The Villainous Classmate is my Lucky Star - Chapter 117

Wen Yantong touched his hands twice, only to feel that Mu Yang’s skin was astonishingly hot, and he could feel the heat emitted by him before he even touched it.

She sighed, “When will you be smarter?”

Mu Yang wiped his face with the brocade cloth soaked in ice water, “What do you see?”

Wen Yantong said, “I don’t know, is it possible to cover the prickly heat?”

Mu Yang said, “I feel my head is stunned, is it stunned?”

Wen Yantong said, “It is possible, you lie down first, I will bring you some mung bean tea.”

Because the weather is too hot, there is always iced mung bean tea in the house to relieve the heat.

She let Mu Yang lie on the soft couch and went out under the sun. As soon as he stepped out, the heat wave in the air rushed toward his face, and the burning Wen Yantong couldn’t help closing his eyes.

There was also the small bench where Mu Yang had just sat on by the door, and it was hard to imagine how he persisted in this scorching heat.

Sometimes Mu Yang’s perseverance can be amazing.

Wen Yantong walked quickly to the dining room under the heat, and returned with the mung bean tea in the iced bucket. When he returned to the room, he found that Mu Yang had closed his eyes and seemed to be asleep.

She walked over and shook Mu Yang. Only Mu Yang opened her eyes laboriously, his face a little bit painful, “My chest is so tight that I can’t breathe.”

Wen Yantong hurriedly poured green bean tea for him, “You must be in the middle of it, drink this thing first, and I will ask someone to grab some medicine for you.”

Mu Yang said, “It’s okay, I just need to sleep.”

Wen Yantong said, “That can’t be done.”

Mu Yang was so thirsty that he drank the mung bean tea and drank it thoroughly. Hearing Yantong, he added a bowl to him and immediately turned and went out to find a doctor.

Heatstroke is not a serious illness, but you can’t just let it go.

Earlier, I heard Chi Jingxi’s description that Wen Yantong felt that Mu Yang was dissatisfied with Yibei. Although there was no major problem on the surface, once he got sick, it was more serious than usual.

Wen Yantong asked someone to catch the medicine for heatstroke and let people boil it.

Mu Yang had fallen asleep on the couch, his face flushed abnormally.

Wen Yantong touched his forehead, feeling that it was still a bit hot, so he kept soaking the brocade cloth in ice water, wiping Mu Yang’s face and hands, and physically cooling down.

After the medicine was cooked, Wen Yantong called him up to drink the medicine.

Mu Yang’s whole body seemed to be wilted, and he drooped his head when he sat up, completely different from his usual lively appearance.

Holding the medicine bowl, he frowned suddenly, making a strange noise in his throat.

“What’s wrong with you?” Wen Yantong was startled and asked hurriedly.

“I feel nauseous.” Mu Yang said.

“This is Zhongshu’s disease. You should drink the medicine soon. After a good night’s sleep, you will be cured after you wake up.” Wen Yantong patted Muyang’s back like a child coaxing, “Drink with one breath. It’s over.”

Mu Yang curled his eyebrows, paused for a moment, drew the bowl abruptly, drank the medicine clean in one breath, and took a lot of effort before swallowing it.

He put the medicine bowl on the table, got up and walked out.

But Wen Yantong saw that his footsteps were weak and his walk was swaying, so he stepped forward and held it, “What are you going to do?”

“I want to go back to sleep.” Mu Yang shook his head, “I can’t sleep with you.”

Wen Yantong was not relieved, so she called the guard to help her, followed by herself, and sent Mu Yang back before she left.

In order to find medicine for Mu Yang, she was busy with sticky sweat on her body. After she was free for a while, she took a bath comfortably and refused to go anywhere in the room. .

When the enemy came to attack the city, there were almost no people on the streets of Yibei City, not to mention that the weather was so hot that no one wanted to go out and jump around.

Chi Jingxi and Fu Zixian fought against the wall.

They have dealt with this situation several times, and it is not always the case that it is a siege. However, it was the enemy who came to make trouble and made two ruthless words. Even if the city gate was opened wide, the enemy would not dare to break in.

It’s not only military strength but also scheming to go to war. Now it is the time for the two sides to test each other.

Chi Jingxi led the enemy to retreat more than ten kilometers away from the city. The army was afraid that the enemy would return and set up camp there.

So Chi Jingxi could only come back once every two days. Every time he came back, he changed clothes in a hurry, and would return to the camp after a rest less than two or three hours.

So Chi Jingxi learned about Mu Yang Zhongshu’s news two days later.

He went to see in Mu Yang’s room, when Mu Yang was eating, his brows and eyes were full of listlessness.

Chi Jingxi didn’t say anything, but told him to take medicine on time, take a good rest, and stop running around.

Mu Yang was sick with weak hands and feet, chest tightness and nausea, naturally tasted the pain of illness, and honestly responded.

After recuperating for a few days, Mu Yang regained some energy and came to Wen Yantong to speak back.

Although his complexion has improved a lot, and the symptoms of heat stroke have disappeared, Wen Yantong always felt that he was lack of energy and energy. At the time, he thought that the illness was like a thread, and it should be because of the illness.

I don’t know that Mu Yang’s disease is not as simple as Zhongshu.

After the enemy retreated, the people in Yibei City were in high spirits, as if they had won a battle, and the streets became lively again.

Wen Yantong saw that Mu Yang’s complexion hadn’t improved recently, so he thought about going to the street to buy some vegetables to cook for Mu Yang personally.

Mu Yang was worried that she would go out alone, and she would follow whatever she said, so the two of them left the house together.

First, I went to the street and bought some local specialties in Yibei. Local women like to string bracelets on their wrists and ankles. Some are solid-colored agate stones, while others are like glaze. They are thin and light, and they make noise when they collide with each other.

Mu Yang asked Wen Yantong to pick a few too, but Wen Yantong thought about it, but still didn’t want it.

The girls in Yibei like to wear these things on their ankles because their dresses and trousers are all exposed, so their skin is mostly dark. But the girls from Chaoge Chang’an wore dresses that were long enough to cover their shoes, and these bracelets were of no use.

Wen Yantong took Mu Yang to the same place as the vegetable market, and picked some vegetables by himself, but when he was picking it, Mu Yang suddenly said that he had something to leave.

When Wen Yantong asked what was going on, Mu Yang was a little vague, saying that it was a man’s business, so she wouldn’t let her ask more.

She had no choice but to let Mu Yang leave first and pick her own food.

The two agreed to wait in the open space next to the vegetable market. Wen Yantong took the guards and stood in the open space, waiting for Mu Yang to return.

But before Mu Yang hadn’t waited, there was a restless noise from the street.

Wen Yantong walked over and saw an older woman and a young girl sitting on their knees in front of a medical clinic and crying bitterly. The woman shouted, “Kill a quack, give back my son!”

The young girl also cried, “This quack doctor loses his conscience! You have to pay for my brother’s death!”

Wen Yantong saw a stretcher beside them, as if someone was lying on it, covered by a pale white cloth.

When the people in the medical hall heard the movement, they ran out to see. The doctor was an older man. He glanced at the two sitting on the ground and said anxiously, “Oh, two! You can’t talk nonsense! I have nothing wrong with you. No enmity, why do you blame me?”

The girl cried and yelled, “My brother came to you to see a doctor. He went back and took a few patches and it didn’t help. This morning he had chest tightness and shortness of breath. You couldn’t breathe to death. You said you are not a quack!”

The doctor yelled, “Where do I start with this! I said when I prescribed the medicine to your brother, this medicine may not work, tell him to find another good doctor as soon as possible! How can I spill this sewage on me? “

“The medicine you prescribed killed my brother!” the girl shouted.

The woman cried, “At first, only the erythema on my son was the only thing that caused the erythema to spread after drinking your medicine!”

As she spoke, she uncovered the white cloth at once, and the appearance of the corpse appeared in everyone’s eyes!

Wen Yantong immediately tightened his eyebrows, and saw that the exposed skin of the corpse was covered with large erythema, densely packed, almost staining the skin red.

But what made Wen Yantong’s heart stunned was that this erythema was exactly the same as the one on the back of Mu Yang’s neck!

Everyone clamored and talked.

Upon seeing this, the doctor took a breath and left, dispelled everyone in the hospital, and closed the door.

Wen Yantong hurriedly withdrew from the crowd and ordered the guards to search for Mu Yang.

The guard brought Wen Yantong to the hospital two blocks away and said that Mu Yang was in it.

Wen Yantong felt more and more uncomfortable. It must be that Mu Yang’s condition had worsened, so he came to the hospital secretly.

She hurriedly brought people in, but found that there was not only Mu Yang in the hospital, but also Qing Yi who hadn’t seen him for many days.

At that time, when he first entered Yibei, Qingyi was thrown into prison by Mu Yang ordering people to make trouble on the street. However, Qingyi’s father was the lord of Yibei City, so naturally no one dared to lock it, so he was released long ago.

At this moment, Qing Yi sat proudly, with his chin raised, looking at Mu Yang with some contempt, and smiled contemptuously, “Mother Mu, I’m afraid you didn’t bring us Yibei from Chaoge for this illness, right? “

Mu Yang was so angry that he slapped the table, “You **** fart, how long has it been since I came to Yibei? Obviously, I got it in Yibei!”

Qing Yi sneered, “You deserve it. Who told you to be a master in Yibei? Our land **** in Yibei couldn’t pass it, so we punished you.”

“Nonsense!” Wen Yantong couldn’t help but jumped out and said angrily, “I think you really owe some upbringing. If your parents didn’t teach you, I wouldn’t mind being your temporary mother.”

Seeing that it was her, Qing Yi was so angry that her nose was crooked, “Why are you again? You came from Chaoge!”

“Fuck you!” Wen Yantong took a sip, “Take care of your mouth, now you know who is the most powerful person in Yibei City!”

Qing Yi’s face turned red and white, remembering his father’s previous instructions and scolding, and clenched his fists.

Wen Yantong gave Qing Yi a stern look and shouted at Mu Yang, “Go, let’s go home.”

Mu Yang did not expect Wen Yantong to appear suddenly, touched his nose with some guilty conscience, and walked outside without saying a word.

Qing Yi yelled unwillingly from behind, “Mu Yang, you are dead, and the erythema will spread all over your body in a few days. No medicine can save you!”

Mu Yang naturally couldn’t bear such curses. He turned around and wanted to ridicule, but Wen Yantong grabbed his arm and led out of the hospital.

Wen Yantong didn’t say a word, he led the people back to the house, pulled Mu Yang into the room, and raised his sleeves regardless of Mu Yang’s resistance.

The eyes were all red with thorns, and Mu Yang’s original white arm was covered with red spots at some unknown time.

Mu Yang himself was shocked, “When I went out in the morning, there weren’t that many…”

Wen Yantong’s heart sank suddenly.