"Young master? Young master?? Cangqing frowned and called out to Cen Xiyan.

Cen Xiyan was lying on the bed, his eyes closed, and he didn't react.

Cang Qing saw that Cen Xiyan was really delirious at this moment, and he passed out in a coma, and he was very surprised in his heart, why did the young master have such a fierce blood boiling attack this time!

But this is not the time to think about these things at this moment, he quickly turned out the purse that Cen Xiyan carried with him with mint slices, and when he opened the purse, he couldn't help frowning.

He muttered to himself in surprise, "Why is there only so little left?" ”

Could it be that Jingshuang and Yingxue were careless and forgot to bring more to the young master?

Cang Qing thought so in her heart, but she didn't stop moving in her hands, and quickly took out a mint slice, broke Cen Xiyan's mouth, and pressed it under the root of her tongue.

Mo Junxuan's gaze fell on the purse in Cangqing's hand, and his mood suddenly became complicated.

His throat rolled and he asked, "This mint slice...... Is it a life-saving medicine in the event of an onset of wind-related illness? ”

Cang Qing was silent for a moment, and replied with a wooden face: "I can't talk about saving my life, I can only relieve the symptoms slightly." ”

When Mo Junxuan heard this, he was a little relieved, but fortunately, he was not taking other people's life-saving medicine.

However, even if it is not a life-saving medicine, it is carried by people to alleviate the condition, and he gave it to him like this, and he still feels very guilty and uncomfortable.

It seems that although this young man has an unforgiving mouth, he is a self-sufficient tofu heart.

"Do you know what kind of disease Suifeng is?" Mo Junxuan asked again.

Cang Qing pursed her lips, and finally spit out only two words, "Old disease." ”

Old ailments? How to follow the wind and say the same!

Mo Junxuan frowned and said, "Even if it's an old disease, this disease should have a name, right?" What exactly is the disease? Do you have frequent seizures? Is it hard to treat? I know some doctors with good medical skills, maybe I can ......."

"No, you don't!" Without waiting for Mo Junxuan to finish speaking, Cang Qing interrupted him in a cold voice, "The young master will get better soon!" ”

"Uh......" Mo Junxuan was stunned for a moment, and then his face sank dissatisfied, "I'm also good for the wind!" If you are sick, of course, you have to see a doctor! Since it is an old disease, it is better to find a way to cure it radically! ”

Cangqing's brows were tightly locked, and he felt that His Royal Highness the prince was really noisy, and he said impatiently: "The young master will be fine, you don't need to worry about it." ”

As long as the young master's internal strength is cultivated to the eighth layer, she will no longer have to suffer from this blood boiling!

Mo Junxuan's face was also very ugly, he felt that Sui Feng and his entourage named Cangqing were really the same oil and salt, and they didn't know the hearts of good people!

It's really hateful to think that he is a dignified prince, when has he been treated like this!

But looking at the unconscious and flushed young man lying on the bed, he could barely suppress the anger in his heart.

He patiently asked, "What now?" Just watch him go unconscious? I think it's better to let the boatman stop the boat at the next pier and ask a Langzhong to check his pulse! ”

"Not necessarily! Ordinary doctors can't cure the young master's symptoms, she will get better on her own! Cangqing simply refused, then got up and walked to the window, and reached out to push the window of the cabin open.

A biting cold wind with damp water vapor poured into the cabin in an instant!

Mo Junxuan frowned and stared at Cangqing's back, and asked in a cold voice, "What are you doing?" He's still sick with the wind, what are you doing with the window? ”

Cang Qing turned around and patiently explained: "When the young master has this symptom, he is the least heat-tolerant! ”

Mo Junxuan was stunned when he heard this, and then remembered that the young man was dressed in a single coat before, standing at the tuyere on the deck, blowing a cold wind......

I see......

Did he do a bad thing when he brought him back......

Mo Junxuan felt so tired, this brother Suifeng, couldn't he explain what he told him at that time......

He sighed, raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, before he spoke again: "What about now?" You won't just let him fall unconscious, will you? ”

Cang Qing thought for a while, and instructed Mo Junxuan: "You go, get a basin of cold water, the cooler the water, the better." ”

"I'm going?" Mo Junxuan pointed to his nose, suspecting that his ears had misheard.

Cang Qing looked at Mo Junxuan expressionlessly, and said with great certainty: "Of course you go!" ”

He didn't forget that when he first came in, he saw the picture, this Shuo Wangye, and he didn't know what to do to the young master at that time!

In order to prevent this prince from having any bad thoughts, he didn't dare to leave the young master for a moment, and the matter of fetching water would of course have to be done by the prince himself.

Mo Junxuan felt that he had grown so big, and he had never been supported like this, and he was really depressed in his heart.

However, when he saw the unconscious young man lying on the bed, he couldn't help but take two deep breaths and suppressed the fire in his heart.

"Okay, I'll come when I go."

With that, he turned around and walked out of the cabin quickly.

Seeing Mo Junxuan leave, Cang Qing returned to Cen Xiyan's bedside.

He squatted down and called softly: "Young master......"

Cen Xiyan still didn't react.

Cang Qing looked at Cen Xiyan's face wet with sweat, and her heart ached.

"This time...... How can it be so serious......"

He sighed, a little at a loss, all he could do now was wait for her to wake up......

There was not much time, and Mo Junxuan came back with a basin of cold water.

"Look, is this water cold enough?" He put the basin next to the bed and asked Cangqingdao.

Cang Qing didn't speak, only reached out to test the temperature of the water, and felt that it was okay, so he nodded slightly, then got up, took a handkerchief, soaked it in cold water, and then went to wipe the sweat on Cen Xiyan's forehead.

But when the handkerchief was about to touch Cen Xiyan's face, Cangqing's movements suddenly stopped again.

He remembered that when the young master dressed as a man, he would have some dark powder on his cheeks.

Now he looked at her face carefully, and it seemed that she had only retouched the edges and corners of her face at present, and there was no dark powder on her face, but because her face was so flushed, she couldn't see too many clues.

But if you wipe the edges and corners of her face, you can see the difference at a glance!

Cang Qing naturally didn't want Mo Junxuan to see anything, so he turned his head and said coldly to Mo Junxuan: "It's still early, Wei Sangongzi, please go back to your cabin to rest!" ”

Mo Junxuan said: "With the wind like this, how can I sleep?" I'd better stay here, and if I need anything, I can still help. ”

Cang Qing stood up suddenly, stared at Mo Junxuan with cold eyes and said, "You are not allowed here, go out!" ”

"You!" Mo Junxuan's face turned green with anger!

Cang Qing said again: "I don't want to quarrel with you, please go out, don't quarrel with the young master!" ”

Mo Junxuan was angry, how could this blue be the same as the young master in his mouth, all of them were this stinky virtue!

His majesty as the third prince and His Royal Highness Prince Shuo, when did he receive such a gas!

He flicked his sleeves and walked out of the cabin in a huff.

As he walked to the door of the cabin, he couldn't help but glance back again.

As for it, I saw that Cang Qingzheng was taking a cold water handkerchief to wipe Cen Xiyan's sweat with a focused expression and careful movements.

Mo Junxuan frowned, why did he always think that this picture was weird, something was wrong......