"Your Majesty, don't worry. This tonic soup is specially made for your Majesty's physique. Mr. Fan has just suffered a serious injury and is temporarily unable to be nourished, which led to his fainting. He will wake up soon. I will prescribe a decoction to purge heat, and Mr. Fan will feel better after drinking it." Imperial Physician Lin said loudly.
Qin Zhou waved his hand, asked the imperial doctors to go down and prepare medicine, and strode into the inner room.
Murong Jin was sitting nearby, watching the palace maids helping Fan Qingyi cool down with cold compresses. When he saw Qin Zhou coming over, Murong Jin quickly jumped off the chair and asked, "Mother, is the benefactor uncle okay?"
"It's okay, go down and take a shower first." Qin Zhou touched Murong Jin's little head and asked someone to take him to take a shower.
The palace servant kneeling beside the bed saw Qin Zhou approaching and hurriedly saluted: "Your Majesty."
Qin Zhou glanced at the man on the bed and felt inexplicably guilty.
She didn't do it on purpose, it was just when she was about to go find him that the imperial doctors brought her this bowl of medicine...
"Go down."
The blood on Fan Qingyi's body had been cleaned up, but his face was still somewhat abnormally red.
At this moment, he was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, looking more likable than when he was interrupting people.
Qin Zhou took the wet handkerchief from the palace maid, put it on Fan Qingyi's forehead himself, and reached out to check his body temperature.
It was found that not only did Fan Qingyi's temperature not go down, but his face became redder and redder.
Qin Zhou took his hand back, turned around, and concealed the strangeness on his face, and said in a somewhat cold voice: "Master Fan."
"Yes, Your Majesty." Fan Qingyi knew that he couldn't pretend to be asleep anymore, so he had to respond and then open his eyes.
He woke up when Qin Zhou entered the room. He thought Qin Zhou would go back after giving his instructions, but he didn't expect Qin Zhou to come over and personally apply cold compress to him.
Where is the cold-blooded and ruthless empress
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"It's good that you're awake. I still have official business to attend to, so I'll leave first. If Fan Zhuangshi has anything to do, just tell the palace servants to do it. You can come back to the courtyard when you feel better." Qin Zhou turned his back, said a few words in a hurry, and left with his people.
"Farewell, Your Majesty."
Fan Qingyi touched the place that Qin Zhou's hand had just touched, and something strange seemed to be sprouting in his heart.
"The master's health index is 86 percent, his body temperature, heartbeat and condition are abnormal. Would you like to open the Love Book?" Huanbao's soft voice suddenly appeared in the huge room, disrupting Fan Qingyi's thoughts.
Fan Qingyi withdrew his hand, stared at the ring with a slightly cold gaze, and complained: "You are the only one who has too many problems."
Huanbao jumped out and said cutely, "It is Huanhuan's responsibility to care about the health of its master."
This order was most likely set by his mother. Fan Qingyi was not so angry as to take it personally. "Analyze the situation with the book."
Fan Qingyi's biological mother is one of the scientists responsible for the development of the Soul-Snatching Ring.
In order to satisfy his desire to have a grandchild sooner, he added some incredible functions to Fan Qingyi's ring. This so-called love book is one of them.
Fortunately, this function will only be triggered when he is alone, otherwise it would be embarrassing.
Huan Bao obediently showed the results of the analysis: "The book analysis is complete. A total of 108 pieces of useful information have been sorted out, including 78 on bed skills, 23 on love, 3 on food, 3 on local customs, and 1 other useful information. Please check it out, Master."
Fan Qingyi clicked on one of them, glanced at it, his face gradually became stiff, and then he quickly closed and opened the others.
Until he realized that these were really of no help, he clicked on the only remaining useful information.
(End of this chapter)