"Your fever is caused by nightmares. Although I have read medical books that acupuncture can help reduce your fever, I have never done it." Zhong Yue has read a lot of medical knowledge, but those are all theory and she has never really treated anyone.
"It's okay, I believe you, but forget about the acupuncture, I'm afraid of the pain." Lin Weiler shook her head, her eyes were filled with tears because of grievance, which made Zhong Yue feel sorry for her. Who could withstand such a sickly little look?
"Then I'll write a prescription and ask Coral to get the medicine." She could even write a prescription for reducing fever.
"Hmm!" She hummed softly, her hand under the quilt tightly grasping the jade pendant, as if only in this way could she feel safe. Zhong Yue went out to ask Coral to get some medicine, and when she came back she put an ice towel on her forehead. Lin Weiler felt groggy, but she didn't want to sleep. She wanted to wait for Victorg to come.
It was an hour later when Victor Murong arrived at the Lin residence. When he heard that Wei'er had a nightmare, he immediately rode his horse over. He galloped all the way, his body covered with morning dew. He suddenly opened the door and called out, "Wei'er."
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