Seeing that he agreed, Huang Rong let out a sigh of relief. With Fu 'er by her side, he probably wouldn't have any other thoughts.
She was already seriously ill, and before this, she was barely able to stay awake. Now that this energy was gone, she felt a wave of tiredness wash over her.
"Big Wu, Little Wu, go guard the courtyard, don't let anyone disturb her." Huang Rong felt her head getting dizzy and quickly added.
"Yes, Master's wife." Wu Xiuwen and Wu Dunru bowed and slowly left.
Song Qingshu instructed Guo Fu, "Soak the handkerchief in the hot water, don't add cold water."
Guo Fu was startled, "Mother has a fever, shouldn't she put a cold handkerchief on her forehead?"
"That's just treating the symptoms, I'm going to treat the root of the problem." Song Qingshu explained.
Guo Fu nodded, not really understanding. She quickly took the handkerchief out of the hot water. It was so hot that she cried out, "Brother Song, it's so hot, won't it burn Mother?"
Song Qingshu took the handkerchief from her red hands. His martial arts were high enough, so he wasn't afraid of the heat, "Don't worry, it's just right."
"Just right?" Guo Fu clearly didn't understand.
"Miss Guo, you must be tired from all the work, rest for a while." Song Qingshu said.
"No, I'm not tired." Guo Fu shook her head. She was actually a bit tired, but with her mother's illness so serious, she couldn't sleep.
"No, you're tired." Song Qingshu's voice suddenly had a strange tone.
Guo Fu found that his eyes were as black as ink, as if they had an infinite amount of magic. Soon, her eyes also became hazy, "Yes, I do want to sleep."
Then she went to the table and sat down, lying on the table and quickly fell asleep.
Huang Rong was about to fall asleep when she suddenly felt something was wrong. She looked over and immediately cried out, "What did you do to her?"
"Nothing, I just let her sleep for a while." Song Qingshu replied.
"Soul Shifting Technique." Huang Rong was also familiar with the Nine Yin Manual, so she immediately reacted. She subconsciously grabbed the quilt and covered her chest. "What are you doing?"
Song Qingshu smiled bitterly, "Why are you so afraid, Madam? Do you think I will eat you?
Can it be? "
Huang Rong blushed. She had a sharp mind, so her mind worked much faster than ordinary people. Soon, she thought of another meaning of eating.
Song Qingshu continued, "The root of your illness is there. It will be hard to hide it during the treatment later. Guo Fu saw it from the side. Letting me treat such a hidden illness, especially when we will inevitably come into contact with each other, no matter how stupid she is, she will feel that something is wrong."
Huang Rong instantly sobered up. "You still want to get in touch?"
"Madam, don't misunderstand." Seeing her exaggerated reaction, Song Qingshu was speechless. He threw the towel in his hand over, "You apply this towel to the painful swollen area. After the blood circulates, I will help you to dredge the tendons and veins. Only then will you get twice the result with half the effort."
After a pause, he laughed, "Isn't this just contact? If Guo Fu sees you apply it there, how are you going to explain it to her?"
Huang Rong opened her mouth. She knew that what he said was not unreasonable, but she was soon shocked by the hot towel in her hand. "It's so hot, won't it … burn?"
"No," Song Qingshu replied with certainty, "Madam, have you forgotten that I have experience in this area?"
Huang Rong thought of him mentioning that he had treated other people with similar symptoms, and she could not help but snort, "Prince Qi really has a wide circle of friends."
Hearing the sarcasm in her tone, Song Qingshu could only pretend to ignore it, "You'd better hurry up and apply the hot compress. Otherwise, the effect will not be good when the towel gets cold."
Huang Rong did feel very uncomfortable. In addition, the other party had said that if she did not treat it in time, it could lead to serious consequences. She was also a little afraid, so she silently took the towel to the quilt.
But suddenly, she thought of something and hurriedly said, "Quickly turn around."
Song Qingshu did not know whether to laugh or cry, "Sister, you are in the quilt. How can I see through the thick quilt? Do you think I have X-ray vision? "
"You are so skilled in martial arts, who knows if you really can see through things." As Huang Rong said this, she could not help but laugh. She also realized that she had exaggerated. No matter how skilled one was in martial arts, could he reach the point of X-ray vision? He was probably no longer human.
Since the beginning, she had been wearing a straight face, but now she suddenly burst into a smile, like the melting of ice and snow, the blooming of a hundred flowers.
Coupled with the fact that her body heat caused both her cheeks to turn bright red, she looked really tender and beautiful at this moment.
Seeing that the other party had been staring at her, Huang Rong's heart beat wildly. She turned her head guiltily, "What are you looking at?"
Song Qingshu could not help but sigh, "Madam is really too beautiful. I really can't get tired of looking at you for a lifetime."
Huang Rong actually did not like this kind of frivolous person. For example, in the past, Ouyang Ke, in terms of handsomeness and honeyed words, was not inferior to her. But for some reason, when Ouyang Ke spoke such flowery words in front of her, she only felt that he looked repulsive. But when Song Qingshu did the same, she found it very difficult to truly hate him.
"Could it be that his tone is more sincere?" Huang Rong hastily extinguished the rising thoughts in her mind and deliberately put on a straight face, "I hope that the Prince of Qi will conduct himself with dignity. Otherwise, I will call for help. Big Wu and Little Wu will be outside."
Song Qingshu smiled faintly, no longer continuing to use such offensive words, and directly changed the topic, "Is Madam done applying it? If you don't feel hot, immediately change to another towel. "As he spoke, he wrung another towel and handed it over.
Huang Rong's red lips slightly opened, but in the end, she did not say anything. She stretched out a jade-white arm from under the quilt and took the towel from his hand.
Song Qingshu spread out his hand, "Give me the towel from before. I want to soak it in hot water again."
Huang Rong's face heated up, and she hastily said, "That … that, how can I give it to you?" What a joke! She had just applied the towel to her most private part, how could she give it to another man? Thinking of this, she suddenly realized that these towels had been given to her through the other party's hand. Wouldn't that mean that his hand had indirectly touched her …
Her heart was beating wildly, and she hastily stopped herself from letting her imagination run wild. She thought to herself, I am not an unmarried young lady, how can I be so rash?
Song Qingshu was also somewhat stunned, and he could not help but sigh, "Madam, there are no outsiders here. With the relationship between us, there is no need for you to be so restricted."
Huang Rong hastily spat, "What relationship do I have with you?" However, although she said this, her actions did not deceive one's ears while stealing a bell. Blushing, she still handed over the towel that she had previously applied.
Song Qingshu walked to the bedside and looked down at the beautiful young woman curled up under the quilt, "It should be almost done. Let's start now."
First set a small goal, such as one second.
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