In the silent atmosphere, Shen Ning slowly stepped forward and approached Chu Shaobai.
"Empress, you... don't touch the needles on his body." Doctor Zhang couldn't help but remind him.
"I know." She said softly.
Now she was even closer to Chu Shaobai, so close that she could see every eyelash of his, so close that she could see the faint rise and fall of his chest.
Yes, Doctor Zhang did not lie to her, Shao Bai was indeed still alive.
But, it is just alive.
She couldn't see a trace of life or familiarity in him. Her eyes fell on his right hand. That hand was like a layer of skin wrapped around a skull. It looked indescribably terrible. terror.
Once upon a time, his fingers were slender and graceful. She always remembered that it was with this hand that he held a beautiful ice flower that did not look like it should be in the world. He held it up to her eyes with such care and joy and gave it to her. give her.
"Do you like it? Smell it, it still smells good."
"Strange, why do these ice-carved flowers smell so fragrant?"
"This is the ice fragrance you want, the snowdrops I picked from the iceberg."
His pleasant voice still sounded in her ears, but the young man who gave her the ice fragrance turned into a living dead.
Shen Ning bit her lip tightly to prevent tears from falling from her eyes.
She still remembers the first time she saw him at Chu Shaoyang's wedding hall. Among everyone's disdainful eyes, only the way he looked at her was different. He smiled at her like a spring breeze. Come, flowers are blooming everywhere.
But the young man with a smile like the spring breeze was lying motionless on the couch, letting her eyes roam on his face. His eyes were closed tightly, turning a blind eye to her.
Perhaps his eyes, which are brighter than the cold stars in the sky, can never be opened again.
Shen Ning suddenly shuddered and put this terrible thought behind her.
"Mr. Zhang, didn't he suffer a sword wound? How could he... become like this in just a few days? You said... he can't hear, see or feel anything? Why is this happening?"
She turned around and asked Doctor Zhang in a trembling voice.
Doctor Zhang sighed and shook his head: "Back to the Queen, I have been practicing medicine for decades, but I really can't explain how King Jing'an suddenly... became like this. The Queen is right, he only suffered The flesh wound, although the sword wound injured his lungs and caused him to lose a lot of blood, it was not fatal. The old minister sewed up the wound for him in time and fed him the elixir. According to my experience, he It should be fine after a few days of rest, but I never imagined that King Jing'an's condition would suddenly take a turn for the worse. Instead of getting better, it would worsen dramatically."
He paused, with a look of extreme shame on his face.
"I have tried every method, but nothing works, and there is no effect at all. King Jing'an has a high fever now. This is not a serious illness in the first place, but no matter what medicine is given to him, he will vomit it out. He won't take it. Not drinking, not eating enough, and losing a lot of blood, that's why he is so thin. Just being thin is nothing. The old minister can still cure him slowly, but what makes him most helpless now is that he has completely lost it. He lost consciousness, no matter what method the veteran tried, he could not wake him up, he... he... "
Doctor Zhang hesitated for a moment, looked at Mo Chuan and Shen Ning, and hesitated to speak.