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In the tent, Xiyu lay on the couch with a pale face, his whole body was cold and without any warmth. If it were not for the slight rise and fall of his chest, he would hardly look like a living person.

Yinzhen stood by with blood all over his body, his eyes slightly narrowed, and he looked like he might faint at any time.

From what Zhao Kuangsheng said, Xiyu's condition was actually quite dangerous.

"Just tell me what precious herbs you need, and I'll have someone find them!"

Yun Ran was anxious!

"I'm afraid no prescription will work now..."

Zhao Kuangsheng would not say this easily, but he really didn't know how to treat the patient.

Yinzhen, who had been sitting quietly beside the bed, suddenly raised his head and looked at him gloomily with bloodshot eyes when he heard his words.

"As an imperial physician, you don't try to treat the patient, but only say these discouraging words. Do you think you don't want to live anymore?"

At just one glance, Zhao Kuangsheng felt that he had seen the Fourth Master before his wedding.

He knelt down immediately. Actually, there was one thing he hadn't said just now... but it would be useless to say it, and it would only make him more sad.

"Master, all the imperial doctors accompanying the tour are here."

Gao Wuyong walked in quickly from outside the tent, followed by a dozen imperial doctors.

Yinzhen gave up his seat silently, but his eyes were always on Xiyu's slightly rising and falling chest, and he didn't dare to blink.

Zhao Kuangsheng also knelt down and stepped back a little.

He knew in his heart that with so many imperial doctors present, the news that had been kept secret before would definitely no longer be kept secret.

For a moment, I felt helpless and sad.

Xiyu held a five hundred year old ginseng slice in his mouth to keep himself alive.

The imperial physicians came forward one by one to examine the patients. Their already serious faces looked even more gloomy as they looked at each other.

There were no external injuries or poisoning. How could a person who had just gone out safely suddenly have a pulse that indicated he was on the verge of death?

The imperial doctors were puzzled.

"Is there any way?"

Yinzhen spoke in a hoarse voice, blood still dripping from his fingers from time to time, but no one dared to step forward to remind him.

Yun Ran followed behind him, finger-clicking nervously.

No one spoke, even the judge just shook his head.

He opened his mouth, but after looking at Zhao Kuangsheng, he hesitated again.

"Is there anything else you can't say?"

Yinzhen looked at him coldly.

"Fourth Master, the wife is pregnant with a fetus that is more than one month old."

Zhao Kuangsheng sighed, and finally spoke.

After hearing this, Yinzhen felt as if his heart was suddenly blocked by something, and it was blocked and unable to move.

Under normal circumstances, this would be great news, but now...

Yaoyao could have been safe and sound, but she did that just to save him.

I shouldn't have saved him...

Yinzhen felt mixed emotions, and the room was deathly silent.

But it was soon interrupted by crying sounds outside. It was Honghui and Lingjiao who came.

The nurse's voice came from outside the door, "Fourth Master, Princess, the young prince and princess are crying and want to see mother, and no matter how hard I try to comfort them, it won't work."

Yun Ran took a look, then wiped the tears from her face with a handkerchief and walked outside.

No matter what, we can't prevent the child from seeing his mother.

She quickly came in carrying Lingjiao, who was crying loudly, and the wet nurse followed behind her carrying Honghui.

As soon as she entered the room, Ling Jiao leaned towards Xiyu who was lying on the bed, crying and shouting in that direction.

The ten-month-old baby was quite strong and Yun Ran almost couldn't hold him.

She had no choice but to follow Ling Jiao's force and walk to the edge of the bed and put her on the edge of the bed.

If Fourth Sister-in-law was still awake, she would definitely be willing to let Ling Jiao get closer.

Thinking of this, her nasal cavity became sour and unbearable, and her vision gradually blurred.

Honghui was also placed next to Lingjiao by the wet nurse.

As if sensing something, he clumsily threw himself on Xiyu, hugged one of her legs and sobbed softly.

"Uh~ Mom~"

Lingjiao's big grape-like eyes were filled with tears, which fell on the back of Xiyu's hand.

Seeing the two children like this, Yinzhen limped over.

Unable to see, a light green mist flowed along Lingjiao's fingers into Xiyu's body, and the vitality that had been gradually drying up was nourished bit by bit.

The mist was the spiritual energy that Qi Xi had accumulated over hundreds of years. It was accidentally absorbed by Ling Jiao when Xi Yu went into the water to save people. Now it just happened to save Xi Yu's life.

On the bed, Xiyu's originally cold body gradually became warm, and her complexion also looked much better.

The slender white fingers in his palm moved, not as cold as before. Yinzhen was stunned for a moment, then pulled the nearest imperial physician over.

"Fujin's fingers just moved, check again!"

The imperial physician wanted to tell Yinzhen that his wife didn't have much time left, but seeing his fragile appearance, he couldn't bear to say it.

The imperial physician sighed and placed Xiyu's wrist back on the pulse pillow.

This was a remarkable feeling. The steady and strong pulse shocked the imperial physician.

He withdrew his hand and looked around helplessly.

This pulse condition is completely different from that just now. Was it that I took the pulse wrong just now, or is it the same now?

When Yinzhen asked him questions, he did not answer. Instead, he dragged Zhao Kuangsheng over and asked him to take his pulse.

Zhao Kuangsheng looked at him in confusion and could only answer with two words: "Take the pulse."

This pulse diagnosis also surprised me.

"What happened?"

Yinzhen asked again, but got no answer.

Only after all the imperial doctors had taken the patient's pulse and nodded affirmatively did Zhao Kuangsheng start speaking.

"Fourth Master, it has been confirmed that Fu Jin's pulse is indeed different from before. At present, her life is no longer in danger."

Yinzhen and Yunran, who had been very nervous, both breathed a sigh of relief.

It's just that the pulse changed too quickly, which was too strange for everyone.

He was clearly on the verge of death just now, but he recovered in less than an incense stick of time. The imperial doctors were still secretly discussing the reason. Such a miracle can be recorded.

Zhao Kuangsheng prescribed a pregnancy-maintaining medicine. Chunshi wiped her tears and went down to boil the medicine.

Xiyu was settled down, and the two children were tired from crying and fell asleep beside her, and were then taken away by the wet nurse.

Yinzhen sat on the edge of the bed, stunned for a long time, and the wounds on his body had not been treated yet.

Only when Xiyu was alright did he relax a lot, and then he fell backwards without any warning...