Raising Wolves

When the medicine cooked in the kitchen arrived, Changshun was in a bit of trouble.

How did this medicine get into the house?

Chang Shun stretched his neck, carefully looked in through the broken window, and was about to dare to call Ning Juan again, when there was a creaking sound from the door.

The bolted door opened.

Ning Juan, who reappeared in front of everyone, was covered with a cloth scarf, and seemed to have calmed down. He looked in Changshun's direction, stretched out his hand, and signaled him to bring the medicine.

Chang Shun quickly stepped forward, offering the medicine with both hands.

Ning Juan took the medicine bowl and glanced at Jin Yiwei Xiao Jin who hurried over.

Xiao Jin hurriedly reported: "Report to Your Majesty, Commander Zheng has sent someone to search for the person, and he will definitely bring back the person you mentioned within three days!"

Chen Xiaodao was confused for a while.

Find someone?

Who are you looking for?

His Majesty was so anxious that he lost all reason, and still wanted to ask someone to find him?

Xiao Jin continued: "According to His Majesty's order, everyone who had contact with Mr. Lin and Ms. Yu has been screened out, including Commander Zheng, all went to the resettlement center for isolation and treatment. They can only leave after three days if they have no symptoms of wind and cold. , as for Young Master Lin and Miss Yu, they are still in the official office...Your Majesty, do you want to send them to the sick center outside the city?"

Originally, according to the rules, it should have been sent directly, but because of Lu Qingze's matter, the people in charge of this matter were in trouble.

It is obvious to all that His Majesty values ​​Lu Qingze.

So... how will His Majesty deal with people who are suspected of being infected with Lu Qingze's disease?

Everyone was concerned about this, so they did not move on Liu Yue and Lin Xi for the time being, waiting for Ning Juan to speak.

Ning Juan lowered his long eyelashes, remained silent for a moment, and then said, "Stay in the official office, deliver medicine every day, and watch at any time."

As soon as these words came out, even Chen Xiaodao and Chang Shun were taken aback for a moment.

This...should be Master Lu's meaning, right?

Ning Juan stroked the edge of the bowl, glanced at Chen Xiaodao, and said in a neutral tone: "Chen Xiaodao is also sent to the resettlement center for isolation."

When Zheng Yao and Lin Xi competed, Chen Xiaodao was also there.

Chen Xiaodao didn't expect that he would be named suddenly, so he was dumbfounded for a moment, tiptoeing worriedly to look in the direction of the room, summoned up his courage and said, "Your Majesty, since I have also come into contact with Young Master Xiao Lin, why don't I stay and take care of Young Master..."

Ning Juan gave him a cold look, his dark eyes were like icy lakes: "I'm not discussing with you."

Chen Xiaodao always felt that His Majesty wanted to break his neck, so he shrank his head silently.

Xiao Jin swallowed his saliva, and although he knew it was not the time to speak, he still bit the bullet and asked for instructions: "Then, Your Majesty, what should we do with the bandits caught tonight?"

"Except for the good citizens," Ning Juan said expressionlessly, "all of them were dragged before Pan Jingmin and the bandit leader, and dealt with one by one."

Dealing with them one by one means...

Xiao Jin's eyelids twitched, and he lowered his head silently: "Yes!"

After fulfilling Lu Qingze's words, Ning Juan stopped talking and closed the door without expression.

The meaning is obvious: don't come in and get in the way.

Chang Shun grabbed the pillar and scratched, wanting to cry but without tears: "My grandpa..."

Ning Juan forgot all the people outside, took the medicine bowl, and went straight to the bedside.

Lu Qing had completely fallen into a coma, lying quietly on the bed almost without making a sound.

He didn't dare to help Lu Qing change his clothes, for fear that Lu Qing would catch a cold, so he just untied his hair to make him more comfortable.

The long black hair spread out, making the face paler, because the cheekbones were abnormally red, and the tear moles at the corners of the eyes were reflected in it, it was as thick and colorful as dyed by crushed flower juice, exuding A morbid and fragile beauty.

Ning Juan didn't dare to look at it too much, such an extremely prosperous appearance was always frightening, and he was worried that it would collapse in the next moment.

Before the onset of the disease, the imperial physician could not be sure whether Lu Qing was infected with the epidemic or a common cold. To be on the safe side, he prescribed preventive medicine.

Ning Juan untied the cloth towel, and took a sip of the thick black medicine in the bowl.

The extremely bitter medicinal taste spread in the mouth, and the temperature was just right.

He swallowed without changing his expression, put the medicine bowl aside, scooped up the medicine with a porcelain spoon, and pinched Lu Qingze's chin with one hand, forcing him to open his mouth slightly. Just as he was about to feed the medicine, he suddenly remembered, Lu Qingze Qing Ze actually doesn't like to drink medicine.

The people sent to Lu's mansion will report to him on a regular basis about the situation in the mansion, many of which are trivial matters.

For a period of time, Lu Qing often couldn't sleep, and often woke up in the middle of the night sweating, so he ordered the staff of the Imperial Hospital to prepare new medicines and send them to Lu's residence.

Not long after, the secret guard working in Lu's mansion reported that Mr. Lu often procrastinated when taking medicine, and sometimes secretly poured the medicine into a flowerpot while no one was paying attention, leaving an empty bowl for it, pretending to drink it by himself up.

Even if the secret guard finds out, it's hard to say anything, and Chen Xiaodao has nothing to do with Lu Qing.

Ning Juan was angry and funny, so he took time off to stay in Lu's residence for two nights.

In front of him, Lu Qing was honest again, even calm, and drank the medicine in one go, leaving Ning Juan with nowhere to teach him a lesson.

He actually didn't like it.

If you don't like Lu Qing, you hide your true emotions from him.

"Teacher, this medicine is not bitter." Although he knew that Lu Qing couldn't hear it, Ning Juan coaxed him in a low voice, "I will also drink it with you. When you wake up, let the kitchen make your favorite sugar steamed crisps cheese."

The medicine was fed to Lu Qingze's mouth, and he fed it without any hindrance - this is all because of Lu Qingze's body inertia. In the two years he just woke up, he occasionally had a severe cold, and he might faint For a few days, the medicine during the period was fed in this way, which was quite worry-free.

It's just that no matter how you get used to it, if you don't like it, you don't like it.

Lu Qingze's brows were deeply frowned, and he unconsciously made a sound of resistance.

The medicine is getting more and more bitter.

Drink very reluctantly.

He was inseparable from medicine in his previous life. He didn't know how much he took since he was a child. He lived a new life. Although his heart was fine, he was even sicker.

Ning Juan didn't expect Lu Qingze to resist so much when he was unconscious.

In the midst of the resistance, there was a hint of helplessness and resignation, obediently swallowing the medicine.

When Lu Qing is sober, he basically doesn't show such a side.

He always seemed to be so gentle and tolerant, but because of this, he showed an inner sense of alienation. He was only sick, but not fragile.

It's rare to see him like this.

Ning Juan stared at him for a while, leaned over, and gently smoothed his frowning brows: "Teacher, can you have another sip? You don't need to drink anymore when you're done."

The young man's refreshing breath was very familiar, Lu Qingze's eyelashes trembled, his tightly knit brows slowly loosened, and he rubbed against his hand silently and obediently, as if to absorb his body. Ning Juan's heart trembled because of the coolness and trust revealed unconsciously, and the taste was half-sour but not bitter, which was complicated and unspeakable.

Ning Juan exhaled heavily, and patiently fed the whole bowl of medicine in one gulp.

Probably because he smelled Ning Juan's aura, Taifu Lu, who was rarely out of temper, wanted to maintain a reliable adult image in front of the students, so he stopped showing embarrassment and drank very obediently.

Ning Juan twitched the corner of his mouth, not knowing whether he wanted to laugh or felt distressed, got up and untied the bed curtain, and walked out with the medicine bowl.

The sky was getting darker, but the lights in the official office were brightly lit. Chen Xiaodao had already been taken to the resettlement house. Only Changshun, Chen Ke and a few hidden guards were still waiting in the courtyard.

Not long after, Imperial Physician Chen's gray hair was drenched with sweat, but his heart was cold: "Your Majesty, oh, you, you...do you feel any discomfort?"

Although it may not be contagious if you come into contact with it, His Majesty didn't cover your mouth and nose when you entered before, in case something happened!

Ning Juan glanced at him: "No problem."

Actually he doesn't care.

If Lu Qing is okay, then so is he.

If Lu Qing was infected with the epidemic, he would be unable to treat him and die...

Ning Juan's heart suddenly shrank, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath, not daring to think about it anymore.

Just like that day on the boat, when he was so tormented by the chest tightness and nausea caused by seasickness that he almost hurt Lu Qingze.

Touching the possibility of "Lu Qing will die" a little bit, the blood flowing all over his body seemed to turn into ice thorns in these dog days, and the fine pain gathered in his heart.

"According to the epidemic prevention strategy I formulated, I should also be isolated alone. From tonight, I will be isolated from the teacher in the courtyard." Ning Juan opened his eyes and said calmly, "What medicine does the teacher drink these days? , what kind of medicine I drink, Chen Taiyi comes to diagnose the pulse and prescribe medicine every day, and Changshun is responsible for delivering water and food."

Chen Ke waved his hands helplessly: "The old minister obeys the order."

After Ning Juan gave a few more orders in an orderly manner, he took out a list from his sleeve and threw it to Changshun: "Release the people on the list to work, and all future documents will be sent here."

Changshun hurriedly caught it with both hands, opened it and took a look.

When they first came to Jiangyou, they picked out a wave of corrupt and ineffective officials. When Zheng Yao took his subordinates to arrest them, it was like stringing beads. Only a few people were left by the local government offices.

It is also because of this that Ning Juan is so busy that he has to do many things by himself.

Just as Lu Qing expected, Ning Juan, who had just tasted the power of power for the first time, was reluctant to let go, and couldn't tolerate sand, but he would understand that his personal energy was limited.

Although what actually happened was different from what he expected.

Changshun couldn't help but secretly glanced at His Majesty the Emperor who seemed to have calmed down completely.

Although he couldn't see the appearance of being on the verge of losing control...but based on his familiarity with His Majesty, he always felt that this was just a kind of calm that was about to come.

Master Lu.

Chang Shun stepped back to deliver the order, his heart clenched, and he kept praying.

You must, please don't have an accident.

That night, Ning Juan stayed up all night.

Under the tearful pleading of old doctor Chen, he didn't have to live in Lu Qingze's house.

He opened the window, glanced at the opposite side from time to time, and then forced himself to deal with the documents on the table, large and small, and read them all, including the batch that Lu Qing said was "flattering, flattering and flattering".

Then he took a look at Lu Qingze across the way.

The stars in the sky turned from bright to dim, and the weeds in the yard were trampled to one side.

When the sky was slightly bright, Lu Qing still didn't wake up.

Chang Shun also stayed up all night, anxiously guarding the kitchen and watching the servants decoct the medicine.

Although he hadn't slept for two consecutive days, Ning Juan didn't feel sleepy at all and didn't dare to sleep.

He must keep his mind running at all times, otherwise, once he relaxes and closes his eyes, his mind will be filled with Lu Qingze's pale and sickly face.

I only hope that Lu Qing is just an ordinary cold, and I hope that the medicine that the imperial physician has studied for half a month will work.

But heaven did not hear Ning Juan's prayer.

At noon on the second day, Lu Qing became more and more ill.

He had a high fever all over his body, his breathing was burning, his forehead was hot, Ning Juan curled up his fingertips, turned his head and calmly called Chen Ke over.

The more severe the wind and cold, the condition is similar to that of the patients in the infirmary.

Doctor Chen frowned, sighed secretly, and prescribed another dose of medicine to Lu Qingze.

After Ning Juan fed Lu Qingze with his own hands, he observed for a long time and saw that his breathing was a little more stable, only to realize that he was already sweating from shock.

The room was stuffy and hot, and it was even more difficult to breathe under the special cloth towel, but Ning Juan was sweating coldly.

After leaving the house, Changshun brought a basin with medicine in it, and the two of them cleaned their hands. Chen Ke considered his words, but he couldn't persuade Ning Juan to stay away from Lu Qing, so he changed the direction: "Your Majesty, you It's better to go back and rest, you see you haven't rested for a few days, after two days Taifu Lu will recover, but you fall ill, Taifu Lu will not be happy either."

"I'm not tired."

Ning Juan's tone was flat, after washing his hands, he tore off the cloth towel covering his mouth and nose without raising his head, took the handkerchief soaked in cold water from Chang Shun, and wiped his face. The sharp and handsome young face was once again accumulated A little calm.

Chang Shun lowered his eyebrows and looked down, holding a bowl of medicine with both hands.

He took it and drank it without frowning.

Chen Ke was in a complicated mood: "..."

He has been practicing medicine for decades, and he has seen a teacher and a student who are deeply in love with each other, but he has never seen such a deep love.

It's okay to be an ordinary person, how could the ruthless emperor's family give birth to such an emperor who respects teachers and morals?

Even if they are old couples all their lives, most of them don't have such deep affection. Your Majesty treats Taifu Lu like a teacher.

But Chen Ke didn't dare to say these words, so he had to salute again, and went back to continue to develop the prescription with his colleagues.

Ning Juan didn't dare to leave Lu Qingze's bedside anymore, so he simply moved the book case to the window of Lu Qingze's room, and kept it at all times.

Lu Qing fell asleep all day long.

Only woke up briefly for a few moments in the evening.

Ning Juan held his hand, both surprised and happy, his eyes were hot, before he could say "teacher", he had to curse weakly and hoarsely: "...Get out!"

Then fell into an endless coma.

Ning Juan pursed his lips tightly, and fed Lu Qingze another bowl of medicine without saying a word.

On the third day, Lu Qing passed out completely, even the occasional sobriety disappeared.

In just two or three days, he seemed to have become skinny again, his silhouette was as thin as a piece of paper, his clothes were completely empty, and he was lying on the canopy bed without a sound, his face was pale, and his breathing became more and more serious. Fading, Qi is like a gossamer.

Not only Chen Ke, but other imperial physicians also came in and out, feeling embarrassed.

Judging from their experience in the ward during this period of time, Taifu Lu's persistent high fever and coma symptoms are really... resembling an epidemic.

The symptoms of Lin Xi and Yu Liuyue were like this, but Lin Xi's physique was much better than Lu Qing's. Even if he got sick, his condition was better than Lu Qing's.

Mrs. Lu is...in all likelihood.

But no one dared to say this in front of Ning Juan, so he could only grab the ground with his head again and again, and persuade Ning Juan to stay away from Lu Qing because he would get too close, reduce contact, and wear a cloth towel to cover his mouth and nose.

Ning Juan listened to it, but it seemed like he didn't. He would wear a special cloth towel to cover his mouth and nose, and wash his hands and change his clothes when he came out of Lu Qingze's room. hand.

A dark cloud seemed to hang over the official office. People who passed by lowered their heads and lowered their eyes, their expressions were solemn, and they dared not speak or laugh.

Fortunately, after a few days, no one who had been in contact with Lin Xi had symptoms, including Ning Juan, who was still safe and sound.

On the fourth day, Zheng Yao came out of the shelter first, and Ning Juan rarely stepped out of the small courtyard, and gave Zheng Yao a few words.

A quarter of an hour later, Zheng Yao led another 100 people, galloped away, and left Ji'an Mansion.

After Ning Juan left for a while, an imperial physician and Chang Shun took care of Lu Qingze in the room.

When he returned to the house, he heard worse news.

Chang Shun's thin voice seemed to be tense, and he tremblingly said: "Your Majesty, Lord Lu, Lord Lu suddenly can't drink any medicine. You have spit out all the medicine you gave before... What should I do, Your Majesty?"

Ning Juan's face suddenly became extremely ugly.

Many patients in the clinic are like this.

The symptoms of wind and cold appeared on the first day, and became more severe in the second or third day, and then began to not take medicine and vomit non-stop. This is the precursor of the disease.

Once the disease occurs, the pain will escalate, and many people will not even be able to survive this level.

It was clearly Fushu, but a chill rushed from the soles of his feet to the back of his forehead, Ning Juan's heart felt cold, and the sleepless days seemed to knock him down for a moment, his body suddenly shook.

Chang Shun's voice changed, and the imperial physician hurriedly supported Ning Juan: "Your Majesty!"

Ning Juan closed his eyes, raised his hand, signaled them to be quiet, walked to the bed and sat down.

Lu Qingze's eyelashes closed naturally, as if he had really fallen asleep. The trace of vitality gathered between his brows, and there was a feeling of shattering that was about to dissipate. Ning Juan just took a look, and felt that his heart was covered by an invisible... The cold big hand caught it, but through a layer of cloth towel, he didn't even dare to breathe a little harder, for fear of scaring Lu Qingze's last anger away.

He hugged Lu Qingze halfway without saying a word, Lu Qing was unconscious, without the slightest strength in his body, and fell limply, Ning Juan used a little more force to hold him into his arms , took the medicine bowl from Changshun's hand.

Changshun and the imperial physician's eyes twitched.

They understand His Majesty's concern for Lord Lu, but this posture...is it a bit...

The more Chang Shun looked at it, the more he felt something was wrong, his temples were throbbing, he stayed there for a while, then suddenly he pulled the imperial doctor away as if he was being pricked by a needle: "Go and do your work, Mr. Lu will leave it to us." Take care of your family and Your Majesty!"

Ning Juan turned a deaf ear, didn't care what Chang Shun and that name were doing, and carefully fed Lu Qingze a small bowl of medicine.

It was very worry-free to feed Lu Qingze the medicine, and he fed half a bowl without any hindrance.

Ning Juan's heart just relaxed a little, when the body in his arms suddenly twitched.

Lu Qing turned his head, coughed and spit out the medicine he had just drank, his cold white brows were soaked in sweat, his breathing was short and eager, and his thin chest heaved violently.

Afraid that he would choke, Ning Juan quickly patted him on the back.

It took a long time for Lu Qing to calm down, and he was not very stable in his lethargic sleep, his brows were tightly knit.

Ning Juan hugged him tremblingly, his voice was low and hoarse, with a bit of unrecognizable pleading and fear: "Teacher, don't spit, swallow it... can you swallow it?"

Lu Qing didn't even reply at all.

When Chang Shun returned to the room, he saw Ning Juan lowered his head, with half of his face buried in the shadows.

Changshun subconsciously held his breath.

His Majesty the Emperor who was sitting there hugging Lu Qing was so young, he should be the most energetic person in the world, but at this moment his whole body was shrouded in a sense of powerless despair.

But only for a moment.

When he raised his head again, Ning Juan's eyes returned to normal, he put down the empty medicine bowl, and said in a calm tone, "Continue to decoct the medicine and bring it."

Chang Shun opened his mouth, swallowed the words, walked to the gate of the courtyard, and told the guards outside to go to the kitchen to bring another bowl of medicine.

Everyone had an extremely tormented night.

The night is like thick ink that cannot be melted, and it is heavy to cover the sky of Ji'an Mansion. There are no stars or moon in the summer night, as if covered by dark clouds, and the government office is brightly lit all night.

Ning Juan accompanied Lu Qing until dawn once again.

He stubbornly insisted that Lu Qingze swallow the medicine, but Lu Qing seemed to be against him. Every time he finished drinking the medicine, he would spit it out again, torturing Ning Juan's spirit.

But the little emperor's paranoia is also shocking.

Even Chang Shun wanted to speak, begging Ning Juan not to bother, Master Lu's throat was hoarse.

But by chance, he couldn't say those words when he saw the reddened corners of the young emperor's eyes that seemed to be slightly damp.

Chang Shun lowered his head in fear, thinking anxiously, are those... tears?

The turning point came at noon on the sixth day.

Zheng Yao, who had just returned to the official office two days ago and left with someone, came back.

And brought back a special person.

The author has something to say:

Changshun: I discovered something extraordinary

Chang Shun: Although Your Majesty hasn't discovered my feelings yet, I have already discovered =+