After marrying the vegetative prince, the doctor concubine killed people randomly

In Ji Yuntang's opinion, in addition to medication and surgical treatment, a good attitude is also the key to recovery.

She stood up and said, "Your Majesty, I, Ji Yuntang, have never believed in fate. The phrase 'let everything be left to fate' is too hypocritical. I prefer to let fate take its course and turn for the worse."

"Although I don't know what happened to you, I think you must have a lot of things to do and a blood feud to avenge. Are you willing to die like this?"

"The people who hurt you are not dead yet, why do you want to give up your life in advance? The experience is not scary, what is scary is not daring to face it. A real man has nothing to fear in life and nothing to fear in death. Now someone can save you and you can still breathe, why don't you want to give it a try? Is there any worse outcome than what you have now? What if I really heal you?"

When Ji Yuntang reached this point, his gaze gradually grew colder. He paused for a moment and pulled the corners of his lips in self-mockery.

"Your Highness, the Night King, I'm telling you the truth. The Yongning Marquisate married me here not only to help you get married, but they also want me to be buried with you. If you die, I won't be able to survive either."

"I finally got rid of my foster parents who abused me all day long in the countryside, and I also finally escaped from those shameless family members. I am only fifteen years old, and my life has just begun. I don't want to die yet, and I don't want to risk my life for a man who is determined to die."

"Of course, I am not saying these words to ask His Highness the Night King to consider things for me. I just want to tell you that I will never give up on you no matter what. I will use all the medical skills I have learned throughout my life to help you heal. If you are unwilling to cooperate, it doesn't matter. I will tie you up with ropes and give you injections and medicine."

"I have seen many disobedient patients. I, Ji Yuntang, promise to do what I say."

The girl's voice was not loud, but it carried an unquestionable power, and her words frightened Luo Junhe.

He had been paralyzed in bed for three years, and no one had ever told him that they would not give up on him.

His father, mother, and sister all wished he would die sooner.

Luo Junhe opened his mouth with a bitter smile, "If I live, I will only be a burden to you..."

"You'll only be a burden to me if you die. If you're alive, at least I'll still be alive, right?"

In his previous life, Ji Yuntang did not chase stars, he only worshipped heroes.

In her heart, Luo Junhe is a great hero. Someone who fought for the country and the people should not end up like this.

Not to mention, he was only 22 years old, which in modern times is the age of a college graduate. He still had plenty of time to enjoy. It would be such a pity for him to die like this.

Luo Junhe felt a pain in his heart. It was not that he didn't want to live, but that he simply couldn't live.

Over the past three years, Luo Sinian has invited no less than a hundred doctors for him, but after the consultation, each of them shook their heads with a sad look on their faces and asked the Ye Palace to prepare for his funeral.

The reason why he was still holding on was that he was worried about the 200,000 soldiers in the Long Yue Army, and he felt sorry for the two brothers An Qi and Long Yin who had served him since childhood, and who had been through life and death with him.

But now, some of them are on the verge of death on the battlefield, and some are still suffering in cold prisons.

At this moment, Qiao Ye's voice came from outside the door, "Princess, the prince's lunch is ready. Do you want to eat now?"

"Bring it in."

When the meal was brought in, Ji Yuntang saw what was in it and wanted to smash the bowl.

"I asked you to tell the kitchen to cook porridge for the prince. Is this the spinach and carrot porridge made by the kitchen?"

There was only clear soup in the palm-sized bowl, with few grains of rice visible. There were a few cabbage leaves and lotus root cubes as big as fingernails floating on top. It was as perfunctory as it could be.

This thing, let alone Luo Junhe, a patient, even if it was fed to pigs, they would probably dislike it.

Qiao Ye saw the displeasure on Ji Yuntang's face, and her heart trembled with fear. She knelt on the ground, "Princess, calm down. It's just that the prince is used to a light diet. He usually vomits everything he eats, or he poops it all out. The kitchen has already made it easy for the prince to digest."

Of course, she didn't dare tell Ji Yuntang that this was Liu Linlang's special instruction, and that laxatives were also added to it.

If Ji Yuntang fed it to Luo Junhe and something went wrong with her body, she would surely die.

But if she didn't feed Luo Junhe and the prince became hungry, she would be in trouble.

Ji Yuntang was so angry that he shouted and chased Qiao Ye out.

"Such a big lotus root, you call it easy to digest? Bring it down to me and let me redo it. If it's not done well, I will personally go over and teach them."

Luo Junhe heard the girl's fierce voice. Although he couldn't see Ji Yuntang's appearance, he could imagine the girl's ferocious look at the moment.

He looked a little dazed and wanted to laugh.

How long had it been since he had seen anyone willing to stand up for him?

Luo Junhe knew the situation in the Night King's Mansion very well. He was like a tiger in trouble being bullied by a dog. Those servants no longer regarded him as their master and had completely forgotten the kindness he had shown them by taking them in.

Only when Luo Sinian came would they take it into consideration and do some superficial work.

As soon as Luo Sinian leaves, they will immediately return to their original state.

He understood that he could not change the current situation. After a long time, Luo Junhe no longer cared about what he ate, wore and where he lived.

He was blind and his health was getting worse day by day. Now the appearance of Ji Yuntang was like a ray of light in his dark world.

In a place where no one could see, Luo Junhe curled the corners of his lips from the bottom of his heart, feeling a little moved.

Maybe, God is kind to him after all.

After Qiao Ye left, Ji Yuntang went to the small kitchen in the space. A pot of millet and pumpkin porridge had already been cooked on the gas stove and was still bubbling.

There is also a golden steamed egg and a plate of steamed dumplings on the induction cooker next to it.

Fortunately, she knew that the servants in the Night King's Mansion were all disloyal, so she had already made preparations for both situations.

Now that he has the space, Ji Yuntang will definitely not let Luo Junhe and himself go hungry.

Ji Yuntang ate a plate of steamed dumplings and drank a bowl of pumpkin porridge. The whole meal took no more than five minutes.

After she had eaten her fill, she carried the steamed eggs and millet porridge out of the space.

Luo Junhe only felt the aroma of food coming from his nose, and his stomach couldn't help but growl twice.

His face turned slightly red, but luckily the injury on his skin was not noticeable. Ji Yuntang smiled and said, "Your Highness Ye Wang, you must be hungry. I cooked something for you. I'll help you sit up first."

Ji Yuntang took out a soft pillow from the space, placed it behind his waist, and carefully helped him up.

The millet and pumpkin porridge was still a little hot, so Ji Yuntang fed him the steamed egg first.

As if moved by the girl's words today, Luo Junhe was unexpectedly cooperative and opened his mouth obediently.