Fleeing from famine! A rough hunter has a fox husband

Rewards were continuously sent to Shen Nuoer, and the emperor wished he could personally help his brother catch the girl.

After Shen Nuoer realized her own thoughts, she did not dwell on it too much and just treated the patient on time every day.

"Starting today, you will take a medicinal bath for seven days. I will then help you bleed to draw out the poisonous insect."

Shen Nuoer spoke as she added herbs into the pot.

In the kitchen, the servants kept adding firewood to the stove.

As Prince Dingbei needed treatment for an illness, he had closed his door to visitors during this period. Even Song Zhen's subordinate He Chong was not allowed to enter the palace.

"I will listen to Nuoer."

Song Zhen now starts to cough up blood occasionally, and his heart aches from time to time.

Shen Nuoer was also aware of his symptoms, after all, it was his good uncle who poisoned him.

Half an hour later, the herbs were cooked.

Song Zhen did as Shen Nuoer said, took off her shirt and soaked in the bathtub.

The bathtub was full of medicine at this time. Afterwards, Shen Nuoer took out a small bamboo tube and sprinkled the powdered substance inside into the medicine barrel.

Song Zhen felt the temperature of the potion, and her head felt a little fuzzy from the steam.

"Song Zhen, what do you feel?"

Shen Nuo'er watched from the side, worried that he would slip into the bathtub after fainting.

Song Zhen's face turned red from the steam, and Shen Nuoer asked everyone else to go out and wait.

He walked closer and put his hand on his forehead, which was as expected hot.

"Well, the side effect of this medicine is that it makes people want to have sex when they are soaking... But it's okay, it will pass quickly, just bear with it."

Shen Nuoer had forgotten about this before, and now she feels embarrassed when she thinks about it.

But none of this matters, it’s only seven days and it will be over quickly.

Shen Nuoer thought so.

She had no idea how much pain Song Zhen was in right now.

"Noer, don't go..."

He reached out and grabbed Shen Nuoer's wrist, and put his hand against his face.

"So hot……"

Song Zhen just felt hot all over, as if she was about to be cooked, and she felt very uncomfortable.

This feeling is like someone has been drugged.

It was also the first time that Song Zhen realized that this kind of thing was so difficult to endure.

Shen Nuoer didn't say anything. Maybe it was because he was used to being taken care of, but he always felt that Song Zhen would definitely not hurt him.

And this is indeed the case.

When Song Zhen felt uncomfortable, she held Shen Nuoer's hand and put it on her face, without any intention of doing anything.

Just looking at his uncomfortable look, Shen Nuoer didn't struggle to break free, just looked at him.

I thought about how I could make him feel better, but there was no such medicine in my mind.

He can only bear it.

This is also Song Zhen. If it were someone else, he might just say: You can treat it or not.

After all, he still cares about Song Zhen in his heart.

The first medicinal bath only needed half an hour, and when the time was up, Shen Nuoer immediately called for someone to help him out.

It was also his negligence that he forgot about this matter. Shen Nuoer felt a little guilty and went to take care of him personally.

Song Zhen had not lost consciousness at all. When she lay on the bed, she was still muttering "Nuo'er".

However, these words were full of love and did not disgust Shen Nuoer.

"The first medicinal bath lasts half an hour, and the next one will last an hour. You'd better hold on."

Shen Nuoer used a wet handkerchief to apply to his forehead and felt that this man was about to be burned.

"I can do that, but Nuoer has to accompany me every time, okay?"

Song Zhen's face was abnormally flushed, and her lips were also tinged with red.

He used to be handsome, but now he looked extremely fragile.

This made Shen Nuoer feel uneasy, so she had to put her cold hand on his cheek again.

"Okay, I'll accompany you to remove the poison."

Shen Nuoer had been with him the whole time. She had been in a nervous state just now, but now that she had relaxed, they both fell asleep.

But Song Zhen just looked at him lying on the edge of the bed, reached out and picked him up, holding him in his arms.

Song Zhen smelled the faint herbal scent of Shen Nuoer at the tip of her nose, and soon fell asleep.

It was already evening when the two woke up, and Song Zhen had returned to her usual self.

When it was time to eat, he still personally served the food to Shen Nuoer and did not let anyone else do it.

Shen Nuoer was happy and relaxed, and called everyone else out.

There were only two people left in the room.

"Are you feeling better?" Shen Nuoer asked him.

"Okay, Noer, don't worry about me."

He picked up some food for Shen Nuoer. All the dishes here were Shen Nuoer's favorites. He didn't act pretentiously and ate two large bowls of rice in a row.

Before leaving, he did not forget to remind Song Zhen to have a good rest, after all, he still had to take a medicinal bath tomorrow.

For several days in a row, Song Zhen increased the time she spent in the medicinal bath by half an hour every day.

It was not until the fourth day, after soaking for two hours, that Song Zhen fainted in the bathtub.

Shen Nuoer had him carried to the bed and immediately cooled him down.

"There are still three days left. Just hold on for another three days."

"Noer, I feel so bad."

Song Zhen began to hug Shen Nuoer and rub against her like a big dog.

Shen Nuoer had no choice but to be carried to the bed by him in the end. He just carried her and Shen Nuoer did not resist. She reached out and patted his back.

"I know you're feeling bad, go to sleep."

"Nuo'er hasn't called me brother for a long time, can you please call me brother?"

Song Zhen was not satisfied even with the hug and insisted that Shen Nuoer call him brother like before.

Shen Nuoer had no choice but to whisper:

"Brother, go to sleep. I will always be with you."

"Well, no regrets."

Song Zhen held the person in his arms, but was reluctant to hold her too tightly, fearing that Nuo'er would feel uncomfortable.

At night, Shen Nuoer was stopped by Song Zhen, who insisted that he stay with him at night.

He said he felt there were some bugs on his body and he was scared.

Shen Nuoer looked at his sickly appearance and compromised again.

"Song Zhen, I really owe you. If you dare to do anything in the middle of the night, you'll be dead."

Shen Nuoer stared at him coldly, and Song Zhen frowned and coughed again.

"Cough, cough, cough... Nuo'er, my heart hurts so much."

"Where? Let me see?"

Shen Nuo quickly lifted up his clothes on his chest to check, and saw that there was indeed a poisonous insect moving there.

"It's okay. I took the medicinal bath these days just to kill them. Now they are just struggling to survive."

"But I feel bad."

Song Zhen learned the skill of pretending to be pitiful without any instruction, and kept Shen Nuoer around all the time, not letting him leave even a step.

So, for the remaining few days, Shen Nuoer lived directly in the main house.

On the last day, Song Zhen endured the pain again. Two hours later, Shen Nuoer bled him.

Blood flowed out from the wrist, and the parasite inside could be seen to be unable to move. Shen Nuoer fed Song Zhen a blood-generating pill.

But his face gradually faded from blush to pale.

"Noer..."

Song Zhen felt weak all over at this moment, and felt the blood draining out. He felt that he might die.