The besties traveled through the book together, and the prince and general became abandoned husbands

Jun Xiaochen carried Xu Junjun into the room.

The postmaster carefully withdrew, leaving the space for the two nobles.

The room was warm and cozy, without the cold wind from the rain on the official road. Jun Xiaochen put the flushed Xu Junjun to the bedside and raised his hand to touch her hot forehead.

Seeing that the temperature on her forehead did not decrease, Jun Xiaochen frowned:

"Didn't you say the medicine would only take a day?

Why hasn't your fever subsided in almost two days?"

Xu Junjun's face was full of fatigue, and her lips were a seductive red, like a camellia in full bloom.

Ren Jun Xiaochen took off her cloak for her. Although Xu Junjun was not wet at all, she felt sticky and uncomfortable all over. Her throat was hoarse and dry as she spoke:

"I don't know either. Logically, it should have been fixed long ago.

But this time, even after taking the medicine, there was no improvement at all."

As he spoke, Xu Junjun coughed, covered his forehead with his hands, and leaned against the head of the bed, looking uncomfortable.

Jun Xiaochen looked at her listless appearance, bent down to take off her shoes and socks, and let her lie on the bed.

Outside, the rain was pouring down, and the raindrops hit the roof of the inn, making clean white noise.

Xu Junjun closed her eyes as soon as she touched the bed, her posture as fragile as glass.

On the small face, the red lips were even more eye-catching against the white chin, deeply stinging Jun Xiaochen's eyes.

"This won't work. You go to sleep first. I'll tell Weidong to find a doctor."

Jun Xiaochen was unwilling to wait any longer. As the saying goes, a doctor cannot treat himself. He was worried that Xu Junjun was too distracted and failed to find out his true illness.

Xu Junjun wanted to speak to stop him, but as soon as she opened her mouth, her throat felt dry and painful, so she stopped talking and followed Jun Xiaochen.

The man's footsteps disappeared from his ears, the door opened, and silence returned to the room.

Xu Junjun dozed off for a while, her mind not having the energy to calculate the time. It felt like not long had passed before someone pushed the door open and sat back down beside her bed.

As the warm water went down her throat, Xu Junjun finally felt better.

After drinking the warm water from the visitor's hand, Xu Junjun lay down to rest.

After she fell asleep, Jun Xiaochen put the empty cup aside, soaked the handkerchief with the hot water he had just brought, and wiped the sweat from Xu Junjun's forehead.

Her high fever came on suddenly and unexpectedly, without any warning at all.

She was joking with him and choking him in the carriage in the first half of the day, but she was as listless as a frost-bitten eggplant in the second half.

At first, Jun Xiaochen thought she was feeling unwell because she had been sitting in the carriage for too long.

Unexpectedly, she developed a low fever in the evening.

The two of them rode in the same carriage. The moment Jun Xiaochen noticed that something was wrong with her, he planned to find a place to stay, but she stopped him.

If he hadn't seen her swear that it was just a minor problem and nothing happened, he wouldn't have let her take the medicine and go on the road.

Today, they could have rushed to the next city and made plans, but they found that Xu Junjun's fever was getting worse and worse, and Jun Xiaochen did not allow them to continue traveling in the rain.

He then ordered Weidong to find this post station and rest temporarily.

The post station delivered hot water and food into the house, and Weidong arranged everything and went in to report.

Knowing that Xu Junjun was not in good condition, Weidong lowered his voice to avoid disturbing others:

“Master, the guards have surrounded the entire post station.

The doctor will be here soon, would you like to rest for a while?"

During the two days that Miss Xu was ill, Jun Xiaochen hardly slept a wink. Wei Dong saw it all and knew that his master valued Miss Xu more and more.

Jun Xiaochen continued to wipe the sweaty palms of Xu Junjun, who had her eyes closed. His movements were careful, but his tone was very cold.

"Just now downstairs, there was someone in the corner who looked like the Great Saint Qilin Guard. Send someone to verify it tonight."

Wei Dong was startled, then said carefully:

"If it's them, do the guards need to take action?"

The Qilin Guards have come here, they must be here for Miss Xu.

Wei Dong couldn't figure out what Jun Xiaochen was thinking, so he could only ask.

Jun Xiaochen shook his head:

"No, if they don't move, you can just watch.

Xu Junjun values ​​these people very much, and I don’t want to make her sad.”

Love the house and the bird.

This word used to have a barren meaning in Jun Xiaochen's world.

Now, having tasted the surface, he finally realized the satisfaction of flesh and blood growing in the barren, thorny desert.

The emotions Xu Junjun brought to him were too strange and exotic, and also made him feel satisfied. He was willing to do things for her that he had never done before.

Wei Dong was shocked to hear Jun Xiaochen say the word "sad".

He looked at the look his master gave Xu Junjun, and finally felt certain.

This time, the master seems to be really in trouble.

The young doctor came hurriedly, led by his personal guards, carrying a medical box on his back and his body soaked with rain.

As soon as he entered the room, the doctor was taken to the bedside and urged to take his pulse before he had time to speak to the distinguished person in front of him.

The doctor hadn't finished speaking when he saw a pale and beautiful profile.

The doctor brought by the imperial guards was quite young, looking no more than thirty-four or thirty-five, with a surprisingly handsome appearance, completely different from the white-bearded doctors in the Imperial Hospital.

Seeing him staring at Xu Junjun's profile and speaking, Jun Xiaochen frowned and a murderous aura filled his body.

The doctor saw the face of the woman on the bed and was about to take a closer look when he suddenly felt a chill on his back. He turned his head and met the man's murderous amber eyes.

"If I ask you to treat me, then treat me well. If you keep looking around, I will dig out your eyes."

In the entire Apocalypse, there is only one person who dares to call himself the King.

Being warned coldly by such a distinguished person, the young doctor shuddered with fear, revealing a smile uglier than crying. He nodded hurriedly and prepared to raise his hand to grab the woman's wrist.

"Wait a minute."

The man's unhappy voice sounded again. The young doctor froze, not daring to move, and cast a confused look at the man beside him.

Jun Xiaochen stared at the man's thin fingers, reached out and took out Xu Junjun's wrist from the quilt, took out a brocade handkerchief, covered it, and said to him:

"That's enough now. Take my pulse."

Jun Xiaochen spoke with displeasure and a look of impatience between his brows. The young doctor who had been warned by him did not dare to glance at the bed. He could only kneel on the ground, tremblingly stretching out his fingers to touch the pulse on the brocade handkerchief.

Seeing that he had been asking questions for a long time but didn't say a word, his body shaking like a leaf in the wind, Jun Xiaochen's patience ran out, and he frowned and said:

"how?

How is she doing?”

The doctor suddenly knelt down and kowtowed:

"Your Majesty, please forgive me. I was so nervous that I didn't find out why this young lady had a high fever."

Jun Xiaochen's face was as gloomy as water. He kicked the doctor on the shoulder and angrily scolded:

"Get out!"

Wei Dong was silent as a mouse, and was about to observe a moment of silence for his brother who was looking for a doctor this time, when he found that his master's angry gaze was fixed on him.

“Drag him out.

Go and get a doctor yourself.

I need to find some more mediocre doctors, return to the imperial capital, and go to the punishment hall myself."

Wei Dong's scalp tightened and he nodded immediately. He walked quickly forward and dragged the doctor, who was shaking so much that he was about to pee, out of the room.

Kicking the doctor into the rain, Weidong angrily cursed:

"How dare a half-baked person come and hang around in front of the master? If it weren't for Miss Xu being by my side today, the master wouldn't want to kill anyone.

Even if you had ten heads, they wouldn't be enough to lose!"

After cursing, Weidong did not dare to delay. He put on his straw raincoat and went to the city ahead in the rain to find a doctor.

An hour later, the old doctor with gray beard was carried by Wei Dong and brought back to the post station.

After bringing him into the room and seeing that his master's face was no longer cold, Wei Dong dared to go downstairs to change his clothes.

This old doctor is obviously more talented and knowledgeable than the previous one.

After taking the pulse, he told Jun Xiaochen the reason for Xu Junjun's high fever.

Jun Xiaochen was finally satisfied and asked him to go downstairs to prescribe medicine. He glanced at Xu Junjun who was half asleep on the bed and breathed a sigh of relief.