Warlord's darling: medical concubine against the sky

"Don't move your hands, or they will swell up." Luo Yunran warned in a deep voice.

Beitang night really didn't dare to move. He couldn't see what was happening outside the bed curtain. He just felt that something cool seemed to be entering his body.

This is an experience that has never been experienced before. Strange things always make people feel afraid.

Luo Yunran didn't say much. Beitangye is not a child anymore. Do you have to do psychological construction for him to lose liquid.

She pulled a chair aside and went outside to get a fan in.

The side hall is not as good as the main hall. It is for the doctors and waiters in the hospital to rest. In this hot summer, naturally, there will be no ice to relieve the heat. They can only take a PU fan and hand it.

When she took the fan in, she closed her eyes, shook the fan and realized that she had entered the Lingshu system.

Just now, there were some in her system for every taste of those drugs in the Tai hospital.

Now the system is very busy. More than 20 medicine stoves are stewing at the same time.

Luo Yunran is still trying more prescriptions.

Because no matter how these drugs are prepared, she always feels wrong and lacks something very important.

The tent moved slightly, and the Pu fan dyed by Luo Yun patted it, "don't move!"

Half of Beitang's body was stiff when he was sleeping in the tent. He was asked not to move so hard. He was really under great pressure and worked hard on every muscle of his body.

"I don't do it, can I lean a little?" the voice of Beitang night came carefully from behind the tent.

"HMM." Luo Yunran whispered and agreed..

Beitang night dared to move a little, adjusted a slightly more comfortable posture, exhaled a breath and didn't do anything. He was sweating all over.

Then a fan suddenly came in through the gap, "here, here you are. If it's hot, fan it yourself."

Beitang couldn't help laughing at night. "Anyway, you're here. Why don't you fan me?"

"I'm so beautiful. I'm not your handmaid. Why don't I give you a fan? Take it if you want, don't pull it down." Luo Yunran said and wanted to take the fan back.

Beitang night quickly grabbed it, "I want it, can't I?"

Luo Yunran threw the fan directly to him, and then he went outside to take one in and watched Beitang night drip.

She didn't care about the things in the Lingshu system for the time being, so she let the medicine fry automatically there. She would have no inspiration for the prescription for treating the plague for a while and a half. She would not have any results if she kept thinking about it. She wouldn't waste time. Just wait until Beitang night is better. Go to the military camp with him. I believe it will be much more useful than now.

But with the fan on her hand and the medicine frying there, another analysis report was put in front of her in the system.

That was a test report left by the system when dongjinlin went to the valley to find her a few days ago.

This file is compared with those in the system three years ago. The results are simply shocking. The data level in all aspects is not a little worse than that three years ago.

Haven't you seen him for three years? Is his body so bad

But according to her original inference, even if his condition would worsen, it would not worsen to this extent.

Is he taking good care of himself!

Luo Yunran didn't know how long it would take. When she suddenly regained her consciousness, she suddenly found that the drops of Beitang night had been finished long ago. The bags were empty and the blood had flowed back along the pipe!

She was so frightened that she screamed and lost her Pu fan. She hurriedly pulled out the needle tube and held it down!

"OK?" the voice of Beitang night came out from inside, which sounded very obedient.

Luo Yunran quickly cleaned up the remaining medical waste and collected it all back into the system space. Then he answered, "well, didn't you feel something wrong just now? Why didn't you call me?"

"I don't think there's anything wrong. What's wrong?" before the sound of night talk in the North Hall fell, Luo Yunran lifted the bed curtain and hung it on the hook.

He saw a piece of white cloth pasted on the back of his hand. Luo Yunran asked him to hold it down, and he immediately did so.

Luo Yunran opened his mouth and wanted to speak. At the exit, he closed his mouth and shook his head. "It's all right. You can sleep for a while. I'll go to the Tai hospital."

Beitang night suddenly sat up from bed, "I'll go with you!"

He got up a little hard, and he was dizzy.

Luo Yunran pressed the man, "let you rest and rest. Please follow the doctor's advice. Do you understand what these four words mean?"

Beitangye smiled. It was clear that he was a high and dignified emperor, but he felt really good to be controlled by others. "Are you worried about me?"

"I'm worried about every one of my patients." joking, her professional ethics is absolutely beyond doubt, okay.

"Whatever you say, anyway, I'll treat you as special about my worry and don't accept refutation." beitangye smiled contentedly.

Every patient from where? She has only one patient now.

He couldn't have watched her put too much heart into others.

"I think you've been burned for a long time and your brain is still awake." Luo Yunran shook his head and got up and left.

As soon as he got out of the gate of the side hall, Luo Yunran "snapped" to hold the master and closed his eyes.

After a long time, she looked up at the dazzling sun at the top of her head, so was it too hot to feel uncomfortable?

The Lingshu system also checked her own body, and the results showed that she was normal in all aspects and there was nothing wrong.

Luo Yunran was a little confused, and there was no more entanglement.

She must be very confident in the results of the system. It may really be because she stayed up all night and the weather was too hot.

Besides, she doesn't feel any discomfort now.

Luo Yunran shook her head and turned away.

……

"See the Lord!"

In cangyun's state-run account, marshals and generals gathered in a room large and small.

As soon as dongjinlin came in, they saluted respectfully.

Dongjinlin nodded faintly, "all free. I hurried here just after receiving the urgent report. What happened so urgent?"

The old Marshal came forward with a ashamed look on his face, "it's presumptuous to ask the Lord to hurry up. You've worked hard enough along the way. If it weren't for an emergency, the old minister wouldn't have specially repaired a letter to let you come as soon as possible!"

According to the established itinerary, dongjinlin should have arrived at Pingyang city this evening.

But now it was just noon, and others were already sitting here. The old Marshal naturally thought it was their own letter, which made dongjinlin hurry up again.

In fact, dongjinlin had arrived in Pingyang city a few days ago, but none of the people in their camp knew it.

"If you are polite, you don't have to say it. Let's get straight to the point."

"Yes, we have just received a secret report that a large area of plague broke out in the army of Qingli country!" said the old marshal.