sick and yet so well-behaved?
She kept changing Yue'er's handkerchiefs, and one of the handkerchiefs that had been soaked in the Lingquan water became very cold after being wiped off her body for a while before it became very hot.
"Your Majesty, please don't worry too much. Pindao and His Highness the Crown Prince have just made a fortune telling each other. Her Highness Princess's fever this time is not a bad thing! Whether it is a good thing that comes from a bad time or not, please rest assured, Your Majesty."
Zhou Lingfeng's voice came again.
Wen Jin made a move.
Is it going to be a good time? Good thing?
I don’t know if Zhou Lingfeng was comforting her, or if he was serious about it?
Wen Jin only hesitated for a moment before continuing to physically cool Yue'er down.
I wonder if the son talking to his daughter had an effect.
An hour later, Yue'er's fever subsided.
Before she woke up, she suddenly said, "Daddy, don't go, don't leave Yueyue..."
Wen Jin froze, "Yue'er, Yue'er? Have you had a nightmare?"
Yue'er's long eyelashes trembled, and she finally opened her eyes, "Aniang, why are you crying?"
Her little hand reached out to Wen Jin's face and wiped it gently.
Only then did Wen Jin realize that his face was indeed wet.
"You must have been anxious just now. Did Yue'er have a nightmare? Don't be afraid, grandma is here. Dad, brother, Taifu Han, Master Zhou, and many, many others will protect Yue'er."
Wen Jin patted her back gently and comforted her softly.
"Yue'er is not afraid." The little girl's voice regained its vitality, "Auntie, let's go back to Kyoto. Daddy needs our help!"
