Shi Miao didn't go out in the room. Although she was lying on the bed, she didn't sleep all night.

Early the next morning, she got dressed and came out after washing.

I saw Butler Li setting up breakfast.

Shi Miao asked, "Uncle Li, has Zhan Yeling gone out?"

Butler Li was very surprised: "Isn't Young Master Zhan always in the room? He never came out..."

Never been out?

Shi Meow froze for a moment.

Zhan Yeling left the room last night and didn't return to the room all night.

Since he didn't go out, where did he go?

"Miss Shi, is something wrong?" Li Butler asked worriedly.

Shi Miao regained consciousness and said, "It's okay. He might be in the study."

After Shi Miao finished speaking, she went upstairs and came to the door of the study. She knocked on the door, but no one answered.

The door of the study room was not locked, so she pushed the door open.

As soon as I entered, I smelled a strong smell of alcohol.

Looking around, Zhan Yeling casually collapsed on the sofa, as if falling asleep. Wine bottles were strewn all over the ground.

There are wine glasses on the coffee table.

How much wine did Zhan Yeling drink?

Shi Miao's heart tightened, and she stepped forward faster, she pushed Zhan Yeling's arm: "Zhan Yeling..."

Before she could say anything, she felt that the place where her hand touched, that is, Zhan Yeling's arm was unusually hot.

Shi Miao was startled, and hurried to touch Zhan Yeling's forehead.

With this touch, her hands were almost scalded.

Oh my god, Zhan Yeling has a fever!

Shi Miao became nervous, shook Zhan Yeling's arm a few times, and said anxiously: "Zhan Yeling, wake up..."

Zhan Yeling didn't respond, and he didn't know if he was asleep or passed out.

Shi Miao was in a hurry, so she hurried to call Shi Xiaomei.

Shi Xiaomei came up and took Zhan Yeling's temperature.

"Forty nine degrees..." Shi Xiaomei said.

Shi Miao became even more nervous: "Then what to do, you should quickly find a way to cool him down."

"He drank alcohol, so he couldn't take medicine to lower his temperature, he could only lower his temperature physically." Shi Xiaomei said.

"His wound was inflamed by alcohol, which led to high fever." Shi Xiaomei checked briefly and said.

"He had anti-inflammatory injections during the day, but fortunately he didn't drink alcohol until twelve hours later, otherwise, he would have died."

Everyone knows that the combination of cephalosporin and wine is poison, which can be fatal.

Hearing this, Shi Miao burst into tears, she bit her lip, blaming herself and feeling guilty.

It's all because of her fault that she said those words at night to irritate him, and that's why he vented his anger with alcohol.

"Don't cry, quickly ask Butler Li to come up and help carry him to the bed." Shi Xiaomei said calmly.

"Okay, I'll call right away." Shi Miao wiped away her tears indiscriminately, and left anxiously.

Soon, she called Steward Li and Shi Zeyu over.

Shi Zeyu touched Zhan Yeling's forehead, it was so hot.

He was also shocked: "This Zhan Yeling is no longer a child. Don't you know you can't drink if you're injured?"

Butler Li couldn't stand it anymore, and said good things for Zhan Yeling: "Our Young Master Zhan has always had great self-control, unless something extremely painful..."

After speaking, he glanced at Shimiao.

The meaning of that glance was obvious.

Seeing this, Meow blamed herself more and more.

Shi Zeyu said: "No matter how sad it is to have Shimiao in our family, is it sad? Ever since she met Zhan Yeling, she has escaped death. She managed to get her life back, and you will still be criticized by you young master Zhan!"

"Each of you don't say a few words, quickly lift him to the bed and lay him flat so that I can give him the needle." Shi Xiaomei said seriously.