Half an hour later, Yuwenhao looked at the shameless woman sitting on the table with hatred.

Her clothes were half exposed, and her hands were spreading around her neck and collarbone... and scratching hard.

Red marks appeared on the face, collarbone, neck, and even half-exposed chest, and piles of red bumps.

The ground was full of messy bowls, chopsticks and food. Madam Qi and Luya had been driven out, but Madam Xi was smart. She hid herself and went to boil the soup.

Even Duobao escaped before the storm came and the first bowl fell to the ground.

A cup of osmanthus chen. He swears, it's really just one cup.

He slowly got up and retreated.

Yuan Qingling picked up the imperial staff and knocked it hard on the table. He shouted with great urgency, "Do you want to try?"

Yuwenhao had the urge to kill her.

He hates being threatened the most in his life.

Yuan Qingling's whole body was almost crazy. The first time she drank, she was drunk and had no allergies. Why was she allergic this time?

She still had the consciousness, but she couldn't bear the biting itch. It seemed to come out of her blood. She searched in the medicine box and couldn't find a pill that could be used for allergies.

She wanted to peel off all the flesh and blood in her body.

At this critical moment, how dare he want to leave?

"My back is itchy. I can't scratch it!" Yuan Qingling pounded the table with his legs madly, and his hands kept trying to climb behind him.

"Where is the imperial doctor?" Yu Wenhao roared wildly, but had to go over and scratch her.

Her back was hot, it was really hot, and when her fingertips touched it, it was like passing by a fireball.

That's a hell.

Why didn't she burn herself to death when she was so hot?

The imperial doctor arrived in a hurry, Yuwenhao pulled up her clothes and said angrily: "Will you knock on the door first?"

The imperial doctor looked back at the door with only one left, and the other one was lying on the ground, knocking on the door?

He didn't dare to look at the prince's face, three on the left and three on the right. Those who didn't know thought it was a cat.

"I'm just here to see what's going on?" Yu Wenhao's patience was worn out. Who felt sorry for the scratches on his face?

The imperial doctor hurried over, and there was no need to look at it. He prescribed a prescription and said, "Wine and leper, it's okay to drink a bowl of medicine. I'll go to make the medicine myself."

"I will go and work on it myself!" Yu Wenhao snatched the prescription with one hand and said with gritted teeth.

The imperial doctor was stunned for a moment and sighed. It seemed that he had made Master Mao look like?

Those who can't drink can't touch a drop of wine if they don't know how to eat.

Yuan Qingling's allergies faded in the middle of the night.

Yu Wenhao was so tired that he slept directly in Fengyi Pavilion.

The house was messy.

Yuan Qingling went downstairs and drank a big glass of water, feeling like he was escaping from death.

She sat quietly on the chair and began to recall this drunkenness.

Not only this time, but every time she recovered from injury, she felt her brain was extremely clear and her senses were extremely sharp.

For example, now, she could hear sounds coming from far and far away, and could also look at the dark yard from the missing door, and everything in the yard was clearly seen.

It's like daytime.

She also seemed to hear the sound of her brain cells dividing, and the neurons were constantly extending.

She took out the medicine box, pressed the buckle, and said, "Streptomycin!"

Slowly opened, there were two boxes of streptomycin injections in the medicine box.

Close.

She discovered a pattern.

Once she feels uncomfortable, the medicine box will be developed. Of course, the development of the medicine box may also be related to the development of her brain.

This discovery is huge, at least it can make her hope that with the continuous development of her brain or medicine box, she can completely control the medicine box.

No matter this, in short, now that with streptomycin, you can inject streptomycin for fifteen days to stabilize the condition.

She arranged everything in the medicine box neatly, and the hemorrhoid cream and the sagging dew were still there, but this thing was not used often, so she stuffed it in the bottom corner.

Back at the bedside, I saw Yuwenhao sleeping like a dead pig.

He didn't drink much, right? Why did he get drunk like this?

Looking at the three nail marks on his face on the left and three right sides, Yuan Qingling felt guilty. He really shouldn't have it. How could he go back to the yamen tomorrow?

She yawned and was sleepy, so she crawled over him and went inside to sleep.

This climb woke people up.

Yu Wenhao was sleeping soundly and was suddenly awakened. He was more aware of what happened last night and couldn't help but feel angry, "What are you doing when you don't sleep at night?"

"I couldn't sleep just now, but I'm just sleepy now." Yuan Qingling yawned again, "I'm asleep."

Seeing her turn sideways and sleep evenly, Yu Wenhao felt revenge, but she was sleepy, but he woke up.

"Yuan Qingling, I suddenly felt my chest hurt."

Yuan Qingling sat up all of a sudden, watched him cover his chest in pain, and then his face turned pale suddenly. He felt anxious and bent down to listen to his heartbeat.

"How come it hurts all of a sudden?" Yuan Qingling heard it, raised his head and took out the stethoscope, and pressed it on his chest.

The moment his face pressed against his chest, Yu Wenhao's whole body stiffened and his heart beat uncontrollably.

My heartbeats very fast, very fast, and it’s thumping, at least 120 per minute.

"Does the left hand hurt? Does the back hurt? What other feelings are there besides the pain?" Yuan Qingling asked anxiously.

Yuwenhao saw her so nervous and felt a little guilty, but he couldn't let her know that she was a prank, so he reached out to press his chest and exerted his internal strength slightly, "It hurts here. I wonder if you were hit by a bowl when you were drunk and injured."

Yuan Qingling was stunned and lifted up his clothes. Sure enough, he saw a red spot on his chest. Judging from the red spot, it should have been hit very heavily.

People who are drunk and crazy usually do not have a clear consciousness to grasp the strength.

She felt guilty, "I'm sorry."

Yu Wenhao watched her eyelashes droop down, covering her eyes, looking guilty, feeling much more relieved, and said, "Forget it this time, but please don't practice drinking again in the future."

"I won't drink anymore, this alcohol tolerance is really not something I can do." She is a doctor of medicine. After she came to ancient times, her mind became confused.

"Go to sleep, I have to go to Prince Huai's Mansion tomorrow." Yu Wenhao felt inexplicably comfortable when he heard her say such well-behaved words.

Yuan Qingling lay down and whispered: "I am now 50% sure about King Huai's illness."

Yuwenhao exclaimed and looked at her in shock, "You haven't diagnosed yet, why are you sure?"

"I know what kind of illness he is, my second brother said."

"But didn't you say you had to see it last night before you knew it?"

Yuan Qingling yawned, "Have I said this?"

"You said it." Yu Wenhao was very serious.

"Then I was wrong."

"You... can you still say this wrong? You must not talk nonsense if you are 50% sure, especially in front of your sixth brother." Yu Wenhao was angry.

This woman really can’t praise her, and she can’t praise her silently in her heart.

"I definitely won't say it." Yuan Qingling said.

Yuwenhao pulled the quilt and covered the two of them, "Go to sleep."

"You won't go back?" As the light dimmed, Yuan Qingling's eyes were burning.

"I'm too lazy to run around." Yuwen Hao said.
Chapter completed!