Is the sick beauty master washed white? [Transmigration Book]

Heavy frost grips the bones, cold to the touch.

"Master... Master?"

He looked up apprehensively.

Lu Tingqin's eyes were closed tightly, and she looked exhausted and sick, and she didn't intend to speak anymore.

Chongshuang faced Lu Tingqin, retreated step by step towards the door, and ran into the courtyard as if fleeing.

He clutched the white bones, flustered and confused, he couldn't believe that he had touched Lu Tingqin again just now.This was the first time in seven years that Lu Tingqin obeyed his wishes.He didn't have the slightest joy of victory, a barren hole was opened in his chest, and the cold wind swished down.

everything is over.

Painful, sad, doubtful... everything seems to be over with the return of this bone.Can he still stop the way to listen to what Qin has to say, and ask him to return all the blood that was taken away?What's more, Lu Tingqin was right, whether it was sooner or later, he had already given the reason.

Clear autumn, cold moon, sweet-scented osmanthus tree.The night is as dark as ink, full of stars.

Lu Tingqin's courtyard is the same as before.

Chongshuang looked around empty.

No matter how many times he came with pain and returned with humiliation, he hated this yard.Hate every bluestone road, every old door and window, every decoration, every room.Loathing Falling Moon Peak is like loathing ink dots accidentally falling on clean paper.

But now, he doesn't want to leave.

In the main room, there was a sudden sound of chairs rubbing against the ground and books falling to the ground.

Lu Tingqin was breathing heavily.He seemed to want to stand up, but failed, he hastily helped the table and dropped something.

With a tremor in his heart, Chongshuang ran to the wall and listened to the corner.

Master... since when did you become so fragile, wear thinner clothes, and catch the wind and cold after using your spiritual power?

Heavy Frost's ears were almost stuck to the window paper.

Wherever Lu Tingqin went, he followed him.Like a thief, through a wall, from the study side, avoiding the main entrance, moved to the inner room.

After a while, there was another dull sound.

Chongshuang immediately wanted to rush into the house to have a look.With difficulty suppressing the impulse, Lu Tingqin probably lay down on the couch.

Or rather, fell on the couch.

Heavy cream grabs hair.He was in a state of confusion, with a hint of fear, wanting to understand the matter right away, and knowing that Lu Tingqin would never see him again, he held his breath, for fear of making a noise that the people inside would hear.

He crouched on the ground, against the wall.In my mind, I kept turning Lu Tingqin's every word, thinking, thinking, my thoughts were uncontrollable, and gradually drifted away.

The water poured casually on the table is ice-cold, so it won’t be too cold to drink when you’re thirsty at night.The bedding has not been baked, can it be used, is it enough.What is Lu Tingqin's body like? It stands to reason that she has become a fairy body, and she shouldn't be like a mortal womb, unable to get sick...

The fingertips of the heavy frost felt the coldness of the bones, and it seemed that the pain from that time still remained under the ribs.

That steady hand without any hesitation.

Those indifferent eyes that don't know what they are looking at.

Chongshuang's heart seemed to be split in two, one half was hanging in the air, watching everything coldly and warily, and the other half was floating in anxiety.

He tilted his ears to distinguish Lu Tingqin's every breath, every tossing and turning movement.Convince yourself that as soon as something is wrong, go in immediately.

After an unknown amount of time, Lu Tingqin's rapid and incoherent breathing finally calmed down.

It is fast asleep.

Chongshuang got up on tiptoe, planning to go to Pharmacist Valley to look around again.

His legs were numb, and his body was soaked in the night wind.

The wind blows over the bricks and tiles, the weeds produce dew, the night turns from dark to bright, and the east is pale.

Main house, bedroom.

Lu Tingqin didn't sleep well.

He struggled between light sleep and deep sleep, and his dreams were grotesque, and he dreamed of looking for water from time to time.I searched all over the valley bottoms in the mountains, and the tops of the trees in the forest. After all the hard work, a flash of inspiration came to a cold pool.

Beside the cold pool, there is a boy wiping swords.Seeing this figure, Lu Tingqin felt restless in his dream.

His mind fluctuated, touching the edge of the real world, he was still not awake, and the overwhelming weight fell on him.Lu Tingqin flinched a little, feeling a dull pain in the heart, a headache and a hot brain, and there was no place to rest.

His long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he opened them dimly, feeling dizzy, and closed them again.

Grasping the thin quilt on her body, in the hot consciousness, she struggled hard to wake up and find some water to drink.

Wait a minute, thin quilt...

He was so dizzy last night that he didn't take off his clothes, and it was over when he lay down on the collapsed bed.I don't remember any thin quilts at all.

Could it be that Chongshuang is back again, and it was still covered by some mountain goblin...

Tianluo girl... how can anyone enter this door, is there a lock... how is it possible... heavy frost...

Lu Tingqin's thoughts flew wildly, curled up sideways, burned all his energy in the high fever, and refused to open his eyes no matter what.

Beside the bed.

The guards at the side heard Lu Tingqin's breathing change and immediately realized that he was awake.

A voice transmission called back to the person outside the house who lowered his voice and was gesturing to the disputer.

With a straight face, Ji He hurried into the room.Li San followed behind unhurriedly.Ye Wanggui, who had been guarding for a whole day, gave up his position before the collapse and consciously hid at the edge of the room.

The brothers and sisters stared at it with burning eyes, Li San dug out Lu Tingqin's wrist from the quilt, and put his fingers on it leisurely.

"Same."

After careful judgment, he whispered to Ji He.Pointing to the emergency medicine on the table, indicating that there is no change.

Ji He nodded.He waved his hand, signaling that everyone can go down, and he will do the rest.

Li San was thinking about the medicine he was boiling, and walked out the door first.

Ye Wanggui didn't want to leave, he tentatively wanted to stay at the end of the bed, while Ji He's brows were getting tighter and tighter, he stood at the door slowly, and was kicked out aggrieved.

Ji He picked up the medicine bowl and confirmed that the temperature was right.

Looking at Lu Tingqin who was curled up beside the quilt, who was obviously awake, waited and waited, endured and endured, and yelled in his best voice.

"Little five?"

"Um……"

Lu Tingqin buried her head in the quilt, making a sound like a kitten.

Ji He poked the quilt, and his head was buried a little bit inside.In the end, the whole person was covered in a quilt.

"Are you going to suffocate yourself?"

Ji He was helpless.Put down the medicine bowl and pull down the quilt.

Lu Tingqin closed her eyes tightly, and pressed her fingers on her heart.The fundus of the eyes is black and blue, the lips are dry and cracked, and there is a pitiful blush on the cheeks that were fair in the past. When you get close, you can feel the hot heat.

Ji He lightly touched Lu Tingqin's face with his soft fingertips.

"Be patient, get up and drink some water."

It is common for people who cultivate immortals to be injured, but the chance of getting sick is very rare.Even if you are sick, after a few days of adjustment, you will get better.

Ji He had seen Lu Tingqin with wounds all over and blood on the corners of his mouth, which was worse than this, but it was the first time in his memory that he was lying on the sick bed so weakly.He felt pain in his heart, and when he thought of Li San's diagnosis, he was even more depressed.Looking at Lu Tingqin, it was as if he was looking at a cat who would fail at any time, and he was afraid that he would not be able to bear the heavy movements.

Ji He sat on the edge, passed his arm under Lu Tingqin's neck, and slowly helped him up.Seeing Lu Tingqin, Liu Yemei frowned slightly, and stopped immediately.

After a few pauses, after he settled the person down, stuffed the pillow and sat down firmly, Lu Tingqin also woke up.

"Brother Ji..."

He yelled hoarsely.

"Open your mouth."

Ji He held a spoon, shallowly filled a spoonful of warm water, and brought it to his mouth.

"No need... come by yourself."

Lu Tingqin grabbed the edge of the quilt.

Hearing this, Ji He raised his eyebrows.Under Lu Tingqin's eager eyes, she took back the spoon and put it into the bowl on the table.

"You are capable." He took his chin and pointed in the direction of the bowl. "do it yourself."

Lu Tingqin pursed her lips.

Brother, you don't play cards according to common sense.

Now he is limp all over, and his heart is uncomfortable.I really don't want to move.It's just that they all have apprentices. Being fed like this, I can't save face, so I refuse.

Lu Tingqin felt his throat was on fire, and his saliva was almost dry.Turning his head, he stared at the bowl on the table sincerely.

As soon as he moved, the pain in his heart hurt, and he couldn't help but clutch the skirt of his clothes.

"Okay, okay, stop, stop, stop." Ji He said repeatedly.

He pulled the quilt over, pressed Lu Tingqin's half-stretched hand, stuffed it into the quilt and wrapped it up, and was tightly tucked in by the corners.Turning his head, he warmed the bottom of the bowl with spiritual power to ensure that it was still at a suitable temperature, filled another spoonful, and placed it near Lu Tingqin's lips.

Lu Tingqin drank the water in one gulp, licked his lips, but was still sleepy, so he closed his eyes and opened his mouth slightly.

Ji He snorted a laugh, took a spoonful, and sent a full tablespoon of medicine in.

An indescribable taste filled Lu Tingqin's throat, he swallowed it forcefully, and couldn't help coughing a few times.

"Ahem... senior brother!"

"Shut up, don't choke."

But this medicine smells like stinky socks!

Lu Tingqin looked desperately at the medicine bowl.There was still a small half bowl of black concoction there, and there was a faint sour and weird smell, which made me want to vomit.

He remembered that he drank Li San's medicine before, and it was obviously not so scary.

"Lu Tingqin, what you have been tossing this time is really..." Ji He followed Lu Tingqin's gaze, and couldn't help but start talking. "Forget it, you are so ill, I don't want to talk about you."

He moved the medicine bowl a little further, filled another spoonful, and handed it over.

Lu Tingqin showed rejection on her face.

"You only have two choices." Ji He stretched out two fingers. "First, change the candidate, and I will replace me. Look for Ye Wanggui, who is not overwhelmed by his cultivation base, or the third child of the gourd. Second, change the way of drinking. Dry in one sip, or in batches."

Lu Tingqin closed his eyes weakly.

"One mouthful of medicine, one mouthful of honey, okay?"

"Comment is invalid."

Ji He forcibly fed the medicine spoon by spoon, and kept a pause in the middle to let him relax.Finally, a small spoonful of water was given discreetly.

"No way, I followed the doctor's advice this time. I'll ask the third child later."

He took the medicine, took out a new silk veil, and carefully wiped the cold sweat from the corners of Lu Tingqin's lips and forehead.

"You have a good rest."

he said softly.

Lu Tingqin nodded, and almost instantly lost consciousness, frowning slightly, like a flower that has been drained of all energy and drenched by rain.

Ji He didn't make another sound, and helped Lu Tingqin to lie down.

He placed his hands on Lu Tingqin's chest through the quilt, to confirm that the temperature of the jade tablet was slightly cool and its position was correct.

There is deep anxiety in the eyes.