Heaven-Sent Farm Girl Builds Her Fortune And Captures His Heart Chapter 810 - 807: Sick Again (2)

"The Young Madam’s reaction, could it be..."

Though Xuan Ying hadn’t studied dicine, he had seen many such cases, and he suspected that Shen Qinglan’s reaction might indicate pregnancy.

However, Duan Yunfei firmly shook his head, "No."

He could still perform a simple pulse check, and Shen Qinglan’s pulse was definitely not a pregnancy pulse. It was precisely for this reason that he was so anxious.

Le Zhao looked at Shen Qinglan, who had her eyes tightly shut and face ashen, and his expression also turned solemn.

Initially, they had two carriages, but sohow they ended up back in one.

"Young Master, you should rest first. With him and here, nothing will happen to the Young Madam!"

She seed well enough on the first day aboard the ship, but by the second day, her face had paled, and by the ti they disembarked on the third day, she was terrifyingly pale.

If not for her breathing, they might have suspected she was a corpse.

Duan Yunfei shook his head, "She must have been too exhausted lately and caught a cold."

The heat emanating from Shen Qinglan’s forehead was like a fla burning into Duan Yunfei’s heart, causing a piercing pain, yet he felt helpless.

Seeing that they couldn’t persuade him, Le Zhao and Xuan Ying left, returning to the other carriage.

Duan Yunfei held Shen Qinglan’s hand in one hand and gently stroked her forehead with the other, speaking hoarsely, "Just hold on a bit longer, we’ll be in town soon!"

By the ti they returned to Jinxi Town, it was the ti of the ox. Le Zhao and Xuan Ying instructed Duan Yunfei to take Shen Qinglan directly to the Duan Mansion, while they headed straight to Huichun Hall and roused Doctor Chen, who had been in the midst of a nap.

Upon hearing that his cousin was ill, Doctor Chen didn’t even bother to change his shoes, which were on the wrong feet, and hurried off with them to the Duan Mansion.

After checking her pulse, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"How is she?" Duan Yunfei asked hoarsely.

Doctor Chen wiped the cold sweat from his brow and, after taking a deep breath, said, "Fortunately, the young lady’s constitution is much stronger than most people; otherwise, a fever like this could be life-threatening."

Duan Yunfei, hearing this, was filled with guilt, looking at the person with eyes still closed, eyes full of pity, and said, "It was my negligence in caring for her that made her ill!"

"Young Master Duan, don’t worry!" Doctor Chen said, "I’ll go back and prescribe so dicine for Miss Shen to take; with it, she should awaken by morning."

"As long as she wakes up!" Le Zhao said, looking at Duan Yunfei, "You stay here with Miss Shen. I’ll go with Doctor Chen to get the dicine."

Seeing him sitting there with his head down, eyes fixed on the person on the bed, neither nodding nor responding, it was unclear if he registered their words.

Le Zhao sighed softly and left the room with Doctor Chen.

Fearing Duan Yunfei might fall ill too, Xuan Ying specifically asked Tang Su to make so congee and bring it to him. Yet when Le Zhao returned with the dicine, having finished brewing it, the congee bowl was still full, not a spoon moved.

Xuan Ying, carrying the congee out, couldn’t help but frown and sigh lightly, silently praying for Shen Qinglan to awaken soon.

He had gone without tea or water for three days, and although Duan Yunfei’s constitution was strong, he wasn’t invincible. Without proper rest and nutrition, he feared that Shen Qinglan wouldn’t recover before he collapsed.

After administering the dicine to Shen Qinglan, Le Zhao quietly persuaded him for a long ti, finally conveying that without proper rest, he wouldn’t be able to care for Shen Qinglan. This prompted Duan Yunfei to quietly instruct Xuan Ying to bring the congee back in.

The other three in the manor unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this. Xuan Ying, after reheating the congee, diligently brought it to him, personally ensuring he finished the bowl before leaving the room comforted.