GTB Chapter 247

Chapter 249: Feeding Medicine

Chapter 249: Feeding Medicine

After Jiang Jiuchu finished instructing, Lu Luo brought over a basin of cold water and placed it on a low stool nearby.

She wrung out the wet towel, frowning as she looked at Shí Yan’s high and swollen forehead, cautiously reaching out to wipe it.

Noticing Shí Yan’s brows furrowing slightly as she wiped, she couldn’t help but lighten the pressure of her hand.

After wiping it clean, she opened the ointment given by the estate physician, hooked a bit of ointment with her fingertip, and smeared it onto Shí Yan’s red and swollen forehead.

Seeing Jiang Jiuchu apply the ointment, Mu Qing’s eyes darted around, and she immediately said,

“Miss, the doctor said to apply a cold compress to the forehead, but His Majesty’s forehead is swollen like this, and it’s already been treated with medicine. Can this wet towel be kept on it all the time?”

“Then apply it to half of it.” Jiang Jiuchu re-wetted the towel, wrung it out, and covered the right side of his forehead.

To avoid the red and swollen area, Jiang Jiuchu placed half of the towel on his head and the other half on his forehead.

Seeing this, Mu Qing had no choice but to purse her lips and remain silent.

The corner of Shí Yan’s mouth twitched almost imperceptibly. *Didn’t he exert his internal energy enough, wasn’t his complexion red enough? Why was she so casual? Didn’t she hear the doctor say to wipe his body?*

He felt fortunate that he wasn’t really running a high fever; otherwise, letting this woman take care of him would turn him into an idiot.

*Oh well, never mind. There’s still medicine to be taken. He’d like to see how she’s going to feed it to him later. Anyway, he definitely wouldn’t drink from a spoon or anything like that.*

Looking at Shí Yan’s flushed cheeks, Jiang Jiuchu felt a little anxious. She reached out to touch the wet towel on Shí Yan’s forehead, and feeling that it was a bit warm, she took it down and re-soaked it in cold water before applying it again.

Feeling that it wasn’t enough, she asked Lu Luo to bring two more towels, wetted them, and placed one on Shí Yan’s neck and the other on his wrist.

Having an ice-cold towel placed on his neck, Shí Yan felt that he could endure the cold, but the dampness on his neck was really uncomfortable.

*This woman didn’t follow the doctor’s orders to wipe his body, and even created her own throat compress…*

Just as he was struggling, wondering if he should pretend to be uncomfortable and take the towel off his neck, so as not to arouse suspicion, Lu Luo spoke up:

“Miss, will this towel on the neck affect breathing?”

“Will it?” Jiang Jiuchu felt that when she was hot, her neck felt the hottest.

She thought about it, worried that putting it on his neck would indeed be uncomfortable, and finally took it off.

Shí Yan felt a sense of relief, finally feeling that his breathing was smoother.

Half an hour later, Luyi finally came in with the brewed medicine.

Jiang Jiuchu looked at Shí Yan’s tightly pursed thin lips, raised Shí Yan’s pillow, pried open Shí Yan’s lips, and picked up a porcelain spoon to feed him the medicine.

But even though she fed him carefully little by little, the medicine still flowed from the corners of Shí Yan’s mouth.

She quickly wiped it off with a wet towel, then tried to pinch open Shí Yan’s teeth with her fingers.

Perhaps Jiang Jiuchu’s strength was too great, and Shí Yan frowned slightly, turning his head.

Seeing this, Jiang Jiuchu quickly said to Shí Yan, “Open your mouth and drink the medicine.”

Seeing this, Mu Qing thought for a moment and said, “Miss, His Majesty is burning up like this, how can he still hear you? Besides, His Majesty hasn’t been sleeping much lately, so he must be sleeping very deeply since he’s sick.”

“Serves him right for not sleeping,” Jiang Jiuchu said, glancing at the faint dark circles under Shí Yan’s eyes, and asked helplessly:

“Then how are we going to get this medicine in? If we feed it like this, half of it will spill, and the dosage won’t be enough.”

As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly thought of a way, turned her head and said to Mu Qing, “Go to the courtyard and pick a few crabapple leaves.”

“Oh, okay.” Mu Qing was about to suggest mouth-to-mouth feeding, but heard her miss ask her to pick leaves, and although she didn’t understand, she quickly brought the leaves back.

Jiang Jiuchu rolled the leaves into a tube shape, then trimmed the ends with scissors, intending to suck the medicine into the tube and blow it into Shí Yan’s mouth.

Seeing this, the people around were dumbfounded. Medicine can be fed like this?

Well! They had to admire their miss.

Jiang Jiuchu fed him a few times, feeling that the effect was good, and not a drop was leaking out. Just as she was about to continue feeding him, she saw the maids around her staring straight at her.

Her face flushed red. Although it wasn’t mouth-to-mouth, this method of feeding medicine was still a bit too intimate.

“Well…if there’s nothing else, you can go down.”

“Yes.” The maids exchanged glances, feeling that they really couldn’t help much here.

Mu Qing thought for a moment and said to Jiang Jiuchu, “Miss, this servant will guard outside the door. If His Majesty still has a high fever after taking the medicine, this servant will bring you warm water.”

“Okay.” Jiang Jiuchu nodded, thinking that after all, he was her former master, and she was still a bit concerned.

However, she then heard Lu Luo say, “Yes, miss, you must pay attention. You must not let His Majesty burn into an idiot.”

Hearing this, Jiang Jiuchu looked at Shí Yan, whose face was flushed red on the bed, and was really worried that he would be burnt out.

She looked at Mu Qing and asked, “Can you send him back to the palace to find the imperial physician?”

Mu Qing shook her head, “Miss, His Majesty is unconscious, and this servant is not Mu Feng. I’m afraid it won’t be easy to enter the palace at night. Besides, the night wind is cold. Will it make His Majesty’s condition worse?”

Lu Luo felt that her words might have scared her miss, and quickly comforted her:

“Miss, finding an imperial physician is probably the same method. You don’t need to worry too much. This servant remembers that when you had a fever one night at the Seventh Prince’s residence, the estate physician also instructed this way. At that time, His Majesty took you to soak in a bath, and your fever went down.”

Hearing this, Jiang Jiuchu also remembered that time, and immediately ordered the others, “Then you go and prepare a tub of warm water now.”

Hearing Jiang Jiuchu’s instructions, the corner of Shí Yan’s mouth twitched slightly.

However, he really admired this woman’s brain, being able to think of rolling leaves into a tube to suck and feed him.

The problem was that he could only cooperate, because if he didn’t drink it like this, it would be too unreasonable.

He didn’t know if this woman disliked him, or if she disliked the medicine being bitter.

Every time it was just such a small amount, which meant that she was only sucking the medicine into the tube and not putting it in her mouth.

But he was also afraid of bitterness. This was the first time he had ever drank medicine so slowly.

After Jiang Jiuchu finished her instructions, she turned back to continue feeding the medicine, but the only thing was that this method was good, but she couldn’t suck much into the leaf tube at once. Back and forth, her mouth was sore, and the medicine was almost cold, and only half of the bowl of soup had been finished.

Jiang Jiuchu hardened her heart, frowned, drank a mouthful of bitter medicine, and directly covered Shí Yan’s lips.

Shí Yan’s eyelashes trembled, as if he didn’t expect the leaves to suddenly turn into soft lips.

His throat rolled secretly, and the hands on both sides clenched and loosened, loosened and clenched, trying to restrain the urge to hug her.

Although this way of feeding was bitter, it was very fast.

After Jiang Jiuchu fed him two mouthfuls, she drank the last bit of medicine into her mouth, quickly put down the medicine bowl with a frown, and immediately covered Shí Yan’s lips. She couldn’t bear the bitter medicine staying in her mouth for a moment.