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Chapter 41 High fever
Zhao Jun was urgently rescued by Qingliu and the others, and the imperial physician in the palace also rushed over to treat him as quickly as possible.

Fortunately, she was not buried for a long time, and when she finally fell down, the veil in her mouth slightly covered her nasal cavity, preventing the mud from covering it.

The imperial physician who rushed over cleaned up the suffocation without too much effort, and Zhao Jun's breathing became much more stable.

but……

"The doctor, didn't he say that breathing is all right? Then why is there no sign of waking up?"

Ying Zheng sat on the edge of the bed and asked angrily as he looked at the ruddy man lying on the bed but who showed no sign of sobriety.

"Forgive me, Your Majesty. Although Mr. Zhao is breathing smoothly, he may have been frightened after this calamity, and now he has a high fever."

The imperial doctor knelt beside him and said tremblingly, buried his head very deeply.

"high fever?"

Ying Zheng glanced at the person on the bed, and it turned out that his rosy face was getting hot.

"Then hurry up and reduce the fever, take medicine, and save her no matter what you think of!"

Ying Zheng's deep tone made people tremble with fear, and the imperial physician at the side hurriedly kowtowed and went down to make medicine.

He looked at the person lying on the bed, and his thoughts gradually drifted away.

He had already sent people to seal Huayang Palace. The reason why Zhao Ji chose to take revenge at this time was because she really had few days to live.

The imperial doctor saw it, he was seriously ill, and the oil was exhausted.

So I want to struggle one last time before I die, and the kidnapping of Jun Zhao is entirely because of myself.

Ying Zheng couldn't help recalling what his mother was like in his memory.

Married to his father when he was trapped in the Zhao country, and later gave birth to himself, although he never gave himself a single bit of love.

But when his father fled Zhao Guodu alone and left their mother and son alone.

Ying Zheng thought that his mother would depend on him for life.

But no, she was doing pretty well by her own means.

Although she ignored him, Ying Zheng survived in Zhao Guo because of a Zhao Guo mother.

Although he was dissatisfied with his mother's ignorance, he could understand her choice.

After returning to Qin, Yingzheng thought that the future would get better and better, but he was wrong.

His father passed away, and he succeeded to the throne when he was young. His mother, together with Lu Buwei, controlled the government, without any regard for the relationship between mother and child.

He would rather collude with an outsider than raise his own son.

When he was an adult and finally held the power in his hands, he didn't hate her, he just treated her as an insignificant person and gave her the identity she deserved.

But unexpectedly, she would be so shameless that she raised a man in the palace and gave birth to two sons.

If it wasn't for Miao Du's nonsense after drinking, saying that he was the second father of King Qin, he didn't know how long he would have to hide this matter.

Such a mother found him a godfather without his knowledge, and even gave birth to a 'brother'.

How could Ying Zheng tolerate such a thing, he did not hesitate to deal with that group of people, including the baby who should not have existed in the swaddling baby.

But he still didn't do anything to her, he just locked her in the palace.

Unexpectedly, his mother, who he had never hated before, hated him so far.

Forget it, the relationship between mother and child in this life is over.

Let her go to hell with this hatred.

Ying Zheng restrained his mind and stopped thinking about it.

The top priority now is for Zhao Jun to wake up quickly, Qin cannot lose such a priest.

This time the kidnapping was a big commotion, the front and rear palaces were alarmed, and the one in Huayang Palace was also involved.

For a time, people in the entire palace had different thoughts.

There were also many people in the court who inquired, but they were completely suppressed by Ying Zheng's iron and blood methods.

Soon the silence was restored, and no one dared to discuss in private anymore.

In the past two days, the turmoil has subsided, and it seems that the hustle and bustle of the past has resumed.

However, Zhao Jun still did not wake up.

And it keeps getting hot again and again.

"Two days have passed, and there is still no improvement at all. What are you raising for food?"

Ying Zheng suppressed his anger and looked at the row of imperial doctors kneeling below.

"My lord, I have used all available methods, but there is really no way to deal with high fever."

Kneeling at the front is the Imperial Physician Ling, who was also the one who healed Jun Zhao from the beginning.

"Is there really nothing we can do?"

Ying Zheng looked at the kneeling imperial physician with sad faces.

Although they knew that they must have tried their best, they still couldn't hide their anger.

"Your Majesty, this can only depend on Mr. Zhao's own will. Even if the genius doctor Bian Que is here, I am afraid there is nothing he can do."

The leading imperial physician replied in a low voice, not daring to look at his face.

"Bian Que."

Ying Zheng had heard about this man and said that he had great medical skills, but his whereabouts were secretive, and he did not know where he was now.

"You try your best to heal, no matter how long it takes, I will send someone to find Bian Que."

Ying Zheng glanced at Zhao Jun who was lying on the bed, his face was still flushed and his lips were chapped.

Wait a little longer, you must persevere, isn't it a fairy, it shouldn't be so easy to die.

After watching it for a moment, he led his people back out, leaving only Qingliu who was taking care of here.

Time passed little by little, and when night fell, Qingliu stood beside her, wiping her body with clean water.

After a while, the water in the basin became cold, and Qingliu basically finished wiping, and went out with the water.

Not long after she left, Zhao Jun, who had been in a deep sleep, narrowed his eyes with difficulty.

She felt that she was lying on the bed, she should have been saved, but she had a splitting headache and a fever.

What's going on here?
"Master, you've finally woken up, I've made my voice hoarse."

The voice of the mirror in his head sounded excited, but not hoarse.

"So it was you who called me."

Zhao Jun responded in his mind that he had returned to modern times in his dream.

I was waking up with banknotes to buy a house when I was woken up.

It turned out to be you, disturbing my dream.

"Oh, don't worry about this for now. I don't know if you can go back after you die, but you are still in Qin before you die. If you don't wake up, you will die soon."

The mirror briefly recounted her current high fever to her.

"So I didn't die, Ying Zheng came, but I'm about to be burned to death now?"

Zhao Jun listened to everything carefully, without feeling generalized.

Sure enough, the best way to die is to bury alive. Look, won't this buy time!
"Okay, don't think about messing around, hurry up and save yourself."

The mirror was in a hurry, and was still joking around.

"Oh, that's right, you opened the world line cleanly, I'll go to the old man to change some antipyretics, won't you still be here this time?"

The mirror ignored her, it was opening the world connection.

After a while, a voice finally came from there.

But it was not the old man, but the voice of a young woman.

"Hello, is there something wrong? Grandpa is away these two days. He gave me something. Tell me if you need anything."

A woman's calm voice came, like the granddaughter of the old man.

"Yes, I'm really in a hurry now, so I won't talk to you for now, please give me a plate of antipyretics as soon as possible, thank you, I want the one with the best effect, as soon as possible."

Zhao Jun's voice was weak, and it sounded like he knew that she was in a very bad condition.

(End of this chapter)