Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

"Princess, if this continues, the prince will be in danger..." the steward said anxiously.

It's dangerous!

If Dongfang Aoshi is burned to death, she will be free, and there will be one less evil in the world, killing two birds with one stone!

Wenrou snorted coldly in her heart, "Is he in danger? Does it have anything to do with me?"

"Princess..." The steward still wanted to speak, but the servant girl came over with a basin of hot water.

Immediately diverted his attention, turned around and went to work——

"Hurry up, change a pot, continue to apply to the prince, and get rid of the sweat as soon as possible. At the end, you should check the doors and windows to see if they are closed tightly, so as not to let the cold wind in, and the prince will be frozen; Xixi, add some more charcoal to make the room more comfortable." The inner gentleness is higher; Yingchun, come and help..."

Gentleness is not what I want to care about.

But the manager's series of arrangements made her unable to listen any longer!

What did the imperial doctor tell the steward?

He didn't know, would this only make people burn more and more until their brains were burnt out?

But the stewards and the maids didn't even know this bit of common sense, so they obediently followed suit——

I really can't stand the tenderness!

To be honest, she really hates Dongfang Aoshi——

There was nothing redeeming about that person.

But it is impossible for Gentle to watch a person burn to death in front of her eyes.

Forget it.

Just make atonement for the owner of this body.

Of course, gentleness does not have extravagant expectations, Dongfang Aoshi will write off the past because of this time.

Wenrou only hopes that after she helps Dongfang Aoshi, he can sit down properly, listen to what she has said, and think seriously, and Wenrou will be satisfied.

A few strides forward, preventing the servant girl from applying hot towels to Dongfang Aoshi's forehead, commanding them one by one——

"You go and pour out the hot water and replace it with cold water, the cooler the better; you go and open all the windows and doors to keep the air circulating; you go and let all the maids retreat and leave three people to take care of them; you Go call some people, and carry out the brazier, so many coals are burning, and the carbon dioxide is not suffocating you, it is really lucky for you; and you, go and get some clean clothes..."

What Wenrou said was completely different from what the imperial doctor said. Maids, you look at me and I look at you, but no one moved.

"What are you doing in a daze? Hurry up! Do you want him to be burned to death?" Rourou was annoyed.

As soon as they heard that Dongfang Aoshi might die, the maids didn't dare to neglect, and immediately acted according to the gentle words.

Rourou removed all the quilts, and with the help of the steward, took off Dongfang Aoshi's clothes, wiped his body, and changed all the sheets and quilts with new ones.

Next, Rourou wiped Dongfang Aoshi's body every once in a while.

Slowly, the temperature of Dongfang Aoshi's body began to drop, and it was no longer as hot as a stove.

With the help of the steward, Wenrou put on breathable clothes for him, and then covered him with a quilt.

"Close the door." Gentle said.

Dongfang Aoshi's body temperature has already dropped, so it is good to leave a window for ventilation, the door is open, the air flow is too large, not only does not help, but will aggravate the condition.

The servant girl no longer hesitated, and immediately acted according to the gentle words——

Originally, they were skeptical of gentleness.

I think she might take the opportunity to take revenge on Dongfang Aoshi.

Now that Dongfang Aoshi's temperature has dropped, the maids are of course obedient to Wenrou, and they all listen to her.