This prince belongs to me

Chapter 472

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"A month at the earliest, if something happens in the middle, it may be more than a month!"

Chu Tianqing frowned and said worriedly.

"Huh?" Ling Qianying was a little surprised.

Although the facts are cruel, Chu Tianqing was not too obsessed with grief, he calmed down his mood, and ordered decisively: "Wu Shuang!"

"His Royal Highness!"

"Immediately send someone to Taoyuan Valley to ask Yufeng to come back as soon as possible!"

"Yes!"

Wushuang clasped her fists together, and the figure disappeared immediately.

When Xia Zitong heard the name 'Yufeng', his figure paused.

At this time, Chu Tianqing continued to ask the imperial doctor.

"How long can the royal father last at most?"

Several imperial doctors looked at each other, and everyone's eyes were full of uncertainty, but in the end, someone said: "His Royal Highness, in fact, the poison in the emperor will not kill people directly, but it will make people die." A person is in a coma, and if a person does not eat for a long time..."

The imperial doctor didn't continue to say the following words, but everyone sitting here already knew it well.

Although Ling Qianying had studied medicine a lot in her previous life, the ancient poisons were too strange, and she really couldn't judge what kind of poison the emperor had.

"You mean to say that as long as the emperor can eat, his life will not be in danger for the time being, right?"

Ling Qianying's eyes lit up, and she suddenly asked.

The doctor nodded.

"Yes! It's just that the emperor is in such a coma, I'm afraid..." The imperial doctor looked calm and troubled.

People in a coma will grit their teeth instinctively. It is not easy to feed pure liquid medicine, not to mention feeding food, I am afraid, it will be even more difficult.

"He... can he still wake up?" Xia Zitong finally couldn't help asking.

The imperial doctor sighed: "That depends on whether the emperor himself has the desire to survive, this, Shu Weichen really can't judge!"

For a while, the room fell into silence.

Ling Qianying could clearly see that the light in Xia Zitong's eyes went out and then turned on again.

She took a deep breath.

"You all go out, no matter what method I use, I will definitely let him survive for two months!"

After finishing speaking, she asked someone to move a grand chair, and sat on the side of the bed.

Ling Qianying tugged on Chu Tianqing's sleeve, and the two left together.

The imperial doctors also left one after another, and soon there were only the two of them left in the emperor's bedroom.

"Agan, are you blaming me, blaming me for not coming out to accompany you all these years?"

Before she could finish her sentence, tears rolled down her face.

She didn't have time to wipe it off, but continued.

"Actually, I know everything about you. I know that you and Mengyan are deeply in love with each other, and they are rumored to be a good story. I also know that you are not very kind to Qing'er and Xue'er. You were indifferent. At that time, I hate you!"

"I tried my best to give birth to two children for you, but you turned away so easily!"

"So, I hate you, I don't want to see you, and I don't want to show up!"

"If it wasn't for the last time that the Xia family wanted to sell my daughter into a brothel, maybe we will miss it in this lifetime!"

Xia Zitong burst into tears as she spoke.

Suddenly, her gaze turned, and she landed on the pajamas that were neatly folded by the court lady beside the bed.

She recognized it at a glance, it was embroidered for him by herself more than ten years ago.

It turned out that he had never forgotten himself. It turned out that he had misunderstood him.

(End of this chapter)