Mr. Shen took the pulse of Murong Ci again, and said with a frown: "My lord, even the acupuncture injections by the officials can't revive the crown prince. This situation is not optimistic. The officials are ashamed that they can't diagnose the disease for a while, so why don't you invite other imperial physicians from the imperial hospital to consult together?" .”
Murong Yu signaled to Qin Ruo, Qin Ruo went out immediately.
The night wind was bitterly cold, and the lanterns flew up and down, and the dim light and shadow shook the ground.
When Murong Lan and the others saw her coming out, they immediately stepped forward to question her.
Qin Ruoning frowned and shook her head, and then said to Steward Lin: "My lord has orders, you should quickly send someone into the palace to the imperial hospital to invite more imperial physicians."
Manager Lin went immediately.
Shen Zhiyan asked anxiously: "Qin Ruo, is Your Highness poisoned or suffering from a strange disease?"
"Even Mr. Shen can't diagnose the disease, just say it's not optimistic." She replied.
"You go in and serve quickly." Shen Zhili blamed himself so much that he almost vomited blood.
At this time, when everyone saw Murong Yu coming out, they all asked with all eyes on him. But seeing his face as cold as iron, his cold eyes swept over.
Shen Zhili saw his sharp sword-like eyes shooting at him, and his heart suddenly ached, as if he had been stabbed.
Under his signal, Qin Ruo quickly walked into the room and stood by the bed.
"Come here, put Shen Zhili in a wing room, no one is allowed to visit."
Murong Yu ordered coldly, ruthlessly.
As soon as this statement came out, everyone was shocked.
Shen Zhiyan's heart was shocked, and he said anxiously: "My lord, I will guarantee my personality, and my sister will never murder His Highness. My lord will be careful."
Murong Yu said coldly: "Why are you so anxious? If it is found out that this matter has nothing to do with Shen Zhili, this king will let her go."
Shen Zhili's eyebrows and eyelashes trembled, and his heart ached violently, quickly spreading to his limbs, like a thousand arrows piercing his heart.
She wanted to laugh, but she couldn't laugh, but the man she obsessed with wanted to take her into custody
Is there anything more heartbreaking than this
The two guards escorted her away, she looked back at him, her beautiful eyes filled with tears of sadness.
"It's getting late, everyone should leave." Murong Yu said to Murong Lan, "Princess, I sent someone to escort you back to the palace."
"Thank you, my lord. I want to see Brother Huang, can I do that?" Murong Lan asked anxiously.
He nodded, and she quickly walked into the bedroom and came to the bed.
Under the dim red candle shadow, Murong Ci lay quietly, as if he just fell asleep, peaceful and serene.
Murong Lan cried out worriedly, but Murong Ci didn't respond in the slightest.
"Princess, His Highness the Crown Prince will not wake up for the time being." Master Shen said seriously.
"Lord Shen, you must think of a way to save Brother Huang." Murong Lan begged.
"Princess, why don't you try your best, and I will definitely do everything possible to save His Highness." Shen Da said humanely.
At this time, Murong Yu came in and said coldly: "It's getting late, the princess should go back to the palace first."
Murong Lan didn't insist on staying for a while, anyway, she couldn't help much by staying here.
Before she left, he said again: "Your Highness should not move back to the East Palace. You should spend some time in this palace for treatment. Please don't tell Your Majesty about His Highness's illness for the time being, Princess."
She nodded and saluted, "I know what to do. Please take care of the emperor. The palace will come to visit the emperor tomorrow."
After hearing what he said, Qin Ruo invited him aside, and said: "It's not good for Your Highness to stay in the Prince's Mansion, will it cause many speculations?"
"This king will block the news, you don't need to worry." Murong Yu's meaning cannot be violated, so go and see Murong Ci.
"Yes." She could see clearly that his concern for His Highness and anxiety about His Highness's illness came from the bottom of his heart, and it was impossible to pretend.
With Yu Wang taking care of His Highness, she and Ruyi can rest assured.
It's just that she has to stay in the palace.
After waiting for half an hour, Imperial Physicians Li, Qiao and other imperial physicians arrived one after another to examine Murong Ci one by one.
Imperial Physician Shen asked them solemnly: "Are you adults diagnosed?"
Murong Yu and Qin Ruo waited anxiously, "Tell me quickly."
Doctor Li was hesitating to speak, but obviously he hadn't diagnosed the disease yet, "His Royal Highness seems to be poisoned, but he doesn't seem to be."
Doctor Qiao said: "His Royal Highness's illness is really strange. Judging from the pulse condition, we can't see any lesions."
Shen Da said: "My lord, let the officials and others discuss it first."
Murong Yu waved his hand to ask them to discuss, so the six imperial physicians talked one by one, and gradually turned into an argument, all of them blushed.
"His Royal Highness is unconscious, his face is blue, could it be that he is terminally ill?" Doctor Li said that even he was startled.
"His Royal Highness should be suffering from cold and evil."
"His Royal Highness should have been poisoned by an unheard of strange poison."
"Could it be that His Royal Highness was invaded by the God of Plague and got some kind of terrible and mysterious disease?"
"Is there any disease that has symptoms like His Highness the Crown Prince's?" Imperial Physician Qiao asked back.
The six imperial physicians were arguing endlessly, and there was no result after arguing for a long time, Murong Yu heard one head and two big, and stopped them.
Master Shen said earnestly: "The most important thing right now is to wake up His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."
Doctor Qiao said: "Master Shen, your acupuncture skills are the best in the Tai Hospital. Even if you can't save His Highness, let alone us."
This is a big truth.
Murong Yu frowned, his eyes were full of dark tides, "Is there really nothing you can do?"
All the imperial physicians bowed their heads one after another, not daring to say anything, there was really no other way.
Qin Ruo begged: "My lords, you should work out a prescription together, and first wake up His Highness."
They looked at each other in blank dismay, and then said: "The lower officials have little talent and learning, and the lower officials are incompetent."
Murong Yu's sword eyebrows are like the sword of Guanghan Kyushu, shooting out a cold and evil air.
He recruited Steward Lin, "Go to all the streets in the city to post notices and look for famous doctors. As long as the patients are cured, they will be rewarded with a thousand taels of silver."
Butler Lin hurried over, first asked someone to write a few notices, and then posted them overnight.
Suddenly, a person rushed in, "My lord, I suddenly remembered that I saw a record in an ancient book a few days ago, which was similar to the symptoms of His Royal Highness, but I couldn't remember which ancient book it was for a while."
This person is Ma Dong.
"Go find it quickly." Murong Yu's black eyes flashed a gleam of joy.
"There are quite a few ancient books collected by my subordinates, there are about hundreds of them. It may take some time to find them." Ma Dong said.
"You, and you, go look for him together." Murong Yu casually pointed to the two imperial physicians.
The two assigned imperial physicians did not dare to object, and immediately followed Ma Dong.
Doctor Qiao suddenly said: "My lord, what the man said just now, I also remembered that I saw a record of people falling asleep in a medical book. That medical book should be in the imperial hospital. I will go to the imperial hospital right now." Find the hospital."
Murong Yu nodded, and Imperial Physician Qiao left in a hurry.
The rest of the imperial physicians, headed by Mr. Shen, waited in the wing room. If His Highness the Crown Prince's condition changes sharply, they can treat him immediately.
Murong Yu went to tell Steward Lin a few things. Qin Ruo stood by the bed, her eyes glistening with tears, and she clasped her hands and prayed to the sky: "God, let Your Highness get better soon, please. Your Highness is kind and generous." , never did anything bad, and didn't deserve this fate. God, do you hear me begging?"
Murong Ci fell asleep peacefully, completely unconscious.
The blue color on her small face gradually deepened, and the upper and lower eyelids of her eyes also slowly turned blue.
Not long after, Murong Yu walked in and ordered: "Go and guard the door, don't allow anyone to come in."
Qin Ruo nodded, wiped away her tears and stood guard at the entrance of the bedroom.
Murong Yu sat on the side of the bed, holding her little hand and staring at her, his eyes trembling slightly, filled with traces of grief.
Ah Ci, I won't let you sleep, I won't let you scare me
Ah Ci, just take it as I beg you, wake up quickly, okay
Ah Ci, no matter what you ask, I promise you, as long as you wake up
He kissed the back of her cold hand, and suddenly realized that her hand was terribly cold, so he hurriedly checked her temperature, fortunately, her temperature was still normal.
He breathed hot air on her hands and rubbed them, hoping they would be warmer.
The cold air rose from the soles of his feet, and he had never been so afraid as before. He has been in the army for half his life, and has been on the battlefield for more than 20 years. He has killed countless enemies. He has experienced no matter how difficult or desperate the situation is. He has never looked at the world so helplessly as he is now. Yes, it has never been impossible. For him, there is only one possibility of failure: he doesn't bother to do it.
However, at this moment, he felt deeply flustered.
People are so fragile, you can't tell when they will leave you, and you can't hold them with all your strength.
Now that Ah Ci is critically ill and cannot even be diagnosed, it was only then that Murong Yu realized that he was incompetent, that he couldn't even keep his beloved woman.
How can the pain of thousands of arrows pierce the heart be compared to watching the woman you love suffer from illness and you can't do anything
Qin Ruo had a nightmare, dreaming that His Highness floated into the sky and disappeared. She woke up suddenly and found herself leaning against the corner and fell asleep.
It turned out to be dawn.
She rushed to the bed and saw Yu Wang lying on the bedside and fell asleep. His Highness was still the same, sleeping like death.
Suddenly, she widened her eyes, shook him and exclaimed: "My lord, wake up, the blue color on the lower part of the Highness is heavier than before, and the surroundings of the eyes are also blue."
Murong Yu woke up immediately, as expected, Ah Ci's entire face was blue, as if covered with a layer of blue rouge, very scary.
"Quickly pass on Lord Shen and the others." He said anxiously.
"I'm going now, servant." Qin Ruo hurried away.
Master Shen and the others rested in the guest room, and rushed over immediately after hearing Qin Ruo's message.
Several people examined Murong Ci one after another, and they came to the same conclusion as last night: the pulse condition could not detect the focus of the disease, and it was impossible to diagnose the disease.
"My lord, the cyan color on the lower part of the Prince's Highness is getting heavier and heavier, which means that the situation is getting worse." Master Shen's voice was full of self-blame, "I'm ashamed, Xiaguan and others discussed last night until four o'clock and still haven't made any progress." Diagnosis."
"I hope Master Qiao can find the record in the medical book."
"Lord Shen, why don't you give your Highness another injection."
Murong Yu agreed, Master Shen took out the needle bag, and pricked a few more big acupuncture points this time. However, like last night, Murong Ci only moved a few times uncomfortably, and then fell asleep again.