The baby is only a few months old, and it is still warm in the weather, wrapped in layers, revealing only a red face.

The doors and windows in the house are closed, and the smell of powder in the room is suffocating.

It makes me feel uncomfortable if a normal person like Ruan Ling enters, let alone a baby who is less than one year old?

She immediately said: "I need absolute silence to treat my illness. Please avoid it if it is irrelevant."

She couldn't tell who was in this room, but it didn't matter to her.

Not to mention the ladies and ladies of a prominent family, they are emperors and princesses. In her eyes, they are mortals.

These ladies and ladies were a little displeased for a moment when they heard her unceremonious words.

But the butler immediately bowed to tell her identity.

The young lady of the miracle doctor who had saved countless people, the master invited him to treat the young master with a lot of money.

The ladies and ladies immediately stopped talking.

If she is unhappy, she will turn around and leave, delaying the treatment of the young master, who can afford it?

The housekeeper laughed and said good things, giving them some steps and face, and then they went out reluctantly.

Ruan Ling walked to the bed, looked at the beautiful woman holding the child, and said, "I am Ruan Ling, doctor."

The beautiful woman is Mrs. Ye. Although she is already forty years old, she looks like she is in her twenties because she is beautiful and well maintained.

Her eyes were red and her face was a little haggard. It was obvious that serving a sick child was also very difficult for her.

"Miss Ruan, you are finally here." Mrs. Ye's voice was a little hoarse, "This child has been sick for more than a month, and it is sometimes better and sometimes worse. A lot of medicine has been poured in, and it doesn't work. I haven't even drunk milk these two days..."

She said, tears were already spinning in her eyes.

In ancient times, medical conditions were poor, and even the emperor's children could not be raised.

Mrs. Ye’s worries are understandable.

Ruan Ling comforted her softly and asked her to put the child on the bed.

Mrs. Ye carefully placed the tightly wrapped swaddled clothes on the bed.

The maid immediately took a blanket intimately and covered it with another layer on the outside.

Ruan Ling frowned and brought the blanket.

The maid was stunned for a moment and looked at her suspiciously.

"It's only October, where is it so cold?" Ruan Ling said, "Children are afraid of heat, don't you know?"

The maid said, "But the young master is sick and has a fever and cough. What can I do if I get a blow-off?"

"Where is the wind in this room?" Ruan Ling replied, not wanting to talk to the maid anymore, but instead bent down to touch Young Master Ye's face.

The baby's face is soft, his eyes are shiny, and his eyelashes are amazingly long. He is really a beautiful child.

At this moment, his forehead was a little hot and his cheeks were red.

Ruan Ling touched the back of his neck, sweating and her close-fitting clothes were also a little wet.

Ruan Ling decisively untied the swaddle, but found that the child was still wearing a thick cotton coat in the swaddle.

She took off her cotton coat and pants and put them in the handmaid's hand.

Only leave a set of mezzanine gowns and pants for the child.

The maid fussed and shouted, "The young master is already sick, so if you take off his clothes, wouldn't it be even more serious?"

Young Master Ye was frightened by her sharp voice and burst into tears.

Mrs. Ye glared at the maid fiercely and scolded: "Go out! Madam Ruan is a miracle doctor. Don't you know much more than you? If you knew, you wouldn't take care of Miao'er like this!"

The maid's face turned red and she lowered her head and stepped back.
Chapter completed!