God-given peasant wife's good fortune

Chapter 693 The sickness is like a thread

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"Really, Marshal Xiang will definitely recover." Lin Wuxing said firmly.

After hearing Lin Wuxing's words, Wenwen felt inexplicably at ease, and finally grinned: "I also think Daddy will get better."

Ze'er pursed her lips and sat next to Yao Shi, she didn't say anything, but her eyes didn't leave the entrance of the main hall.

Yao's and the others all looked tense, obviously worried to the extreme.

A persistent high fever was a very serious matter in this dynasty, and a little carelessness would be fatal. Xiang Zirun seldom got sick, which was even more worrying.

In the master bedroom of Shi'an Court, Su Kefang tucked the quilt for Xiang Zirun, and habitually raised his hand to touch his forehead, the slightly wet feeling on his hand made Su Kefang pleasantly surprised: "Prince doctor, Zirun is starting to sweat! "

Just now the imperial doctor said that as long as you can sweat, the fever will go away!

The imperial doctor's eyes lit up, and he hurried forward to check.

"Yes, the marshal is sweating!" The imperial physician heaved a sigh of relief.

Thank God, his old life was saved!
Xiang Zirun's fever didn't completely subside until it was almost dawn, Su Kefang saw that the imperial physician was also exhausted, so he asked Yihong to take the imperial physician to the guest room to freshen up and rest.

The imperial physician was also worried that Xiang Zirun's fever would recur, so he didn't dare to leave in a hurry, so he followed Yihong to the guest room.

When Yao and the others heard that Xiang Zirun's fever had subsided, their hearts sank, and they went back to their rooms to rest.

"Brother Wuxing, my father is really healed!" After everyone dispersed, Wenwen cried out happily holding Lin Wuxing's arm.

Lin Wuxing smiled silently.

Xiang Zirun was woken up by hunger. When he opened his eyes, he saw his wife lying on the bedside and fell asleep. The room was filled with a strong smell of medicine. Suddenly thought of something, Mei Feng couldn't help but frown slightly.

Su Kefang seemed to have sensed something, she raised her head abruptly, just in time to meet her man's deep eyes, she was overjoyed, and subconsciously stretched out her hand to his forehead.

"Fortunately, it didn't start burning again." Su Kefang breathed a sigh of relief, and asked, "Are you hungry? I'll ask Yihong to bring you the porridge."

Knowing that Xiang Zirun could wake up at any time, the porridge had already been cooked for him.

As soon as Su Kefang got up, her wrist was grabbed. She looked back at him in confusion: "What's wrong?"

Xiang Zirun stared at the blackness in front of her eyes, paused, and let go of her.

After eating a bowl of vegetable and lean meat porridge, the imperial physician also came over.

"Marshal Xiang's fever has subsided, and his cough will be cured by taking a few more medicines. The old man will return to the palace to report to the emperor." The imperial physician said respectfully to Xiang Zirun.

"Thank you, the imperial physician." Xiang Zirun nodded, Su Kefang gave Su Mu a wink, and Su Mu slipped a bank note into the imperial physician's hand.

The imperial doctor pretended to evade it before accepting the bank note.

Xiang Zirun was sweating all over last night. After the imperial doctor left, Su Kefang went into the space and got a bucket of medicinal bath for him to soak in.

Just after taking a bath, Wenwen and Ze'er came over.

"Father, you scared me to death last night!" As soon as Wenwen rushed in, she rushed towards her father, hugging his waist tightly, with a look of lingering fear.

"Father, are you feeling better?" Ze'er looked at his father's face for a while before asking.

"It's much better, don't worry." Xiang Zirun smiled and rubbed his daughter's head, looking at his son's cautious look, his eyes were soft.

The two children looked terrified by him.

Yao Shi, Xiang Bingyu and Xiang Chenxiang heard Xiang Zirun's cough just as they walked to the door, Yao Shi said as he entered the room: "Wenwen, Ze'er, your father is still sick, don't stay here If you stay too long, you won't get sick."

"Grandma, I'm in good health, and I don't get sick so easily." Wenwen said.

"You still don't think it's enough to scare me, do you?" Yao Shi stared.

In the past few days, her heart has been going up and down. If it happens again, she doesn't know if she can bear it?

After hearing what his mother said, Xiang Zirun hurriedly said: "Wenwen, Ze'er, listen to grandma, go back to the house first, and I will take you out to play in two days."

After Xiang Zirun had spoken, Wenwen didn't dare to say any more, and left the master bedroom with Ze'er.

Yao Shi also didn't close his eyes all night, so he went back to his room to rest after telling Xiang Zirun a few words.

As soon as the Yao family left, Su Kefang wanted to see the two children, but was dragged into bed by Xiang Zirun.

"You're just sick, and it's broad daylight, what do you want to do?!" Su Kefang punched him angrily.

"I just want you to sleep with me for a while, where are you thinking?" Xiang Zirun reached out and raised her chin, with a narrow smile in his eyes: "Or~~ what do you want to do?"

She guarded her daughter the night before yesterday, and guarded him last night. He just wanted her to rest, but she didn't expect her to think that way.

Hearing this, Su Kefang knew that his thoughts were wrong, his face burned, and he stared fiercely and said: "Who wants to do what?!"

Xiang Zirun couldn't help laughing, and softly coaxed a three-year-old child: "Okay, you didn't think about it, I thought about it."

Su Kefang choked, and angrily pinched his waist hard.

Xiang Zirun laughed deeply, took her into his arms, and said seriously: "Go to sleep, you have to recharge your energy before doing anything you want to do."

Su Kefang gritted her teeth, but she was indeed sleepy, she didn't bother with him for the time being, she rubbed against his arms to find a comfortable position, closed her eyes and fell asleep.

After she fell asleep, Xiang Zirun got up and went to the pharmacy to dispense the medicine himself.

For the sake of his mother, daughter-in-law and children, he couldn't allow himself to be sick for too long.

In the evening, Wei Peng and Lu Quan came to the Duke Huguo's mansion together, and Su Kebin also arrived afterward.

Xiang Zirun was a little surprised when he heard that the three of them came together, thinking that something happened, he hurried out of the inner courtyard.

Wei Peng and the others who had just sat down were startled when they saw Xiang Zirun walk into the main hall. After recovering, Wei Peng relaxed: "Zi Run, so you are fine!"

Xiang Zirun's eyebrows moved imperceptibly, and he said with a smile: "Uncle Wei, uncle and elder brother came to visit me, it was just a small wind and cold, which made uncle Wei, uncle and elder brother worry."

"It's just Xiao Fenghan?" Lu Quan frowned, and then a little indignation appeared on his face: "The rumors outside will really kill people."

Wei Peng was also furious when he thought of the rumors outside: "I don't know what those people are so worried about. They actually said that you are terminally ill and that you are preparing for the funeral. His grandma, if I let me know who spread the rumors, I must kill him!"

Wei Peng was born as a military general, and he has never been taboo about speaking. He has restrained himself a lot in the past few years in Shengjing, and today he is so outspoken because he is very angry.

Although Su Kebin arrived in Shengjing City not long ago, Lu Quan had already carefully analyzed the situation in the court with him, and he had a vague guess the moment he saw that Xiang Zirun was safe and sound.

Xiang Zirun's eyes flickered slightly, and he said with a smile, "Uncle Wei, don't get angry, it's all rumors, don't take it to heart."

(End of this chapter)