Even the antipyretics she made by herself and the quick-acting antipyretics brought from modern times were of no use to her.
The pain of the high fever gradually made her confused. She was chanting from time to time, but could not understand what it was. Dongfang Wan'er and Dongfang Mu jumped anxiously, and almost all the imperial doctors were invited into Dongfang Bieyuan. .
Even after Chu Yan heard the news, he rushed over overnight.
Bai Zhi's body seemed to be on fire, as if someone kept burning her with fire.
Looking at Bai Zhi's painful appearance, Chu Yan said to the doctor Xu: "What's the matter? No medicine?"
The doctor Xu hurriedly said: "I have used the medicine after returning to the emperor, but it hasn't improved at all. The white girl's illness is too strange, it seems that it is not an ordinary fever."
"It's not an ordinary fever, what kind of fever is that?"
The doctor Xu shook his head: "When I returned to the emperor, Wei Chen practiced medicine for decades. I have never seen such a weird high fever. If ordinary people burned it like this, I am afraid that he would have vomited and cramped long ago, and even his life would not be guaranteed."
Hearing that his life was not guaranteed four times, Chu Yan was so anxious that he immediately shouted: "No matter what method is used, heal her quickly. There must be no mistake."
Imperial physician Xu knelt immediately, and all the imperial physicians behind him also knelt down: "The emperor, the ministers are incompetent."
Chu Yan really wanted to kick these incompetent imperial doctors to death, wouldn't he be able to do it on weekdays? How come this time, everyone looks like this.
Doctor Xu said: "The emperor, now the white girl is using no medicine. The last way is to apply a cold towel to her forehead to protect her mind from being burnt, and then use warm water to wipe the bath. Change from time to time and feed more warm water."
These are the most common and simple methods, but since ancient times, I don't know how many people have been ill. They are all cured by this method. As long as you have enough patience and the patient has a good foundation, you can survive.
Chu Yan took the cold towel from the maid's hand, and squarely applied it to Bai Zhi's forehead, and rolled up his sleeves to start wiping the bath for Bai Zhi.
Seeing this, Dongfang Wan'er hurriedly stepped forward to stop: "The emperor, let me come, you all go out."
Chu Yan just came back to his senses. Just now, he was really fainted, and almost undressed Bai Zhi in front of the doctors. He knocked on his head and laughed dryly: "Okay, come on, I will go out and wait. ."
Chu Yan took a group of educated doctors out of the inner room, and when he arrived in the courtyard, he severely reprimanded the group of educated doctors, still feeling the depression.
Bai Zhi felt herself in a sea of flames, the flames burned every inch of her skin, and her pain was so painful that she died alive.
She wanted to die happily and not to suffer such inhuman torture.
But she just couldn't die, the pain continued, as if it would never end, as if she was in the fiery purgatory.
Why is this happening? She knew that she was not in a sober state, and wanted to wake up, but she couldn't wake up anyway, she couldn't even open her eyes.
There was a boundless darkness in front of him, and the pain of burning his body was unbearable.
She heard many voices.
Cries for help, cries of pain, roar of police sirens.
It's noisy, and it hurts her brain.
Gradually, those voices were slowly moving away from her, becoming more and more distant, and she suddenly felt no pain again.
Faintly, she realized something.
The sound of police sirens only in modern times, those crying for help, the pain of burning body, and the sense of relief that has just surged.