Quick Wear: Beautiful, Strong, Miserable, Whitening Guide

But he did not step forward, but stood at the door like an ordinary guard, but his clenched hands revealed his mood.

Chang Feng was originally worried about Qin Ci'an taking medicine, so he had this outlet to vent his anger. He said in a timid tone, "What kind of imperial physician are you? You can't even diagnose a disease! I asked you to come..."

Doctor Cao was so frightened that his face turned pale. He knelt down and begged for mercy. "I am incompetent. Please forgive me, Your Majesty."

Qin Ci'an coughed a few more times, his face turned a little paler, the effect of the medicine in his body became more obvious, his face was full of pain, he tried hard to hold back and whispered: "Changfeng, shut up, leave."

He then looked at Doctor Cao who was standing beside him and said, "Doctor Cao, please prescribe the medicine first."

"As you command, I'll go down and prescribe the medicine right away."

““Cough cough… cough cough…”

It felt like a fire was burning in Qin Ci'an's throat. He didn't expect the drug to be so effective. He opened his mouth with difficulty and wanted to say something, but before he could say anything, a violent cough came like a tide and drowned his words.

Changfeng stood aside, and seeing Qin Ci'an in such pain, his heart tightened. He quickly reached out and handed over the silk handkerchief in his hand.

Qin Ci'an subconsciously took the handkerchief and covered his mouth. As another round of violent coughing sounded, a little bit of scarlet overflowed from the corner of his mouth, like a red plum blossom blooming in the cold winter, shocking.

The bright red blood instantly stained the originally white silk handkerchief, just like sprinkling a few drops of cinnabar ink on a plain and elegant painting, which looked particularly dazzling.

Imperial Doctor Cao's figure trembled again, as if he was afraid that something might happen to the prince during his tenure.

Changfeng patted Qin Ci'an's back to comfort him, his eyes full of heartache and worry.

Qin Ci calmed down for a while before speaking again.

"It would be better if you could prescribe some painkillers."

Doctor Cao did not agree immediately because herbal analgesics are addictive and extremely harmful to the body, so only very few people would choose them unless the pain was really unbearable.

"Your Majesty, this..."

Qin Ci'an saw the hesitation on Doctor Cao's face and immediately understood.

"The responsibility is all mine. It has nothing to do with you. Just drive with peace of mind. Cough... cough... cough..."

Qin Ci'an waved his hand and said, "Forget it, you can go back and prescribe medicine."

After the imperial physician left, Qin Ci'an looked at Chu Ziyu and said softly, "Qin Yu, please stay for a while."

Chu Ziyu walked forward, his eyes full of worry, but he didn't know how to start.

Qin Ci'an smiled, "Are you worried about me?" Chu Ziyu was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head, "I am just concerned about the safety of the prince."

Qin Ci'an sat up straight, approached Chu Ziyu and whispered, "This is just a temporary measure, don't take it seriously."

Chu Ziyu's expression eased slightly.

Chang Feng grumbled in dissatisfaction, "Why does the prince have to fight so hard? If you take the pill, you will really get sick. The difference is not too big, but it will cause great damage to your body. If the old emperor really wants to deal with the prince, this may not be useful."

Chu Ziyu frowned again, "6872, scan Xiao An's physical condition."

"Okay, boss."

Qin Ci'an's eyes shone, "Changfeng! I have my own plans."

Changfeng realized that the prince was about to get angry and instantly fell to his knees.

"Your Majesty, I have overstepped my authority. Please forgive me, Your Majesty."

"Forget it, you can leave first."