I Became the Eye Candy: Four Bigshots Claimed to be My Dad? Chapter 125: Falling into a Coma from a Persistent High Feve

"Very well."

The Imperial Physician could tell that Dean Chen truly doted on this newly accepted young disciple.

He wrote a new prescription, increasing the dosage of the fever-reducing ingredients. A young attendant took the prescription and hurried off to brew the dicine.

"Rember, this is a strong dicine and cannot be taken all at once. Give her one dose every four hours. She should take it for two days at most. If there’s no improvent after two days, stop giving it to her."

If a high fever didn’t break after two days, it was ti to prepare for the funeral.

All the instructors at the academy knew Ye Qianning was ill with a persistent high fever, and they were all worried. The scene of her discipleship ceremony from two days ago was still fresh in their minds.

To think she would end up like this just one day later.

"Little one, it’s all my fault. Your master failed to protect you."

Dean Chen stayed by Ye Qianning’s side, tears glistening in his eyes. ’If she were to die, those with ulterior motives would finally abandon their sches.’

"Dean, the dicine is here," the young attendant said, carrying in the bowl.

Dean Chen took it and used a spoon to feed the dicine to the little girl. The child must have found it too bitter, as she kept spitting it out.

"There, there, little one. Drink it. You’ll be better once you drink it," the Dean soothed.

Seeing this, the Imperial Physician, who had been standing to the side, stepped forward. "Dean, we can’t have her spitting out the dicine. Prop the little one up and pinch her nose. I’ll administer it."

Dean Chen handed the dicine bowl to the Imperial Physician and wiped the spit-out dicine from the child’s mouth with a handkerchief. He then propped her up and, following the physician’s instructions, pinched her nose. The mont her mouth opened, the Imperial Physician poured the dicine in.

Ye Qianning wanted to gag. The foul-slling dicine shot right out of her nose. ’This is ridiculous.’

’Pinching a child’s nose to give them dicine might work, but couldn’t you pour a little less? That was more than half a bowl, and he just dumped it in the second my mouth opened, not even giving a chance to breathe.’

’I’m starting to think this Imperial Physician feels I’m not dying fast enough...’

Once the dicine was down, Ye Qianning began to tremble uncontrollably. She was burning up so badly that steam seed to rise the mont the blanket was lifted.

Dean Chen laid her back down and covered her with another blanket. She had been covered in a cold sweat just a mont ago, but now it was gone. There was no sign that she was about to perspire at all.

Without sweating, the chances of her fever breaking were slim.

Mont after mont passed, yet Ye Qianning still didn’t sweat. Instead, her trembling grew more violent. Even the Imperial Physician found such a high fever to be extrely rare.

Since the dicine only made her shiver, the only option left was to try acupuncture.

The Imperial Physician began applying needles, inserting silver needles into the Fengchi, Dazhui, Hegu, and Chize acupoints.

When Xiang Minghou arrived, he saw Ye Qianning’s face flushed as if it were on fire, her body covered in the Imperial Physician’s silver needles. His eyes instantly reddened.

"Pangtuan." He staggered for a mont before rushing to the bedside.

"General Xiang?" Dean Chen hadn’t expected Xiang Minghou to arrive so quickly. He reached out to stop him. "The Imperial Physician is performing acupuncture. General Xiang, please don’t disturb him."

"What happened? Dean, it’s only been a day! How did she get this sick?" Xiang Minghou demanded anxiously.

Dean Chen’s face was filled with guilt and apology. "General Xiang, it is all my fault. The little one suffered two major frights at Lou Mountain Academy yesterday, which is why this high fever won’t break."

"Frights? What frightened her? How was she frightened?" Xiang Minghou didn’t understand. How could Lou Mountain Academy be so terrifying?

"Yesterday, the little one went to the senior class and had a conflict with the Seventh Prince. The Seventh Prince called out his Hidden Guards, and they threw her high into the air. If Minister Qian hadn’t appeared in ti, she might have lost her life." Dean Chen sighed. "Of all the royal princes and princesses, the Seventh Prince is the most tyrannical."

Xiang Minghou’s expression turned grim, his knuckles popping as he clenched his fists. "The Seventh Prince, you say."