Xiaocao took the towel and breathed a sigh of relief. She was just wiping the girl's sweat. Heaven and earth knew it, the general knew it, and Xiaocao knew it. It didn't ruin the girl's reputation.
But he completely forgot that the general was sitting on the girl's bed, holding her in his arms.
Soon, Mother Sun led the doctor from the general's mansion to the outer room, followed by Konggu Youlan.
Yan Gui heard the footsteps, reluctantly put down the little girl in his arms, got off the bed, and told Mother Sun in a deep voice to bring the doctor in.
Through layers of curtains, Xiao Cao carefully helped the girl stretch out her slender white wrist.
The doctor felt the pulse briefly, pondered for a moment, and walked to the side to write a prescription: "The girl was originally weak, and she was exhausted from the journey. The wind and cold have entered her body. You need to take good care of yourself. It will be troublesome if you leave the root of the disease."
Yan Gui felt very guilty after hearing this and was about to speak when he heard footsteps outside the house again.
"I heard that the girl is sick?" A voice like a loud bell sounded outside the house.
General Yan came to see Wei Yang accompanied by his guards.
"Dad, why are you here?" Yan Gui hurried over and stretched out his hand to support the old general who was not using crutches.
The old general pushed his hand away impatiently: "I can do it, get out of here, you can't even take care of a little girl, what use are you to me?"
This was the first time he met the little girl in all these years, and it would be really detrimental to his image as a great general to see her using a crutch.
"Lift it up and let me see, how is Ninth Girl?"
Xiao Cao looked at Yangui and saw him nod. She reached out and lifted the layers of pink curtains, revealing Weiyang who was sleeping soundly under the brocade quilt.
"Why haven't you woken up yet?" General Yan looked at the doctor reproachfully.
The old doctor dealt with General Yan every day, so he naturally knew his temper. Hearing this, he said, "You haven't taken the medicine yet, but you can give him an acupuncture."
When the old general heard that he would have to get acupuncture, he was unwilling to do it: "Forget about it, it's so tender and delicate. Acupuncture is too painful. Don't let it hurt."
When the medicine was boiled and served, the three maids from Konggu tried to feed it but couldn't take a single sip. It was too bitter, and Weiyang subconsciously shook her head to refuse.
She has been taking medicine since she was a child and is very sensitive to these bitter medicines. Not to mention that she could barely swallow some when she was unconscious, if she woke up, she would definitely not take any at all.
The old general who was waiting on the side got angry and pointed at the old doctor and scolded: "Can't you prescribe some medicine to stop the little girl from crying? She cries like this, and it tastes bitter to me. She is such a delicate girl, she will definitely not drink it."
The old doctor was also helpless. The injection was too painful and the medicine was too bitter. He was a doctor, not someone who bought candy on the street.
The old doctor pondered for a moment and said, "There is another set of massage techniques that you can try. It is best to use internal force, so that the effect will be faster."
"Your wife, come here." The old general pointed at Yan Gui.
Upon hearing this, everyone in the room was shocked, and Grandma Sun, who was standing nearby, rolled her eyes around, not knowing what she was thinking.
Yan Gui nodded, walked aside, and listened to the old doctor's detailed explanation.
He was learning Kung Fu, so he was naturally familiar with the acupoints. It was much easier for him to learn, and he understood it quickly.
Seeing Yan Gui nod, the old general said, "Let's go out and wait."
Everyone left the inner room, leaving only Xiaocao, Konggu and Youlan to accompany Yan Gui. One reason was to avoid suspicion, and the other was to lend a hand when needed.
Konggu and Youlan helped Weiyang take off her outer clothes, leaving her in a snow-white undershirt. Xiaocao went to the bathroom to get some hot water, and first gave Weiyang a simple wipe.
Yan Gui half-knelt on the bed, looking down at Wei Yang who was crawling on the bed.
Her long black hair was loose, her face was white, but her lips were abnormally red.