Madame is Pretending to be an Academic Slacker Again!

Chapter 773: Livestream Face-Slapping! Teaming Up for a Double Attack [8]

An inexplicable emotion called "worry" occupied all of Huo Tingzun’s thoughts, to the point that his dizziness, dry mouth, and discomfort couldn’t distract him anymore.Where on earth did that stupid woman go?

In these chaotic times when viruses are everywhere, is she safe outside alone?

A moment later.

The room suddenly fell into an eerie silence for a few seconds.

Huo Tingzun sniffed, catching a faint but familiar pleasant rose scent.

Then, he heard Xiao Bailu suddenly cry out loud:

"Big Cousin, are you going to die? Were you killed by an inept doctor, boohoohoo!"

"Why is your fever not going down but going up instead? If you die, what will happen to the Xiao Family, boohoohoo!"

"Big Cousin, you’re so miserable, boohoohoo!"

She was crying her heart out.

Her cries seemed to echo with heaven and earth.

Huo Tingzun’s eyelids twitched violently several times under his palm.

Stupid woman, here I was worrying about you, but you were perfectly fine, brewing emotions and waiting to perform.

The lines are really... beyond words.

I’m not dead yet!

Equally astonished as Huo Tingzun were all the reporters and expert groups present.

They were also baffled by the temperature readings just taken.

Xu Shifeng murmured, "Take the measurement again, quickly take it again, it shouldn’t be this temperature."

So the doctors scrambled again to insert the thermometer into Huo Tingzun’s mouth, this time using the traditional mercury thermometer instead of an electronic one, fearing inaccuracy, and it would take ten minutes to get the results.

Those ten minutes were agonizing.

Xu Shifeng was pacing the room so much, he was about to wear out the floor tiles.

But in fact, there was no need to retest; all the doctors who had contact with Huo Tingzun could clearly feel that his forehead, hands, and feet were all very hot.

His temperature was definitely not low.

The second temperature measurement result came out.

It even exceeded everyone’s expectations; the temperature increased again!

It was 38.8 degrees just now, and now it’s almost 39.9 degrees!

The reporter carrying the camera for live broadcast was stumbling with words, stammering to explain to the audience on the other end of the video: "Big Cousin is close to forty degrees, heavens, he, he, he must be in great suffering now. Let’s see what’s going on, what exactly happened, why hasn’t his fever gone down after taking medicine..."

Yes, what exactly is going on?

The camera turned to Xu Shifeng.

Yet Xu Shifeng was tongue-tied, unable to answer a word.

His prescription was copied from Qin Xin and added a couple of harmless additional ingredients, so where did it go wrong?

Could it be that the prescription was fake, and he got duped?

Xu Shifeng was sweating profusely, stammering, trying hard to find an excuse: "This patient, his virus is more severe. We reasonably speculate that he might be a person with very strong infectivity... therefore, our expert group’s advice is for everyone to stay away from him, take protective measures, and it’s best to stop the live broadcast now to ensure everyone’s safety!"

He really had a quick wit, coming up with an excuse.

And he crafted it so cleverly, while also stopping the reporter’s recording, to quickly end this embarrassing medical live broadcast before the Imperial people reacted.

Just as Xu Shifeng secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Outside the yard, a burst of clear laughter suddenly sounded: "Haha, Expert Xu, you’re really skilled."

Xu Shifeng thought it was some village girl coming in admiration, feeling a bit proud: "Overpraised, overpraised."

Who knew, in the next second.

The girl stepped into the room, her words nearly causing him to choke to death—

"Your level of lying is quite high!"