Xiao Jinxing suddenly bit down on Ye Qichi’s arm.
Ye Qichi screamed in pain.
Is this damned man really born in the year of the dog?!
"Prince, Prince, what’s wrong with you?!" Xiao Wu hurriedly called out to him, looking at him now uncontrollably, the whole person was in a panic.
"Xiao Wu, knock him out!" Ye Qichi said loudly, enduring the pain.
Xiao Wu was somewhat hesitant.
"Hurry!" Ye Qichi’s face turned white with pain.
If this continued, Xiao Jinxing would likely bite off her flesh directly.
Xiao Wu, seeing the Princess in distress and the Prince apparently having completely lost consciousness, gritted his teeth and struck Xiao Jinxing on the back of the head with his palm.
Xiao Jinxing’s body staggered.
He fell straight down.
It was in that moment.
Xiao Jinxing’s teeth let go of the back of Ye Qichi’s hand.
Once released, Ye Qichi’s hand back was a bloody mess.
Xiao Wu was somewhat horrified at the sight, but his main concern was still the Prince, and he hurriedly supported him to prevent him from falling to the ground.
Ye Qichi didn’t tend to her own wounds.
She directly took Xiao Jinxing’s wrist and checked his pulse.
The pulse, chaotically frightening.
Xiao Jinxing’s symptoms had come on too fiercely.
A normal infection would take at least a week to reach its limit.
Looking at Xiao Jinxing’s current state, he was likely already at his limit.
If not treated promptly... the situation looked more likely grim than hopeful!
"Princess, what exactly is wrong with the Prince?" Xiao Wu asked anxiously after seeing that Ye Qichi hadn’t spoken for a while.
"Your Prince’s body is too weak; once infected, he’s on death’s door," Ye Qichi said bluntly.
"What?!" Xiao Wu’s face turned pale with fright, "Princess, you must save the Prince, you must save him, the Prince can’t die, he can’t just die ..."
Ye Qichi got a headache from Xiao Wu’s noise, "Be quiet, am I not trying to think of a solution?!"
"Should I go and find Pang Nan now? Have him by any means necessary find medicinal herbs for the Prince. We must find medicine for him! If not, I’ll chop off his head!" Xiao Wu became more agitated as he spoke.
"Your pressing him is useless," Ye Qichi said, somewhat speechless.
These ancient people, always quick to fight and kill.
She said, "Don’t worry, I won’t let your Prince die."
"What do we do now?" Xiao Wu was very worried.
"Don’t talk, just stand quietly aside and let me think," Ye Qichi said impatiently.
Xiao Wu immediately shut his mouth.
Don’t mention staying silent now; as long as he could save the Prince, he’d be willing to stay silent for a lifetime.
Ye Qichi was lost in thought.
She considered for a while.
At this point, it seemed like the only option.
She took a deep breath and then approached Xiao Jinxing.
Xiao Jinxing was now leaning against a chair, supported by Xiao Wu.
Ye Qichi bent down close to his cheek, and her lips pressed directly onto Xiao Jinxing’s.
Xiao Wu’s eyes widened.
At this time, the Princess still had the heart to... kiss the Prince.
Was she worried that if the Prince died, she’d have no chance left to kiss him?!
The Prince won’t die, the Prince must have heavenly protection!
Ye Qichi, of course, didn’t know what Xiao Wu was thinking at the moment.
All she knew was that the plague was transmitted through saliva, and her current action was to let Xiao Jinxing transmit the disease to her.
Her body’s self-healing ability could completely resist the virus’s invasion, and as the virus invades, the body’s immune system would produce a large number of antibodies. These antibodies entering Xiao Jinxing’s bloodstream through her own could increase the chances of his recovery.
Ye Qichi closed her eyes tightly, prepared to face death, and extended her tongue.
Ye Qichi released Xiao Jinxing’s lips.
Xiao Wu was also awkward at the moment, naturally turning his face to one side, daring not to look.
After kissing Xiao Jinxing, Ye Qichi said to Xiao Wu, "Watch his condition, as long as he doesn’t die, that’s fine. Give me two hours, I will save him."
Two hours... could Pang Nan deliver the herbs by then?!
After leaving those words, Ye Qichi returned to her own chair.
She was waiting for the virus to invade and then create a chemical reaction.
An hour later, Ye Qichi began to have a high fever.
Ye Qichi hugged her body, feeling completely weak, and breathing with difficulty.
Xiao Wu also noticed her discomfort and asked with concern, "Princess, what’s wrong with you?"
"Just watch your Prince, I’m fine," Ye Qichi said with difficulty.