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Chapter 263: Torturing the Thirteenth Prince (44)

After saying this, he turned his gaze to the person in front of him and said earnestly, "As for you, your old injuries haven't healed yet, and your body is already weak. You've been busy these days and haven't had a good rest. Now that things are looking up, isn't it time for you to take a good rest?"

Although these words were said in the form of a question, the unquestionable tone was irresistible.

Jun Linyuan watched quietly as the other person drank the tea in the cup, then stood up without saying anything, walked to the other person, reached out and gently pressed his shoulders, slowly helped him up, and walked towards the inner room.

"Just sleep here with me and rest assured, so that I won't sneak out and get busy again." Jun Linyuan said as he hugged the man and laid him on the bed, carefully covering him with a soft quilt.

Although Jiang Yan felt somewhat helpless, seeing Jun Linyuan's insistence, he had no choice but to nod obediently and closed his eyes to prepare for sleep.

However, perhaps because he had been physically and mentally exhausted for many days, when he fell asleep, the muscles all over his body completely relaxed, and the injuries that had been suppressed suddenly broke out.

Not long after, Jiang Yan actually developed a high fever. His whole body felt as if he was in a furnace, extremely hot.

Fortunately, Jun Linyuan was worried, so he walked into the house after a while to check the situation.

When he saw Jiang Yan lying on the bed with a flushed face and rapid breathing, his heart was suddenly startled.

If Jun Linyuan hadn't discovered it in time, I'm afraid that if it were any later, this person would have been tortured by the high fever and turned into an unconscious idiot!

As soon as Miss Mo got the news, she quickly walked to Jiang Yan's bed, stretched out her slender and white hand, gently placed it on Jiang Yan's wrist, and began to take his pulse.

Her expression was focused and solemn. Her long eyebrows were instantly twisted tightly together as she received the pulse information from her fingertips, and it seemed as if a knot was tied between her eyebrows.

Then, Miss Mo leaned down slightly, moved closer to Jiang Yan's face, stretched out her other hand, carefully opened his eyelids, and observed him carefully for a few seconds.

Miss Mo frowned. "How come Xiao Shisan's body is so weak? His pulse is weak and his eyes are full of fatigue."

After saying that, Miss Mo quickly took out a few slender silver needles from the medicine box she carried with her.

She was very skilled in the technique, and she found the acupuncture points accurately and inserted several needles into Jiang Yan's head and arms.

The silver needle flickered with a cool light in the sunlight. As Miss Mo gently twisted it, it seemed to be exploring the hidden illness in Jiang Yan's body bit by bit.

After a moment, Miss Mo slowly straightened up, a look of worry on her face. "It's an old injury that hasn't healed yet, and the cold he's caught from months of hard work. Add to that the epidemic in Luozhou, and his body is already showing signs of illness."

"The old injury had already drained a lot of his energy, and the days of hard work had strained his body, so the cold took advantage of the opportunity to enter."

Miss Mo sighed softly, "Now we're caught up in an epidemic. If a prescription for the epidemic hadn't been developed by now, Xiao Shisan would have been in great trouble given his current condition."

"This epidemic is so fierce, and so many people have lost their lives in this disaster. Xiao Shisan is so weak, if there is no appropriate prescription, the consequences will be disastrous."

Miss Mo paused, then continued, "I'll go make some medicine for Little Thirteen later, and I'll write down the prescription in detail."