The villain powerful minister pitted his tech house

Chapter 645
"I'm feeling unwell. Shushu, let the imperial doctor come, stay away from me." Fu Xuan frowned, and his lips were slightly pale.

Song Shushu took out the thermometer, and the body temperature was 35 degrees.

low-grade fever.

Song Shushu was taken aback when he saw the number.It is self-evident what a low-grade fever means at this time.

Especially after the imperial physician came to check, Li Li stood in the corner and did not dare to speak, the room was eerily quiet.

"Cough." Fu Xuan sat up, looked at Song Shushu next to him, "Shushu, you go out."

"I don't." Song Shushu looked at Fu Xuan, and stretched out his hand to grab the corner of his clothes, "Tell me about you, what is the right man, invulnerable to all poisons. Call yourself a king, but you are actually a bronze."

"You still come here." Fu Xuan frowned, and pulled Song Shushu aside, he didn't have time to joke with Song Shushu right now.

There was another violent cough.

The plague not only infects quickly, but also attacks faster.

Some people even only need half a day from getting sick to dying.

Fu Xuan covered his mouth, his wide sleeves slid down, and red herpes had begun to appear on his exposed arms.

"You still think about me at such a time, can you think about yourself first?" Song Shushu slapped his hand holding his back collar, "I have a vaccine on me, so I am immune."

Fu Xuan looked at Song Shushu, "I can't let you take risks."

"I kissed you last night. If you want to get infected, I've already caught it." Song Shushu looked at Fu Xuan, "Don't panic, I can save you."

After finishing speaking, Song Shushu pressed Fu Xuan and kissed him again, "Are you still letting me out now?"

"You idiot." Fu Xuan looked at Song Shushu's swearing expression, and really had nothing to do with her.

"Li Li." Fu Xuan suppressed his cough and called Li Li over.

"Wei Chen is here."

"Don't tell anyone the news that I've contracted this disease, just say that I'm praying for the people these few days, and I haven't seen anyone." Fu Xuan frowned slightly, "Telegram back to Beijing."

"Yes." Li Li replied.

When Li Li left, Fu Xuan called Li Deren.

"The slave is here."

"Take my imperial decree and let the army that surrounds Fucheng advance ten miles. Except for the supplies to be transported, Fucheng cannot enter or exit."

Li Deren was a little surprised by the emperor's sudden order, "Yes."

"Shushu, you sit here now, and I will write an imperial decree."

"Your Majesty, this servant is serving you." Li Deren followed.

"Take care of your empress here, if you are infected, who will preach the imperial decree?"

After a while, Fu Xuan came out and handed the written edict to Li Deren.

Holding the imperial decree, Li Deren carefully asked, "Your Majesty, is this Fucheng different?"

"It's nothing, it's just to prevent it from happening."

Fu Xuan explained some things to Li Deren again, until Li Deren left, Song Shushu didn't notice.

Song Shushu's body is still there now, and he only thinks about how to treat the plague.

"Book." Fu Xuan sat by the bed, coughing again uncontrollably.

The cough caught Song Shushu's attention.

Song Shushu pulled away Fu Xuan's sleeves, herpes appeared on both arms, and more and more.

It's just been a while.

"Don't panic, we have medicine!"

Song Shushu hastily took out a milliliter of valuable healing liquid, "Drink it."

The light blue liquid entrance then slid down the throat.

Song Shushu looked at Fu Xuan, "Do you feel better?"

Fu Xuan was amused by Song Shushu's appearance, "No matter how panacea is, it must be given some time to work."

(End of this chapter)