Consciousness in a little void

A little bit of pulling away

"Stop!"

The sentry made a noise and the rest of the sentries stopped at once.

Sheng xijue, curled up on the ground, has lost consciousness and is motionless.

"Isn't it dead?"

Whispered a sentry.

So, he squatted down, reached out to explore under Sheng xijue's nose, "fortunately, there is still gas."

"Throw him away, or send him to the hospital?" Asked a sentry.

Everyone looked at each other, "have you forgotten the master's order? Whether he is dead or alive has nothing to do with us! Throw away! "

Sheng xijue was thrown into the far side of the road. The sentry turned back to his post and continued to stand guard.

Three in the morning.

The servants in the south building were in a panic. They immediately called the doctor and asked him to rush to the south building.

At the same time, the servant also informed the East Tower, "no, Miss Wei suddenly had a high fever!"

The servant who received the news did not dare to delay. He immediately informed Chu Zhongqi Fenghe, Master Chu Yanyi and Mengmeng.

Everyone was awakened in their sleep. When they heard the news of Vivian's high fever, the same expression appeared on their faces. They were worried.

Weiwei's brain burned when she was a child because of the high fever and not getting timely treatment.

Since then, every time she has a fever, it's a very difficult thing.

The high fever never subsided.

Weiwei's high fever, in the hearts of all people, is not a small illness that can be solved by infusion, but a serious illness that makes everyone nervous!

"Prepare the car, go to the South Tower!"

Chu Zhong leads to go out first, Yan Yi people anxiously ask servant, "call doctor?"

"Don't worry, young lady. The people in the south building have called the doctor at the first time. Now the doctor should have arrived at the south building."

Dejected nod, Yan Yi people also quickly step out, get on the car.

On the car, the atmosphere is abnormally condensed.

There is no one to talk, everyone's face is a face of anxiety and worry.

When he arrived at the south tower, Chu Zhong waved away from Meng Meng's support and walked quickly to the room.

"Here you are, sir..."

"What's going on? When dinner, Wei Wei is still good, how suddenly started a high fever? How do you take care of her? "

Chu Zhong was furious, his eyes were sharp, and he stared at the servants with full deterrence.

The servants shook their heads. "Miss Wei was very good when she took a bath at night. Unexpectedly, she had a fever in the middle of the night..."

"Waste, all waste!" Chu Zhong said angrily. He went upstairs angrily to see Wei Wei.

Qi Fenghe followed closely. Master Chu never said a word. He stepped upstairs quickly and Mengmeng followed him.

"Make coffee and bring it upstairs later." The Yanyi people told the servants that Wei Wei was in a high fever, and Master Chu would guard her.

Make him some coffee to refresh his mind.

"Yes, little lady."

Tell the good servant that Yan Yi can go upstairs quickly.

In the bedroom, the doctor just took her temperature. Vivian had a high fever of 40 °, her face was red, and her lips were dry and dark red.

The breath is hot.

Master Chu patted her face lightly. She had no response. "Vivian, wake up."

The doctor matched the antipyretic solution step by step and immediately gave Weiwei an infusion. Qi Fenghe asked the doctor sadly, "when can Weiwei reduce the fever?"

"Madam, we can't confirm that. Miss Wei has a special constitution. For ordinary people, a fever is only a minor illness that can be cured by infusion and taking medicine. "

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