Ye Zao got up, and soon Zi Yu and the others came in to help her dress.
"Has the Imperial Physician arrived?" Ye Zao asked anxiously.
"Master, please don't worry. They will come as quickly as possible." No matter how urgent it is, they still have to go to the Imperial Medical Bureau.
Although it's not too far, it is still nighttime. The Imperial Physicians can't rush too much; they will surely come.
Ye Zao reached out to feel Fourth Master's forehead again: "It's burning badly. Let's wipe His Majesty down first."
Even for an adult, a persistent high fever is dangerous.
Wiping with water can provide some comfort.
Fourth Master said nothing, implying he didn't mind her arrangements.
Ye Zao stayed by Fourth Master's side; he rarely fell ill in the past. Over the years, he hadn't caught a cold or fever many times, and never as severe as this.
It's evident he's still suffering from the effects of that poison, not yet recovered.
