Ling Luo didn't expect this to be the case.
"As long as it can be cured, the conditions are up to you." No matter what the reason was, Ling Luo didn't want anything to happen to his child.
All the doctors looked at each other and said helplessly: "We can only do our best."
They were guaranteed to be completely cured, and in this case, they couldn't tell because the child was delayed after all.
"Now it's time to find a way to get rid of the fever." Ling Luo looked at the child on the bed worriedly, his brows furrowed tightly.
"Of course." The doctors replied to Ling Luo with a few words, and then began to get busy.
Ling Luo kept looking at the child on the bed and Xiao Zixuan beside the bed.
Although this woman has many bad qualities, at this time, her face looked a little haggard and her brows were tightly knitted, as if something was bothering her.
He reached out and rubbed his eyebrows, maybe this woman wasn't that miserable after all.
"Don't worry, the child will be fine." For some reason, Ling Luo suddenly spoke to comfort Xiao Zixuan.
Xiao Zixuan was stunned and turned to look at Ling Luo. When she saw him turning his head in embarrassment, she immediately smiled to herself and continued to look at her child.
Seeing the child's red cheeks, chapped lips, and crying softly from time to time, Xiao Zixuan felt that her heart was being squeezed tightly, and she wished she could bear such pain on the child's behalf.
Dip some warm water with a small spoon, and then put it on the child's lips. She has been doing this since she brought the child back.
Every time she saw the child's uncomfortable look, she hated her mother-in-law so much. Why did she treat this little child like this
She said she didn't know, which was just an excuse. With such a maid and a mother-in-law waiting on her, how could she not even know the child had a fever.
And let the child burn for such a long time.
"Master and Madam..." Ming Fang suddenly walked in and whispered something in Ling Luo's ear, but Xiao Zixuan did not hear it clearly.
But Xiao Zixuan knew that the woman definitely had no good intentions.
Ling Luo frowned and looked at the adults and children on the bed and beside the bed: "I'll be back as soon as I go out."
Then he ignored Xiao Zixuan's sarcastic gaze and turned to leave.
After Ling Luo arrived at Mrs. Hou's yard, several of his aunts were chatting with him.
"Madam, I heard that the young master has a severe fever and may not be able to be saved." One of them looked at the person in charge carefully and said hesitantly.
The people on the side raised their lips slightly when they heard this: "Yes, the prince's concubine is really busy at the moment. I heard that she even lost her temper."
Mrs. Hou Ye's face darkened as she listened to these women talking to each other about these things.
After all, the child is still her grandson. Because of her, the child's life and death are unknown now.
"That's enough, shut up. If you have time to talk about this, you might as well think about how to make the prince favor you and conceive an heir as soon as possible." Mrs. Marquis slammed the table heavily and said angrily.
They are all a bunch of losers. It has been almost a year and no one is pregnant yet.
"Mom, why did you call me here?" Ling Luo didn't want to listen any more, so he walked in and frowned impatiently.
When Madam Hou saw Ling Luo coming over, the anger on her face disappeared and was replaced by deep affection.
"Luo'er is here."
"What's the matter, Mom? If nothing happens, I'll go check on the child." Ling Luo frowned.
When Mrs. Hou heard this, she frowned: "It's not dead anymore. Why are you going to see it? It's better to give birth to a new one as soon as possible."
As soon as these words came out, Ling Luo frowned: "Mom, what are you talking about? That is not only the young master of our Lingwuhou Mansion, but also the young cousin of Prince Xiao's Mansion. If something happens to him, you I think Prince Xiao will let it go."
His mother usually looks pretty good, but why can't she see so clearly now? What do you mean she can't die? Doesn't she like this child very much? How could you say such a thing now
He glanced at the women with vague eyesight.