Warlord's darling: medical concubine against the sky

He just touched his hand and immediately released it like an electric shock.

Luo Yun ran was stunned for a moment. After a while, he said, "why did you leave? What happened to you?"

"I have a fever now..." Beitang night said.

Luo Yun dyed his chin. "Yes, you have a fever, so?"

"I may be... Infected with the plague!" Beitang night's five fingers could not help clutching the sheet.

When he said this, he also nervously paid attention to whether someone outside passed by. This matter must not be known to a third person except himself and Luo Yunran.

Qingliguo has just experienced the change of imperial power. He succeeded to the throne three years ago, and the court was dissatisfied with his presence.

Some old ministers united to revolt. In their eyes, they were an incompetent prince who would scream at the sight of a mouse.

If you are weak, you can be bullied.

But they didn't expect that in the end, all their old cats were bitten to death by their own mouse.

Despite the elimination of those who pick things, there are still people who conceive ghosts towards the center.

Once something happens to him and he doesn't leave an heir, how can those people miss this great opportunity and must fight back.

At that time, Xi'er and Luo Yunran, who had the closest relationship with themselves, won't stay.

Once he thought that in broken night city was the safest place to protect the people he wanted to protect, but when they stayed in broken night city, it was the greatest danger.

Luo Yunran: "

She silently looked at the North Hall for a while, and then sighed.

"So you come back quietly and don't disturb anyone or contact people, just afraid of infecting others?"

Beitang night bowed his head and looked dim, "HMM."

Luo Yunran couldn't help laughing. She went back to beitangye and put her hand on his shoulder.

Beitang was startled at night and subconsciously wanted to jump away, "what are you doing!"

Luo Yun ran took his fingers as claws and pressed beitangye's shoulder. He firmly pressed him in place. His expression was serious and serious, "I'm a doctor. Can't I tell the difference between fever and plague?"

Beitang was stunned at night. After a while, he suddenly reacted, "so you mean... No, not what you told me. Is fever one of the symptoms of the plague?"

Luo Yun dyed his chin. "Fever is one of the symptoms of plague, but not all fever is plague. This logical relationship can't be pushed back. Do you understand?"

If all fevers were plagues, it would be against the sky.

"So I... no?" Beitang night still couldn't believe it.

"You are just an ordinary cold, so you need to have a good rest and get well, otherwise if you go to the military camp with such a fragile physical condition, you really have a greater chance of catching the plague than ordinary people. Understand?"

Not long ago, a plague broke out in the army of Qingli country.

Then, in a short night, the plague broke out in a large area, killing nearly 200 people one after another, and countless people who were infected and did not die.

Because of the fear of the plague, even soldiers who are obviously ill choose not to report, and do not want to be locked up with plague patients, because there is only a dead end.

This makes it impossible to distinguish between uninfected and infected people. As time goes by, new plague patients continue to appear all the time.

Beitangye has been in the military camp for this day and night, but it has not played much role in fact.

Now it is still a critical moment for them to compete with the two armies of cangyun country. If the news of the outbreak of plague in the barracks of Qingli country reaches cangyun country, they will take advantage of the chaos and attack, which is a fatal blow!

Beitang night nodded, "I understand..."

Then after a while, he focused again, and sighed with relief, "I see."

Luo Yunran is relieved. It seems that she really understands this time.

"So lie down now and don't go anywhere until you get well."

"No, the army is in chaos now. I can't go back if I don't go back." if he wasn't worried about Luo Yunran and beitangxi, he wouldn't come back in a hurry.

Now, although he was relieved to learn that he was just a common fever and not infected with the plague, it doesn't mean that he can relax. He still has a lot to do, and no one else can replace him.

Luo Yun was silent for a moment and nodded, "that's OK, but you have to sleep first anyway. When you wake up, I'll go back with you."

"You can't go there. It's too dangerous!" beitangye disagreed.

Now the army is in chaos. He doesn't know which one is infected with the plague again. He can take risks by himself. With another Luoyun dye, Beitang night estimates that he has to worry and can't sleep.

"I must go." Luo Yunran's attitude is very firm. "I'm not discussing with you, just informing you."

If she wants to develop a medicine for the plague, she must contact clinical patients.

It is not feasible to be heavily protected in this palace.

And there, she can also test whether her medicine is effective for the first time.

"You know, even if you don't let me go, if I want to go, there will be a way to go. And do you really have the heart to let your soldiers live in fear all the time? If this goes on, the military will be in chaos. Once the enemy attacks, it will be completely scattered and defeated. Can you afford the risk?"

Luo Yunran's analysis of every sentence has struck the pain of Beitang night.

He could not help but clench his back teeth, clenched his fist and finally nodded, "OK, you go with me, but you must ensure that you don't mess around in the barracks. You must always be under my surveillance!"

"I promise." Luo Yunran answered casually, pressed beitangye down, raised his hand and covered his eyes, "close your eyes."

Although beitangye had doubts, he trusted Luo Yunran's words wholeheartedly, and closed his eyes as she said.

Luo Yunran grabbed his arm, untied his armor and rolled up his sleeves.

When you can't see, other senses will always become more acute. Soon beitangye felt that his arm was tight and tied by something, and then the back of his hand was cool.

Luo Yunran kept patting the back of his hand. A moment later, he suddenly tingled.

The sting soon disappeared, and then there was a sound of hearing, and then beitangye's hand was straightened.

"It will be a little cold. You don't have to worry. If you feel any other discomfort, please tell me at any time." Luo Yunran's voice sounded in his ear.

Beitangye turned his head and wanted to see it. Suddenly, there was a burst of brilliance in front of him. The bed curtain was put down, blocking him inside, and his hand was still stretched out outside the curtain.