Chapter 1221: Malaria recuperation

At Ilsius Mountain Castle, Ying lay in bed and rested. After one day and two nights of treatment, plus the effect of healing on both sides, his injury finally stabilized. Beside the bed, Sophia was guarding quietly. She hardly slept well in the past two nights. During this period, she had a constant fever and dreams. She was taking care of him by the side, helping him wipe the sweat from his body, and feeding him. Water, cold towels, and medicine to him are more thoughtful than professional nursing staff. Although he hurt her, she couldn't bear to see him in pain. She treats him as her favorite, and can't bear any harm to him, it's impossible.
After the cold backlash and the raging inflammation, Ying's fever finally receded. Sophia, who had been on her for so long, lost her energy and leaned on the bed and fell asleep. No one came in, no one came to bother, except for the occasional nurse pharmacist or doctor who came in for a look, no one came. All the people on Mount Ilsius were busy with the coming battle. After losing the powerful force of Celeste Shadow, they needed to make even more preparations.
Quietly in the room, except for Sofina's breathing, there were only murmurs from time to time. After a short while, Ying's body started to burn again, and the inflammation always repeated. Coupled with the chill brought by the ice-sealed wounds of the ice-like evil, frostbitten his body, causing the fever to become even more severe.
"Um..." The sleeping Sufina frowned, and when she heard the vague muttering of'Bing Zhixie', she quickly woke up: "What's the matter?" She touched Ying Ying's forehead with her hand, only feeling hot: "Why the fever is so bad!" She hurriedly called the doctor, and personally prepared anti-inflammatory and anti-fever medicine and cold towels for him.
After reading it, the doctor said: "It's just that the inflammation recurs, so be careful and just lower the fever. He is in good health and there will be no major problems."
He took apart the gauze, applied anti-inflammatory drugs, and fed him the oral medicine and anti-fever medicine. Wrapped his wound again, and took a wet towel to put it on his chest and forehead, hoping that his fever would go down as soon as possible.
In the vague consciousness, Ying wanted to open his eyes, but the feces formed on his eyelashes made him unable to open his eyes completely. He just shouted in a low voice: "Water...I want to drink water."
"You're awake." Although Sufina's eyes were flushed, she was pleasantly surprised to see him wake up: "Wait a moment, I'll bring water over."
There was a water bottle and a water cup in the room. Sofina raised his head and slowly fed the water into his mouth.
After a few sips of a glass of water, Ying pursed her mouth, and the skin on her lips was already dry and cracked. He murmured, "Linda... Linda, I still want to drink water, and..."
Su Feina actually twitched when she heard the name, looked at'Bing Zhixie', and said in her heart: "Why, why? Why do I hear him call his wife's name, I would be like that..." "She thought Along the way, Judy’s jokes were just to make fun of her: "Is it true..." She didn’t dare to think further down. A woman in her late thirties, a teenager of sixteen, such feelings, It is absolutely not allowed~!
Although Su Feina didn't want to think about it, she couldn't conceal the loneliness and sadness that she had shed for a while. She knew that this was what the ‘ice child’s spirit’ said deliberately, but because of this, her heart was even more sad and depressed. She poured another glass of water and fed it to ‘Bing Chixie’, and then gently put his head on the pillow until he was satisfied with the drink.
Ying felt much more comfortable, but his head was still groggy. He kept talking hot and babbling, and his whole body was completely red from the high fever.
Su Feina served on the side, fanning him without any regrets, changing the towels for him, even if she could fall asleep now, she would have to wait for his fever to subside.
"...I'm hot, I'm hot. Sofina... Sofina..."
When Sufina heard his call, her heart was shocked: "He... is he calling me? He is calling me. He really didn't forget me..." For some reason, Sophia couldn't help herself. Tears welled up, maybe it was because the torture room was hurt too deeply that time. She leaned on the bed and called, "I'm here, just tell me what you want."
Ying Dizzy shook her head from time to time, her expression very painful, "I'm so hot, Sophie, I'm hot, I'm cold, so cold..."
"Cold?" Su Feina touched her hand, and Ying was really cold. Goodbye, he was already shivering with the cold, and his body got goose bumps. "Suddenly hot and cold, this is malaria, I will call the doctor again." She quickly took off the cold towel, covered him with the quilt, and went out to call the doctor.
The doctor gave Ying an injection and said, "This is a special medicine for malaria. His symptoms of hot and cold will disappear within half an hour. If it doesn't improve, come and call me."
Sufina sent the doctor away to guard the shadow, but the shadow still shivered, her face turned purple. Sophia looked worried, and wanted to find the quilt again, but she was caught by the shadow when she just got up.
"I...I'm cold, holding me, I'm so cold..." Ying grasped her hand, her muddy eyes could only see a fuzzy figure in front of her.
Sophia trembled in her heart: "I..."
"Hug me, okay? Hold me... Sofina..." Ying said intermittently, but she deeply moved Sofina's heart.
"Okay, I will hold you, so it won’t be cold if I hold you." Sufina climbed onto the bed, shrank into the quilt, leaned against the guardrail on the bed, held him in her arms, and tightened her body temperature. Close to his trembling body. This is not the first time, but this time it hurts her even more.
Ying shivered and went to sleep in a daze. In his half-dream and half-awake sleep, he only felt that the pillow was soft and warm, and he kept clinging to it and relying on it.
When Sufina woke up, Ying was still in the chaotic state of half-dream and half-awake, and her internal organs were rushed by the domineering, and she suffered huge injuries. I am afraid it will still be like this within a few days. She carefully held up Ying. She was hungry and wanted to get something to eat, but as soon as she moved, Ying was awakened. She held her hands tightly, and kept shrinking into her arms, saying confused words. Like that time.
Sophia didn't dare to move anymore, so she held him gently, let him leaning against him, watching his gradually falling asleep expression, she couldn't help showing a bitter smile: "What the am I from you? It's you Who is that? Oh, maybe I don’t know it myself. Forget it, as I said before, you are a younger brother, my younger brother, let my sister protect you like this, whether you really think of me as an'elder sister' , It's up to you..."
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Bell Mountain City, fortress! It is absolutely safe here, at least for now.
Green Lion Nujia has just been discharged from the hospital. His injury has not healed, but a walk is okay. Moreover, with the physique of a sealed knight, any injury can heal faster than others.
It was his friend Bimon who accompanied Nuga to be discharged from the hospital. In the battle against Ruhr, he suffered the least injuries. In addition to the physique of the Lord of War, he suffered a little trauma. In fact, Artimite's injuries were not serious, but his old injuries were not healed, and he went to war with his injuries, so he received treatment for a longer period of time. It's just that he and Vedemira are currently the highest officials in Bell Hill, and Vedemira doesn't know if it is really too serious to work, or she wants to be lazy. Anyway, the current overall situation is still presided over by Artemite.
After eating in the restaurant and walking on the road, Nujia finally couldn't help but curiously asked: "Beimeng, why did you not use totem power to fight against him that day when you went to war? Can't you bear to attack him?"
Beamon walked forward and said faintly: "He is my senior, and the general marshal of the Moyue Empire. I respect him. But we are hostile to each other. How can I be intolerable to the enemy on the battlefield?"
"Then why don't you use your full strength? It wasn't until the end..."
Beamon interrupted him and said, "I don’t use my full strength to keep the cards. I know Ruhr well. He has a better mind than me. If I expose my abilities prematurely, I will defeat him when I play against him in the future. Just one point less chance of winning."
"You still want to keep your strength in that situation!" Nu Jia was really surprised.
"That's right." Beamon said: "In that case, I can win with six battles and one. If I can win, I can win without the power of totem. The advantage is not his super strength, but his shield. If I can’t break his shield, I won’t use my full strength, even if I use it, I’ll be intimidated. In fact, the final result proves this. The biggest advantage against Ruhr in this battle is Celeste’s shadow ability, which is why we were able to severely wound Ruhr and achieve such a result. However, Ruhr’s strength and what he retained exceeded us. He expected that at such a critical moment, he could still recover his strength quickly. Even if I fight him with all my strength, there is no time to continue the fight."
"That's true. We didn't have much time for this battle. It's a pity that although this battle strategy was very successful, it failed in the end, and it also killed the marksman Pando. But it was also our underestimation, and we didn't expect it. The shadow ability of Celeste can restrain the secret language and glory on the golden shield of the holy eye." Nujia stopped and said: "It's better to tell Artimite to fight again when the meeting is held. Prepare to use it carefully. If Celeste’s shadow is dedicated to dealing with Ruhr, it will surely be successful."
Beamon shook his head: "This kind of tactic is indispensable. This time Ruhr was so arrogant and self-confident that he was too arrogant and self-confident that he had a flaw in the layout of his troops but he didn't notice it. But after this time, he won't commit a crime. The same mistake. Besides, he already understands that Bing Zhixie's shadow invalidates his glory. He will not fail to be prepared. When the time comes to fight again, the situation of wanting to face him alone will not happen."
"That's right." Nu Jia sighed: "Sure enough, once the opportunity is missed, there will be no more. Alas~!"
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