Chapter 333

A shadow flashed by from a distance. Feng Zhong caught up with him, and Feng an guarded the door.

"Cough..."

There was a cough in the room.

Feng an turned back to the house. As soon as he turned around, he was hit hard on the back of his head. He rushed forward. A shadow reached out to catch him, dragged him to one side and gently put him on the ground.

Then four or five shadows approached the door.

"Cough..."

Inside the room again came the cough of the wind Che, followed by his slightly gasping voice of the atmosphere also followed, "the wind is safe, pour water."

No one should.

"Good wind!"

Wind Che and shout.

Still no one should.

"I'm so spoiled that I won't stay up all night."

In the room, Fengche said to himself, then there was the rustling sound of dressing. The candle was lit in the room, and Fengche's figure was reflected on the window paper. It seemed that he went to the table, poured a glass of water and drank it in one gulp, but the cough still didn't stop. He simply sat on the couch, took the teapot and tea cup beside him, poured the water and drank it slowly.

The shadows outside held their breath for fear that he might hear what was going on outside.

Fengche drank a cup of water, coughing still couldn't be suppressed, several shadows outside the door looked at each other, slowly retreated to the outside of the hospital, and then at the same time, disappeared in the dark.

Feng Zhong came out from behind a tree outside the yard, looked at the direction where the shadow disappeared, and strode back to the yard.

Feng an stood up, covering the back of his head, and couldn't help scolding his mother. He didn't expect that these things were sneaking behind his back. He really fainted.

"How are you?"

Feng Zhong came in, looked at him and asked.

Feng an raised his hand and wiped the dirt on his mouth when he fell down. "It's OK."

Two people push a door to go in, "young master."

There are two glasses of water on the table. Fengche signals them to drink them.

They picked it up, gulped it down and put the cup on the table.

Before going to bed, the young master told them that the emperor would send someone to spy on them tonight. If they heard anything, they would chase them out and give him the rest.

"It's OK. Go back and have a rest."

Two people are not at ease, "young master, we two people rotation."

"No, they won't have another one."

The emperor is suspicious by nature. As soon as he says to stay in the villa, Fengche knows his plan. If you can't do it once, because of his suspicious character, you must have guessed his behavior and won't do it again.

Feng an and Feng Zhong stepped down and went back to their room to have a rest, but they didn't sleep at the same time. One was sleeping, the other was listening.

And Fengche didn't sleep all night. Before dawn, he began to heat up.

Some of the imperial doctors who came up with the emperor were awakened by the housekeeper. Before they could dress neatly, they came in a hurry with a medicine box on their back. They were shocked to see feng Che's face flushed and coughing.

Last night, they just gave him a pulse, and found out that he was better. Now this fever, I'm afraid

The emperor also got the news, picked up the tea cup at hand and hit a man in black, "I want you to test, not to kill him!"

The man in black didn't dare to hide. He let the tea cup hit him, and the tea splashed all over him.

Duke Zhang boldly advised, "emperor, the most urgent thing is to go to see Prince Zhan."

"I don't know?"

The emperor a low roar, feel the people around are waste, one by one did not understand his mind.

Last night at the hot spring, he had already mentioned something so obviously. Zhang De, an old slave, still didn't understand what he wanted. As for his own dragon guards, they were rubbish. He didn't go in the house, and let Feng Che be on the alert. What other doctors are all useless!

"Change my clothes!"

Dressed neatly, the emperor came to Qingyou hospital in a hurry. The imperial doctors had finished their pulse and prescribed a prescription. The official doctor took the medicine from his single parent and went to boil it in person.

See the emperor come in, salute one after another.

"How's Prince Zhan?"

One of the doctors said, "I'm afraid you've caught the wind and cold. I'm afraid that with his present health..."

After a pause, the doctor said with sweat on his forehead, "I'm afraid I can't recover in ten days and a half months."

"Say it again?"

The emperor's voice was angry.

Poop! Putong

Several doctors all knelt down, "emperor forgive me, I have done my best, but my health is too bad, I have nothing to do."

The emperor is very angry, "it's all rubbish!"

The doctors were afraid to speak, and the cold sweat on their forehead came out.

The emperor wanted to go to the bed and sit down, but he was stopped by father-in-law Zhang, "emperor, you respect jade, you can't..."

"Back off!"

Zhang Gonggong still wants to persuade again, the emperor is very angry, "retreat!"

Mr. Zhang did not dare to persuade him to step back.

The emperor went to the bedside to sit down, but after a night's work, Feng Che's eyes had sunk in, and he could not help regretting that he had let people come to test him last night.

Maybe if he doesn't send someone, Fengche won't wake up in the middle of the night, and he won't get cold.

"Keke..."

Feng Che coughed violently and spattered his saliva.

Zhang Gonggong quickly stepped forward to block with his hand, "emperor, the dragon body is important. You'd better stay away from the war lord."

"Emperor, the dragon body matters."

A group of doctors knelt down to advise.

Feeling as if some saliva splashed on his clothes, he had already blackened his face. Hearing this, he stood up and scolded all the doctors, "if you can't cure him, don't go back to Beijing."

"And you..."

Facing the silent Marquis Qin, the emperor was still angry. "How do you become a brother-in-law? You can't even take care of yourself."

"It's Chen's fault. From today on, Chen must be by the side of the Lord Zhan."

"If he's not good, don't go back to Beijing."

"Yes

When the emperor left, a group of doctors stood up and went outside.

Marquis Qin opened his eyes to the wind Che thumbs up, "you can."

A little saliva will let the emperor leave, this world also wind Che dare to do so.

"Get me a glass of water."

Fengche's voice is hoarse. In order to be really sick, he deliberately froze himself last night, which is also a real fever. Now his throat is burning.

Marquis Qin went to the table and poured a glass of water. He picked him up with one hand and let him drink with the other. He felt the hot temperature on his body and shook his head. "Why are you suffering?"

If you don't want to go back to Beijing, there are many ways. Why waste your body.

What flashed in Fengche's eyes, there was no answer.

……

After taking the medicine and sleeping, the wind became better.

The emperor sent father-in-law Zhang to ask him several times in the morning. When he heard that he was better, he was relieved and came here personally. This time, he was a little far away from the bed. "I have been away from Beijing for several days, so I have to go back. The imperial doctor will stay for you. When are you ready and when do you want them to return to Beijing?"

"Thank you, the emperor. I'd better ask the doctors to go back. I'm not seriously ill. There are enough government doctors."