The noble concubine could not help but ask the judge, "Isn't the Prince of Liang suffering from epilepsy? How could it be so serious? I have heard of epilepsy, and there are many cases among the people."
Although epilepsy is a rare disease, it is often heard among the people. It shouldn't be so serious.
The judge explained, "To answer your Highness's question, if epilepsy is handled well, it will be fine, but if it is not handled well, there will be many sequelae. In fact, many people with epilepsy died of suffocation on the spot. As for your Highness's serious condition, it is because of continuous seizures in a short period of time..." He paused, thinking of Zi'an's words, and continued, "In addition, when Prince Liang had an attack, his saliva or blood choked into his trachea and lungs, causing lung infection and failure, and he couldn't breathe, which made his condition serious."
Outside the palace, Zi'an stayed by King Liang's side and massaged his legs. When epilepsy occurs, the body becomes tense and the muscles cannot relax. This discomfort can be relieved through proper massage.
King Liang still had difficulty breathing. Zi'an tried several times to take out the needle bag and give him acupuncture, but as Murong Jie had not agreed yet, she did not dare to act rashly. After all, Murong Jie was the only one who supported her now.
She secretly glanced at Murong Jie, who was sitting on the armchair outside the pavilion. The curve of his profile was very cold and hard, with clear lines, but his expression could not be seen clearly. However, he did not even look at the palace door. Zi'an guessed that he did not care at all about what the Empress Dowager and the Queen were discussing inside, because he had already made a decision, and this decision would not be changed.
"Xia Zian!" King Liang called him, panting.
Zi'an picked up a handkerchief and gently fanned him, "Your Highness, your servant is here."
"You..." King Liang swallowed his saliva and tried hard to raise his head. However, his neck was fixed and he could not raise his head. He could only hold the edge of the bed with both hands and barely moved his head slightly. "You regret the engagement, is it because... you hate me?"
Zi'an shook his head, "No, I don't know you, so how could I hate you? I just don't want to be used by others."
She could speak frankly to King Liang because the regret of the engagement had already happened. If she made too many excuses, people would think she was hypocritical, especially since the Regent was listening beside her.
King Liang's head sank, and a smile slowly rose on his pale face, a smile of satisfaction, "That's good, I forgive you."
Zi'an looked at him in surprise. He said he forgave her? This regret was such a huge blow to him, and it made him lose face. He said he forgave her
Would the violent, overbearing and ferocious King Liang in the legend be so easy to talk to
"Will I die?" King Liang asked again, but he didn't seem to care too much.
When King Liang asked this question, Murong Jie also turned around and looked over. He stared at Zi'an with complicated emotions in his eyes.
Zi'an said seriously: "As your doctor, I will do my best and use every possible means to keep you alive."
"Okay!" King Liang did not ask any more questions. He did not show much trust in Zi'an. He just like every dying person, he would hold on to the hope of life, even if this hope seemed impossible in his cognition.
His eyes slowly closed and he murmured something in a voice so soft that it was almost inaudible.
But Zi'an heard it. Hearing these words, she was caught off guard and felt like she was being stabbed in the heart, the most painful part of her heart. She almost couldn't hold back her tears.
She clearly heard the words he said, "Whether you live or die, not many people care. In this kind of life, living and dying are the same."
Zi'an has been so lonely in her past and present lives. It was like this in her past life and it is also like this in this life. Does anyone care whether she is alive or dead
She held back her tears and whispered, "It's better to be alive than dead. When alive, there is hope. When dead, everything is gone."
King Liang didn't say anything, but his expression was deathly calm, as if he was ready to welcome the arrival of death.
His breathing was still difficult. He used all his strength to take a breath, but he couldn't breathe completely, so his face slowly turned blue and purple.
The door of the Changsheng Palace opened, and the Queen and others walked out.
The Queen Mother came over, glanced at Murong Jie indifferently, and said disappointedly: "In my heart, you have always been rational and smart, but this time you made a very disappointing decision. You will regret this decision for the rest of your life, and you must also bear the responsibility for this decision."
Murong Jie did not raise his eyes, and said calmly: "Mother, everyone must take responsibility for the decisions they make. Since I have decided to let Xia Zian treat Axin, no matter what the result is, I will take responsibility."
The Queen Mother looked at him sadly, tears welling up in her eyes. "It's a pity that your arrogance has caused my grandson to suffer so much. I only ask you to let him go in peace at this last moment and don't torment him."
Murong Jie didn't say anything, his face shrouded in gloom. The Queen Mother's words made him feel a little panic. He subconsciously glanced at Zi'an, and Zi'an gave him a confident look.
Zi'an didn't know why she had to do this, but, but, a man who should have been resolute shouldn't have such an expression. She would definitely try her best.
Everything that Zi'an had planned outside the palace began to go off track. Many things did not develop as she expected. This is probably what it means when people say that things are unpredictable. Once something happens, it is no longer controllable by humans. God will arrange everything.
All she could do was accept everything calmly.
The Empress Dowager and the Noble Concubine left. The Queen walked up step by step, sat in front of Prince Liang's couch, reached out and stroked Prince Liang's face. Seeing that he was having such difficulty breathing, her heart was broken.
The proud head before gradually lowered. She looked at Zi'an with a desperate impulse in her eyes, "Use all your methods to save him. If you can't save him, don't let her feel so uncomfortable."
Zi'an nodded, "Don't worry, Queen, I owe you this, and I will do everything I can to save you."
King Liang suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Zi'an, frowning slightly. He said with difficulty: "Xia Zi'an, you don't owe me anything. You are not the one I should have married. I dragged you into this for no reason. I should say sorry to you."
After he finished speaking, he took a few more breaths and looked at the queen, "Mother, I have never asked you for anything in my life. If I die... promise me two things."
He spoke with great difficulty, like a dying person using all his strength to speak, his words were intermittent, as if once he let out a breath he could never breathe back in.
When the queen heard this, her face turned even paler. She suppressed her grief and stroked the face of the King of Liang. "Not to mention two, even if it's a hundred, your mother will agree to it. But don't talk too much now, take a rest."
Prince Liang smiled palely, "First, promise your son not to be too sad. Second, don't vent your anger on Xia Zian. She did nothing wrong. Both her and your son were helpless."
(End of this chapter)