As it was her first time working in the young master's room, Zhao Ruyi woke up just as the sky was getting light.
She tidied up the place where she had slept, then went to the clean room to tidy herself up and prepare the young master's clothes for when he got up.
In order not to disturb the young master who was still asleep, Ruyi tried to make her movements as light as possible, only making faint rustling sounds.
But it was these faint rustling sounds that woke up Song Wuji.
However, he didn't show any displeasure, but lay quietly, watching Zhao Ruyi's busy figure in the room through the gauze curtain.
The insect chirping and bird calls that used to sound annoying to him in the past suddenly seemed pleasant and melodious today, and the dull days seemed to have become more flavorful.
The corners of Song Wuji's mouth couldn't help but curl up.
Just as Song Wuji was about to continue lying there, Zhao Ruyi lifted the curtain and came out of the inner room, but in a short while, she came back in a somewhat flustered manner.
"Young Master?" Ruyi's voice was very gentle, as if she was worried about disturbing him but had to wake him up.
Song Wuji grunted from inside the curtain, pretending to have just woken up.
"Young Master, it seems that Baoqin has fainted..." Ruyi approached the bed and said softly.
Fainted?
Song Wuji furrowed his brow slightly, only then did he remember that he had punished Baoqin to kneel and reflect before going to bed last night.
He had intended to discipline her, but he hadn't expected Baoqin to faint.
Song Wuji quickly sat up, put on his shoes, and went out of the inner room in a plain gauze undershirt.
Baoqin, pale, was lying unconscious where she had knelt last night, completely unresponsive.
Zhao Ruyi felt Baoqin's hands and feet, which were somewhat cold, and she didn't know how long she had been lying on the ground like this.
The ground was cold, and she couldn't let her continue lying like this.
Zhao Ruyi wanted to move Baoqin to the bed first.
But she didn't expect Baoqin to be heavier than she had imagined, and despite her efforts, she couldn't move her.
"Let me do it!" Song Wuji shook his head, pushed Zhao Ruyi aside, and then carried Baoqin to the bed.
"Young Master, are you alright?" Zhao Ruyi asked in surprise.
The young master's body was weak, and he would pant after walking a few steps. How come he looked like he could fly?
But Song Wuji glared at Zhao Ruyi and said, "Don't tell anyone!"
Zhao Ruyi nodded quickly.
"But what about her? Can't just let her remain unconscious like this?" Zhao Ruyi looked worriedly at Baoqin.
She didn't like her, but it wasn't to the point of seeing her in danger and not helping.
Zhao Ruyi recalled the scenes of saving people she had seen in her previous life, and then squatted down to pinch Baoqin's tiger's mouth and philtrum, hoping to wake her up.
But no matter how hard she tried, there was no sign of Baoqin waking up, and Zhao Ruyi was exhausted and sweating.
"Young Master... what should we do?" Zhao Ruyi sat down on the footstool in front of the bed and looked up at Song Wuji for help.
"Have Tianfu take my token to summon the doctor," Song Wuji seemed to sense the seriousness of the situation.
Without saying a word, Zhao Ruyi got up from the footstool and prepared to find Tianfu.
But Tianfu was leading Doctor Xu towards them.
Song Wuji then remembered that it was the day for Doctor Xu to come for a consultation.
Doctor Xu was specially assigned to Song Wuji by Queen Xu.
Unlike the conservative and cautious old doctors in the Imperial Medical Bureau, the twenty-something Doctor Xu was more daring and aggressive in his use of medicine. Before entering the Imperial Medical Bureau, he was known as the "young genius".
In his own words, if it weren't for the opportunity to see the royal medical records in the Imperial Medical Bureau, he wouldn't deign to associate with those old fuddy-duddies.
Two years ago, when he had just entered the Imperial Medical Bureau, Queen Xu was blaming the Imperial Medical Bureau for Song Wuji's unimproved condition, and Doctor Xu volunteered to treat Song Wuji.
At that time, the entire Imperial Medical Bureau was eager to get rid of this hot potato, so they praised him to the skies and made him out to be a miracle doctor.
Although Queen Xu was skeptical, she could only give it a try.
Two years had passed, and although Song Wuji's strange illness had not been cured, it had been brought under control, so Doctor Xu changed the daily consultations to bi-monthly ones.
Song Wuji was grateful to him, and their relationship was that of both teacher and friend.
Hearing that Doctor Xu was coming, Song Wuji changed into a dark green silk straight robe and personally went to greet him.
Although Song Wuji's face looked sickly, his spirits were good, and Doctor Xu couldn't help but tease, "What? Not satisfied with me? You actually want to go find another doctor?"
As soon as he saw Doctor Xu, Song Wuji showed a long-lost smile, "Since you're here, there's no need to go through all this trouble! My maid Baoqin fainted, and you happen to be here to take a look."
Doctor Xu, who often came to treat Song Wuji, naturally recognized Baoqin. Upon hearing Song Wuji's words, he became even more curious, "That girl Baoqin looks quite sturdy, what did you do to her? How could she faint for no reason?"
"She did something wrong last night, so I punished her to kneel and reflect, but I didn't expect her to faint this morning!" Song Wuji felt a little guilty and led Doctor Xu to the side of the bed where Baoqin was lying.
During this time, Zhao Ruyi had been guarding Baoqin, never leaving her side.
Seeing the crown prince bringing Doctor Xu in, she was surprised but quickly got up and moved a stool next to the Luo Han bed.
Xu Lan first glanced at Zhao Ruyi, then sat on the stool and began to feel Abao Qin's pulse.
Chinese medicine emphasizes observation, listening, questioning, and pulse diagnosis. Xu Lan naturally wanted to see Abao Qin's complexion, but she only saw her philtrum turning red, with faint signs of swelling. He couldn't help but frown, "What's going on here?"
Standing aside, Zhao Ruyi dared not lie and had to honestly say, "It was me who saw Abao Qin faint and wanted to pinch her philtrum and rub her tiger's mouth for her, but it didn't work."
Looking at her sweaty face, Xu Lan grinned, "I can see that you're a person with a lot of perseverance. You still didn't give up even after doing all this!"
Listening to this, Zhao Ruyi felt a bit confused, not sure if Doctor Xu was praising or mocking her, and felt a little embarrassed, lowering her head.
Seeing this, Xu Lan shook his head with a smile.
After examining Abao Qin's pulse, he pinched her eyelids and then smiled at Song Wujin, "It's nothing, just a bit of heatstroke. I'll give her a few acupuncture needles, and she won't even need to take any medicine."
With that, he got up to fetch needles from the medical box.
Meanwhile, Zhao Ruyi, who was waiting on the side, noticed Abao Qin's eyes rolling under her eyelids. But just as she wanted to take a closer look, they stopped moving.