Zhou Qi is in a very bad condition.

Under the mask, his lips were chapped and white, and half of his face was burning red.

Zhao Jiatong moved her to the bench, wrapped in several layers of clothes and blankets, and covered them tightly.

Zhao Jiatong came in and touched her forehead and said, "Hey, it's burning hot."

Of course, if you are not easy to touch the older men, you will not need to touch it. You will know that you are burning hard at a glance.

"What's going on?" Gao Qi asked.

Zhao Jiatong replied: "I didn't know, I was just wondering. She was fine in the first half of the night. Although she was a little wilted, there was no problem with chatting and talking. I didn't hear her sneezing and coughing, nor did I hear her say it was too hot and cold. I fell asleep before me. I was afraid that the wind would get stronger at night, so I especially avoided the balcony Zhengfengkou."

"How come it turned out like this? When did it happen?"

"Just just now."

Zhao Jiatong said: "She was uncomfortable, so she curled up and leaned over. I was sleeping heavily, but after having a nightmare, I was burned by her and woke up. I opened my eyes and said that's what she was like."

She looked at Zhou Qi's sleepy appearance and worriedly said, "I'll have a fever when I say I have a fever. It's during the exam period again, so I'm worried about whether it's the exam content."

"What are you taking? Who is burning the temperature higher?" Gao Qi murmured.

"Don't interrupt the system, although the system is getting more and more..." Zhao Jiatong was more and more tactful and did not say anything straightforward. She expressed it with her body and continued: "But the basic rules are abiding by it. Everyone is fine, only Xiao Zhou has a fever, she must have triggered something. I'm afraid of this."

Qin Jue walked around the house and confirmed one by one: "The bed did not move?"

Zhao Jiatong shook her head: "No, she is more sensitive than me."

"Have the decorations in the house changed?"

“No, either.”

"Mask, dress?"

"I haven't taken it or taken it."

"Have you ever gone out alone at night?"

Zhao Jiatong hesitated for a moment: "I don't know this, but there shouldn't be anyone with--"

Like you?

She cleared her throat and swallowed the second half in time: "——She is not very brave, but she is definitely not very good. Even if she wants to go to the bathroom at night, she should wake me up and go together."

"Then there is only a dinner party," said Qin Jue.

The others are very consistent, the only difference is that Zhou Qi doesn't eat anything.

Gao Qi suddenly said: "Will this be the case--"

"The title says that we cannot violate the Duke's request. The sick Duke asked us to enjoy dinner, but Xiao Zhou did not touch it, so this is what is called punishment?"

You "Huo" decisively denied: "No."

"Why?"

"She has dipped it in wine, and she can drink a drop of it." You "she said, "The other topic is about the whole group of punishments, I don't have a fever."

Too.

Gao Qi nodded: "This is a bit puzzling."

If they can't find the source, it will be difficult for them to make Zhou Qi better.

There was clear water in the corner of the room. Zhao Jiatong soaked the cloth towel and tucked it on Zhou Qi's forehead. She hoped that it would help her cool down a little, and at least wake up first.

But Zhou Qi was like a dumbfounded person. Whether he called her or photographed her, he had no intention of opening his eyes...

Humph not even.

While talking, a sound came from the balcony.

Several people turned around and looked.

The person who came was Yang Shu.

Everyone was stunned: "Why did you come?"

"What else can I do when I turn over the balcony?" Yang Shu said, holding the huge skirt in his hand.

She took off her straps and tied her skirt with impatient look on her face, revealing her two long straight legs

……barefoot.

She probably threw her high heels into the room.

The three men and gentlemen turned their faces politely again.

Who knew that Miss Yang said: "What are you going on? I have never seen anyone wearing short skirts on the street?"

“…”

The three men had no words to refute and turned back.

Gao Qi and Zhao Jiatong secretly exchanged glances, glanced at Zhou Qi, and then glanced at Yang Shu.

I thought it was all the *blocked keywords* that were forced by the system, why is there such a big difference???

Yang Shu muttered, "The torn skirt is really inefficient", while pulling out a simple bag from the layers of hem.

Not to mention a few big men, Zhao Jiatong was stunned: "...Where did you take it out?"

"There are three layers of this skirt and support. Try stuffing things into the pleats of the second layer of the skirt, so you can't fall off for a day."

When Yang Shu talks, he always raises his chin slightly, making him look arrogant and difficult to get along with.

She took out a small box from her bag, and it was actually a scattered "medicine" tablet.

"How do you know she is sick?" Zhao Jiatong was stunned.

Yang Shu said: "I don't know, but I heard you say next door that she is not good. I'll see why it's not good."

“…”

Gao Qi said in confusion: "Then where did you get the medicine?"

Yang Shu was even more confused than him: "It's strange to carry medicine with you?"

Gao Qi shut up.

Yang Shu walked to Zhou Qi and started his hand without hesitation.

She rolled Zhou Qi's eyelids, pinched the other person's mouth and forced her to open her mouth, looked at Guang, and finally pressed her neck.

The movements are straightforward and not gentle.

You "Huo" will say, "Are you a doctor?"

Yang Shu said: "It doesn't count."

She said that she didn't count, but she let her hands go away and said to everyone without looking back: "Eight out of ten; nine, I'm scared, I don't know what I'm scared. The current situation is OK, it's quite peaceful, but the body temperature is a little higher, is there water?"

Zhao Jiatong handed the basin forward.

Yang Shu: "...I drink not the water for washing rags."

Zhao Jiatong shook her head, for fear that the lady would say, "Then drink a rag," and immediately said, "Do you take 'medicine'? It's okay to choke. The army has learned a trick from others before, so it can help her choke."

Yang Shu held her arms and looked at her with little confidence.

Until Zhou Qi really swallowed the medicine, Yang Shu looked at Zhao Jiatong with a scrutiny: "Your army?"

"Yes, it doesn't look like it?" Zhao Jiatong smiled bitterly and said, "I have been a little lazy in the past two years."

Yang Shu curled his lips, but didn't relieve him.

She swept her fingers over the people in the room, stroking the 'huo', and commented: "You should be from the army."

He pointed at Qin Jue again: "You should be, too."

Finally moved to Gao Qi: "You must not."

Gao Qi: "..."

The middle-aged man almost vomited a mouthful of blood.

Ms. Yang calmly analyzed: "You are in a far worse state, but it is not ruled out that you are pretending to be cowardly."

Gao Qi nodded, nor did he shake his head.

"You said you are not a doctor? What does it mean?"

Everyone was also a little curious about this girl.

"If you learn this, you can't explain the specific categories clearly to you." Yang Shu said.

"Oh... I thought you were from the health center of the army." Gao Qi murmured, "The little girl is quite accurate in her eyes."

Yang Shu frowned, obviously not like the title "little girl".

"There was a project that had dealt with the troops before." She explained briefly and turned around and obviously was too lazy to talk more.

Zhou Qi was suddenly ill and the reason was unknown. It was not appropriate to make trouble at this critical moment. You "Huo" and Qin Jue pushed the plan a little further.
To be continued...