Chapter Twenty-Eight: Rejuvenation (2)

The man slumped against the bed, gritted his teeth angrily.

Soon, the stove was sent to the room. In the sealed room, the atmosphere suddenly increased. The high temperature of roasting people made Jun Xian and the man have to leak their spiritual power and wrap their bodies.

Jun Qing, who was lying on the bed, was sweating like rain, and the whole person was like being pulled out of the water. The black sweat soaked the whole bed along his body, and rolled on the ground drip-tick. Under the baking, those sweat evaporated quickly, and the steam filled the whole room.

With a creak, Jun Wuxie pushed open the door and entered, holding a bowl of soup and medicine in his hand, and the black cat nimble following her feet.

Jun Wu Xie walked over to the bed without taking care of the reactions of the others in the room.

Suddenly, the man standing by the side grabbed Jun Wu Xie's wrist.

"He's your uncle." The man stared at Jun Wuxie, but he didn't tell Jun Xian that Jun Qing's poison was after eating the lotus seeds given by Jun Wuxie.

He still didn't want to believe that Jun Wuxie really wanted to harm Jun Qing, but Jun Wuxie's actions made him doubt again and again.

"Let go." Jun Wu Xie frowned and shook off the man's hand in displeasure. She hated being interrupted and questioned during the treatment.

The man pushed aside silently, watching Jun Wu Xie pour the bowl of soup into Jun Qing's mouth.

After drinking the decoction, Jun Qing didn't react, just lay quietly on the bed.

As time passed by, the high temperature in the room was a great torment for Jun Wu Xie, who had not had time to cultivate spiritual power. Sweat kept seeping out of her skin, and her thin dress had been soaked. The sweat was soaked, but she didn't care to hear it, just carefully placed her hand on Jun Qing's pulse, observing the changes in his body.

The black cat jumped onto the bed, looked at the sleeping Jun Qing, and looked up at Jun Wu Xie.

"Meow." The physical condition seemed to be stable.

Jun Wuxie nodded slightly.

An hour has passed, and Jun Qing's sweat is no longer black.

Jun Wu Xie got up, opened the doors and windows, and ordered the servants who were guarding outside to remove all the stoves in the room.

"Go and prepare warm water to wash the little prince." Jun Wu Xie ordered.

The servants outside the room looked at Jun Wuxie suspiciously. They had absolutely no idea what medicine the eldest lady was selling in the gourd. The situation of the little prince was already extremely bad, whether it was the doctor in the city or the imperial doctor in the palace. They have given Jun Qing a death notice. What is the eldest lady doing so much tossing about?

The people subconsciously looked at Jun Xian in the room, and after Jun Xian nodded slightly, they followed Jun Wuxie's words to clean up.

"You, go to my pharmacy, bring the medicine pot I put on the table, pour it into warm water, and let my uncle soak it for three hours." Jun Wu Xie pointed at the man standing beside him.

During the whole process, Jun Xian had no intention of intervening. He looked at Jun Wu Xie's orderly arrangements, and his tired eyes were somewhat relieved.

Whether the innocent method works or not, at least she has really changed.

The series of busy work made Jun Wu Xie a little irritable. Her clothes were stained with many stains, and those things were discharged from Jun Qing's body with a disgusting stench.

After explaining everything, she had already rushed back to the room to wash up, she couldn't bear the dirty things on her body.