God-level Quick Wear: Sick Host, Ask For Light Pet

Shangsu really did as he said, in the next few days, he didn't send anyone to send food to Shanggan.

However, even if he was sitting in the cage with a pale face and dying, Shang Qian did not beg Shangsu for mercy, let alone give Shangsu an antidote.

On the contrary, he still looked at Shangsu with a crazy look and a sullen expression: "Even if you drag me down from that position, you won't be able to live long. You are my son, even if I die, I have to drag me. You are buried."

Shangsu turned and walked out of the secret room with an expression on his face, but fainted that afternoon.

Shangsu fainted very suddenly. When he was writing the memorial, he suddenly fainted, shocking the little **** who was standing aside waiting for instructions.

But fortunately, at this time, Ningmeng brought the medicinal meal she cooked herself from the imperial dining room to Shangsu, and she saw Shangsu lying down in front of the desk.

The little **** next to him was stunned, and Ningmeng stepped forward quickly to get Shangsu's pulse, and then she found that Shangsu's pulse was more disturbed than when he became ill that night, and his body temperature was constantly rising.

This is a sign that the poison has penetrated into the bone marrow, and Shangsu's body is almost unable to withstand the ice and fire poison.

A touch of grief flashed across Ningmeng's eyes, and finally transformed into desperate perseverance.

The little **** was so anxious that he was crying, and it took a long time before he rang, and said, "Slave, the servant will go to the hospital for a doctor!"

"Don't panic!" Ningmeng suddenly called to him, and her calm and sharp gaze swept the little eunuch's body. When her gaze fell on his flustered look, Ningmeng frowned: "The emperor is just too much time. You fainted because you were exhausted. How are you in a panic!"

Although Ningmeng is not serious or even soft, it does not mean that she has a soft personality!

No matter how stupid, Ningmeng knew that the situation was just stable, and the court would definitely have many people staring at Shangsu in secret, and she was determined not to let the news of Shangsu's sudden fainting go out.

Ningmeng stood in front of the case table, staring directly at the little eunuch. In fact, she was petite and about the same height as the little eunuch, but under her gaze, the little **** suddenly gave birth to an idea of ​​wanting to surrender.

However, it was precisely because of Ningmeng's strong aura that the panic in the little eunuch's heart gradually subsided.

"Go to the hospital and ask Jiang Wu, a genius doctor Jiang, to come over, saying that the palace is suddenly uncomfortable, let him come and see." Ningmeng ordered in a low voice.

"The minion obeys, the minion is going now." The little **** took the order and immediately retreated.

Although Shangsu is high in weight, it is not a problem for Ningmeng.

Ningmeng walked to Shangsu's side, raised her hand to hug him, walked into the room, and placed Shangsu on the big bed where she never rested.

When Tao Hong and Qing Zhu were in Yuwangfu, they were the close-knit maids by Ningmeng.

After Ningmeng entered the palace, the two also entered the palace together, becoming Ningmeng's personal maid.

Ningmeng had just come in alone, and at the moment the two of them were guarding outside the Imperial Study Room.

Ningmeng asked them to guard outside, no one except Jiang Wuyi could let in.

Although Tao Hong and Qing Zhu are women, they are from dark guards after all. They have a strong aura, and they are inferior to the ordinary guards in the palace.

As soon as Jiang Wu arrived, he was carrying the medicine box on his back. When he saw the intact Ningmeng, he was taken aback for a moment, and then instantly reacted: "Is it the emperor?"

Ningmeng nodded, with a serious expression on her face, leading Jiang Wu into the room.

After Jiang Wu had pulsed Shangsu, his expression became serious.

"He can't drag his body, Grandpa Jiang, please help me." Ningmeng knelt directly in front of Jiang Wuyi.

Jiang Wuyi was taken aback by her behavior, and quickly reached out to help her: "What are you doing, get up quickly."

"No, his pulse is so chaotic, and his body is at its limit." Ningmeng shook her head, resisting Jiang Wuyi's support, thinking about the business hotel lying in bed with unknown conditions, her heart was so uncomfortable that she was suffocating.

"He is now the lord of a country. If something happens to him, the world will be in chaos." Ningmeng spoke again to discourage Jiang Wuyi.

What Ningmeng said, Jiang Wuyi didn't know, but he hadn't lost his heart.

Jiang Wu helped Ningmeng to no avail. He lowered his head and stared at Ningmeng, struggling intensely in his heart. After a long time, Jiang Wuyi said: "Okay, I agree to help you. But I want to take action first. After saving him, there is really no way I can..."

"Yeah, I listen to you." Ningmeng nodded immediately.

Jiang Wu sighed and said, "Get up."

Jiang Wuyi prescribed two pieces of medicine for Shangsu, and Ningmeng gave Taohong the prescription, so she must go to the Taiyuan Hospital to get the medicine and decoction in person.

The fact that Shangsu was in a coma could not be concealed from Qingzhu and Taohong, and Ningmeng had not thought of keeping it from them.

Ningmeng just took out the tiger charm that Shangsu had given her before.

As soon as the tiger talisman was taken out, a black-robed guard immediately appeared from the dark.

Ningmeng knew that he was a credible person, and ordered him to block the news of the coma during this period of time, and to protect the safety of the palace and prevent all emergencies.

Ningmeng is actually not very clear, but she followed Qi Yu through so many planes, and she was a little bit fascinated. At this moment, the instructions were communicated one by one, and they were also different.

Ningmeng didn't know if she was doing it right, but she did everything she could think of.

Shang Su has been in a coma, but his body temperature is getting higher and higher, but he himself has no response.

Jiang Wuyi and Ningmeng stayed in front of the bed, acupuncture and medicine feeding. Although the high body temperature was controlled, Shangsu did not wake up.

Moreover, after the sun went down, the body temperature of Shangju's body also changed sharply, from the previous hot and hot to ice and cold.

This is actually the worsening symptom of ice and fire.

It's just that this has deteriorated too badly, and I don't know the reason for the sudden deterioration of ice and fire poison on his body, so even Ningmeng and Jiang Wuyi are a little helpless.

However, if you let Shangsu go on like this, even if he wakes up later, his body will definitely have serious problems.

Ningmeng turned to look at Jiang Wuyi, begging strongly in her eyes.

Jiang Wu had nothing to do at the moment, he sighed, and finally nodded.

In fact, the herbs and tools for detoxification are prepared for Shangsu, everything is available here.

After knowing the antidote to ice and fire poison, Ningmeng was ready and waiting for this day.

Ningmeng sent Taohong and Qingzhu out, so that they were outside, otherwise, no matter what they heard, or if anyone saw them, they would stop them.

Tao Hong and Qing Zhu nodded and walked out.

After they went out, Ningmeng closed her eyes and used her demon power to form a transparent protective cover that wrapped the entire Imperial Study Room.