Chapter 162： fever

Mu Yangling and Baili took Pang Kongqing together to take care of Qi Haoran in the room. Seeing that Baili and Pang Kongqing had tired faces, Mu Yangling went out and moved a few benches over to put together a quilt. On the top, he said to Pang Kongqing, "Pangpanfu, lie here and rest for a while."

Pang Kongqing wanted to have the guts to give Mu Yangling a glance, and then refused, but he couldn't bear the sleepiness at all, so he could only snort coldly in his heart, climbed up with a cold face, pulled up the quilt and covered it, in order to anger Mu Yangling, he also deliberately I didn't take off my shoes, I just put my feet in the quilt.

A quilt was half-breaded and half-covered by him. I'm afraid it won't be used in the future, but Mu Yangling didn't seem to see it, and whispered to Baili: "You also have a rest, I'll watch him."

Baili protected Qi Haoran and escaped for three days, his body reached the limit early, and he didn't refuse when he heard the words, he just leaned against the wall and closed his eyes to rest.

Mu Yangling propped his chin and sat beside the kang to watch Qi Haoran.

Due to excessive blood loss, even after taking the medicine, his face is still pale. Mu Yangling stared at him blankly. This is why there is something strange. Qi Haoran seems to be only thirteen years old now, and he can already affect the diplomacy of several countries. .

Mu Yangling poked him in the face and sighed. In fact, it wasn't Qi Haoran's fault. If it were her, she would definitely take action. I heard that Prince Jin Guo has tossed more than 40 beautiful children to death without meeting them. It can also be regarded as a legend and has nothing to do with you, but you can't ignore it when you see it.

Qi Haoran saved those twenty children.

Qi Haoran suddenly had a fever in the middle of the night, Pang Kongqing had to get up to help him cool down with acupuncture, and Mu Yangling kept replacing the wet handkerchief for him.

In the end, the wet handkerchief had to be changed in less than a quarter of an hour. Even the military doctor did not care to hide it. He changed his clothes and covered his face and came over to help. Pang Kongqing had no extra brain capacity to think about this sudden appearance. Who is the person, and he doesn't care who is the person who is constantly wandering outside the door. He only knows that this person is so valued by this group of people that if he dies, he may not be able to live.

In the end, Pang Kongqing saw that the veil didn't work at all, so he said, "Go and fetch fresh water from the well. The water temperature should be low in the middle of the night at this time." He muttered again, "If only there was ice." He knew that this was Impossible, Xingzhou Prefecture is not too hot in summer, so there is no habit of cellaring ice cubes, and large households rarely use ice.

Mu Yangling was shocked and said, "I have ice in my house, it's river ice preserved in winter."

Pang Kongqing stomped his feet, "Then what are you still doing? Go get it."

Mu Yangling just grabbed a basin and ran to the backyard, opened the cellar, couldn't wait for the air to pour in, and crawled down with a bated breath. A block of ice, and then put his head out of the cellar and took a deep breath.

Fan Zijin, who ran over, saw this, hurriedly ran over, and asked in a low voice, "How is it? Did you get it?"

Mu Yangling leaned over and handed the basin to him. Fan Zijin picked it up and ran. Qi Xiuyuan saw him running. He knocked on the door, and the military doctor came out and brought it in. Pang Kongqing was completely attracted by Qi Haoran. Pay attention to the outside, seeing that his face was still covered with a veil, he turned around and said to Baili: "I can't give him the veil anymore, I have to let him breathe smoothly, I have already given him a needle, and I will come again. It's not very useful, you go to boil the medicine, use ice to cool him down by the way, and just cover my eyes."

Pang Kongqing was not at all curious about his appearance, he would die if he saw it, no matter how much curiosity disappeared.

Baili didn't talk nonsense. He blindfolded the person and lifted the veil on Qi Haoran's face. At this time, his face was flushed and his breathing was heavy. When he touched it, it was like iron and carbon. Baili's eyes were red and he was anxious. Look to the medic.

The military doctor shook his head slightly, and now he has absolutely nothing to do.

Mu Yangling ran in, helped break the ice and put it on his head, and wiped his hands, feet and soles with cold water to cool him down. After all the work, Mu Yangling sweated a lot, and Qi Haoran's body temperature dropped slightly.

The military doctor shook his head and lowered his voice: "This is not good, the temperature can't be lowered, and even if people are rescued, they will become fools. This temperature can cook an egg."

Of course Mu Yangling knew it too, and looking at this situation, it was already a blessing to be a fool. If it continued to burn like this, people would have to be burned to death.

Mu Yangling was in a hurry, and finally remembered something, and said, "Wine, use wine, who of you has wine of about 35 degrees?"

"What is 35 degrees?" the military doctor turned his head and asked her.

Mu Yangling couldn't take it anymore, thinking that the old man Hu said last time that his family used to make wine, and there are still several jars of good wine handed down from his ancestors. He showed off several times.

Mu Yangling rushed out without even thinking about it, rushed directly to the old man Hu's house, and grabbed him who was sleeping soundly.

The Hu family shocked Mu Yangling, and the old man almost rolled off the kang. Seeing that it was Mu Yangling, he asked angrily, "A Ling, what are you doing in the middle of the night?"

"Grandpa Hu, where's your wine?"

"What do you want my wine for?" Hu old man asked her blankly.

Mu Yangling took out a piece of silver from his bosom and put it in front of him, "My family needs wine urgently, where's your wine."

The old man Hu rolled his eyes and wanted to sit on the ground to raise the price. He was about to shake his head when he was pushed down by his wife. Seeing Mu Yangling's anxious face, Hu Fang knew that she was in urgent need. Afraid of the rumors that he would not live for a few days, he hurriedly got off the kang and said, "The old man is buried in the cellar. I will take you to get it."

Mu Yangling could naturally see the old man Hu's thoughts. Although he was annoyed in his heart, it was not the time to care about it. He showed a grateful smile to Hu Fangshi and followed her away.

"Hey, wait," the old man Hu got up and chased after him, shouting, "This wine is from our family's ancestors, and it's not easy to sell, A Ling, don't bully our little people because you are Xiao Qi's daughter. "

The old man Hu moved quickly, and stopped in front of the cellar with three steps and two steps.

Mu Yangling's anger rose, but something belonged to someone else, so she couldn't grab it, she could only look at him coldly and said, "Old man Hu, I'm not going to lie to you, I'm here to save my life, no matter what. How much money you owe first, I'll give it to you later."

The old man Hu shook his head and said, "This thing can't be bought with money, it's something handed down from the ancestors, where it is said to be given to others."

Mu Yangling didn't have time to talk nonsense with him, so he directly took out all the silver from his body and threw it at his feet. The old man Hu looked at the silver nuggets on the ground, his eyes were straight, Hu Fangshi pushed him and said angrily: "You What are you doing, this is what A Ling saves her life, get out of the way."

The old man Hu came back to his senses, pushed Hu Fangshi away directly, raised his head to Mu Yangling and said, "I don't sell this wine."

Mu Yangling laughed angrily, but her anger calmed down. She calmed down and said to the old man, "Well, Grandpa Hu, how about I exchange my father's flag? You give me the wine, I'll let Ershu Hu be the little flag."

Old man Hu's eyes lit up, "Do you mean what you say?"

Mu Yangling burst out with a fascinating aura, and looked at him coldly, "Of course it's true, Grandpa Hu, can you give me the wine now?"

The old man Hu only felt that the air pressure made him unable to move. When he came back to his senses, Mu Yangling had already descended into the cellar, and he was covered in cold sweat.

The old man Hu shuddered and hesitated, but the hesitation disappeared when he saw the silver nugget on the ground and thought of Mu Yangling's promise.