her eternal lucky star

Chapter 802 Get out of here

But everyone tacitly regarded Ye Zichu who was standing by the wall as an invisible person, and no one came to care about her.

Yezi couldn't enter Ji Ling's room for the first time, and knew that she couldn't get out of the palace. Ji Ling was still asleep, and she had no reason to rest by herself after being rescued, so she could only sit on the carpet, beat her sore legs, and borrowed money from time to time. Looking at the people inside through the crack of the door where the doctor came in and out.

Seeing the man sleeping peacefully on the bed, Ye Zichu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After staying peacefully until night, the footsteps in the corridor suddenly became panicked.

"Your Highness has a fever!"

"Come on, prepare to cool down!"

Ye Zichu, who was leaning against the wall and dozed in a daze, woke up with a start. When he opened his eyes, he saw doctors in white coats hurrying back and forth, each with serious expressions.

"...What, what's wrong?"

Yezi stood up from the ground in a daze, did something happen to Ji Ling again?
But those people just ran to the infirmary, and everyone paid attention to her.

Ye Zichu subconsciously wanted to run in, but before he got close, he was roughly pushed away.

"you!"

Ye Zichu glared at her angrily. No matter what she said, she was still a young lady. She felt guilty, but that was only aimed at Ji Ling alone, but it didn't mean that she would be submissive to his subordinates too!
But facing the tall bodyguards, she stomped her feet angrily, but she could only act in a hurry.

In the infirmary, Ji Ling's face was flushed with fever, his brows were wrinkled, and his dry lips were weak.

His eyelashes fluttered, and he was in a daze when he heard buzzing voices around him, and his heart became disturbed, and he felt a chill on his forehead, as if someone was rubbing his chest skin with something.

His natural sense of vigilance made him throw away the towel on his head, and push away those who hung around him by the way.

Although he was ill, the strength of the instant burst remained undiminished.

"what……"

Those pushed away were sprinkled on the ground along with alcohol and cotton.

The doctors in the infirmary of the whole room exclaimed.

Ji Ling became even more irritable when he heard this, and said with difficulty: "Get out...get out of here..."

"Your Highness, you have a fever, we must reduce your fever!"

A doctor persuaded.

"Go away! Did you hear me!"

Although Ji Ling was burned all over his body and his heart was unbearable, he still wanted to be alone.

"Your Highness..."

Ji Ling reluctantly opened his eyes, looked at a large group of people opposite through the overlapping phantoms, and gave an ultimatum: "I don't want to say it a second time."

The doctors looked at each other, embarrassed, but they were even more afraid of the threat Ji Ling said, so they had no choice but to turn around and walk out.

The door of the infirmary was closed, and finally a trace of cleanliness was restored.

Ji Ling lay back on the bed again, exhaled with difficulty, and closed his eyes.

"Your Highness has a fever but won't let us cool down. What if we get sick from the fever?"

"Yeah, no injections, no medicines, no alcohol, no matter how strong your physical strength is, you can't handle it..."

A group of doctors passed by Ye Zichu, talking worriedly while walking.

When Yezi heard the words for the first time, his heart tightened.

Ji Ling has a fever?

No medicine or injection?
why?
He is still sick, something will happen if this continues!

Ye Zichu couldn't care about anything at once, stepped forward to grab a doctor and said, "Let me go in and try to cool him down!"

The doctor stopped in his tracks and gave her a disdainful look: "Who do you think you are? We doctors can't do anything about it, but you have a serious tone!"

(End of this chapter)