"Probably." The other guard nodded and immediately turned around and went out to find Ye Qiqi.
Fortunately, Ye Qiqi lived in the same courtyard as him. The guard went to the door of the west wing, knocked on the door and told her, and Ye Qiqi hurried over.
"Your Highness is sick??" Ye Qiqi walked into the room and asked with some confusion.
"Yes, I didn't seem very energetic when I went out just now. I didn't expect that when I came back, my condition was even worse." A guard quickly reported to Ye Qiqihui respectfully.
"Have you called the doctor?" Ye Qiqi walked to Mo Hanqing's bed and looked at him lying on the bed with his eyes closed, an unusual blush appearing on his fair and handsome face.
She hesitated for a moment, then reached out her hand and gently placed it on his forehead.
Her palms were hot.
Ye Qiqi was shocked. Just as she was about to take her hand back, a long and warm hand held her palm tightly.
She lowered her head and saw Mo Hanqing's big, white and slender hand holding her tightly.
The palms of his hands were as hot as his forehead.
"Have you called the doctor?" Ye Qiqi raised his head and asked the guards standing in the room.
"Chen Feng went to see the doctor just now. He will probably be here in a while." One of the guards quickly answered her.
"Yes." Ye Qiqi felt relieved now. She lowered her head and glanced at Mo Hanqing who was lying on the bed. He had his eyes closed, and his long eyelashes cast a faint shadow on his eye sockets.
She hesitated and wanted to take her hand out.
However, as soon as her hand moved slightly, it was immediately clenched tighter.
"Ye Qiqi..." Mo Hanqing's low and slightly hoarse voice came from the bed.
"Huh?" Ye Qiqi was startled and quickly looked at him.
I saw that his pair of dark and deep eyes were looking at her half-closed at the moment. The light in his eyes seemed a little dim. His thin lips moved slightly and he said in a low voice: "Don't mess around." move… "
Then he closed his eyes again.
Ye Qiqi looked at him blankly, then her eyes fell back to her hand that was tightly held by him. The temperature in his palm was really frighteningly hot. Perhaps it was because her hand was slightly cold, so he kept holding it tightly. Are you holding on to the ground and not letting go
Just as she was thinking wildly, the guard named Chen Feng rushed in, dragging the doctor and saying, "The doctor is here, the doctor is here."
The guards in the room quickly made way.
The gray-bearded doctor walked to the bed, stretched out his hand to stroke his beard, and then glanced at Ye Qiqi who was squatting next to the bed. He couldn't help but frowned and said, "This little girl, can you please give me a little permission?" Give in? If you are blocking His Highness Prince Jing'an's bed like this, I can't even feel your pulse."
Ye Qiqi turned around and looked at the doctor with a helpless expression: "I also want to get out of your way, but this guy won't let go. What can I do?"
"..." The doctor with the gray beard noticed that Mo Hanqing had been holding her hand tightly, "Then..."
The doctor hesitated for a moment, then knelt down next to Ye Qiqi and said, "Little girl, please pull His Highness's wrist towards the bed so that I can feel your pulse."