Upon hearing Princess Bingqing's request, Doctor Zhao looked embarrassed.

Yang Ruoqing said: "If you have anything to say, Princess, please don't say it right now. My husband's health is urgent."

"Princess, you have come all the way and you have worked hard. We have arranged an inn for you. Please go and have a rest first!" she said again.

Bingqing said: "I don't live in an inn, I will stay here so that I can visit General Luo conveniently."

Yang Ruoqing curled her lips: "I'm really sorry, the room in the humble residence is limited, and the only guest room has been arranged for Dr. Zhao. I really can't entertain the princess."

"It doesn't matter, my princess..."

Yang Ruoqing had already interrupted Princess Bingqing's words.

"Brother that day, what are you doing in a daze? The princess is tired, why don't you call her back to the inn to rest soon?" Yang Ruoqing then asked that day's song.

Risong came to his senses that day and immediately stepped forward.

"Princess, please!"

Bingqing glared at Yang Ruoqing with a look of reluctance.

On the side, Xiao Yaxue, who had been watching, also said: "Everyone, please go out. Fengtang is a patient. He needs to rest. Just leave Qing'er in the room to take care of him. Let's not disturb him. It will be very bad for his recovery."

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Then, Xiao Yaxue took the lead in leaving the house.

Xiao Yu followed closely behind, and Li Dayer and others came out.

Bingqing saw that everyone had gone out, but she was still staying in the room. It seemed a bit inappropriate.

He glared at Yang Ruoqing again, turned around and left the room angrily.

Doctor Zhao also picked up the medical kit and was about to go out, but Yang Ruoqing left him behind.

"Doctor Zhao, can my husband's illness be cured?" she asked.

Dr. Zhao raised his hand to brush his beard, pondered for a moment, and said: "Please forgive me for being frank. I haven't fully figured out the cause of General Luo's illness yet, so I don't dare to prescribe medicine easily."

"However, I will come back to diagnose him later when he wakes up."

"The cause of General Luo's illness is really strange and complicated. It doesn't look like poisoning or internal injuries."

"I have been practicing medicine for decades, and this is the first time I have encountered such a difficult and complicated disease."

"Mrs. Luo, don't worry. I was entrusted by the princess. Since I came here, I will definitely concentrate on the treatment, but it may take a little longer." He said.

After hearing what Dr. Zhao said, Yang Ruoqing felt that this doctor was very honest.

It is as it should be, without deliberately exaggerating or excessively boasting.

It's good to just say whatever the situation is.

"Okay, with Dr. Zhao's words, the little girl will feel relieved."

"I won't rush you, but I hope you can do your best to save my husband as soon as possible."

After Dr. Zhao went out, Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang were the only two people left in the room.

She sat on the edge of the bed and looked down at Luo Fengtang, who was already asleep sitting there.

His handsome face has become much thinner.

Handsome, still as handsome as ever.

It's just that he lacks the masculinity and wildness of the past, no longer the vitality, and his face is full of withering color.

The vivid things are gone, like a painting sealed in a display window.

"Tangyaozi, you must get better, get better!"

She couldn't help but lean down, put her face on his chest, and put her arms around his waist.

She snuggled into his arms just like she had done countless times before.

It's just a pity that now he is no longer ecstatic about her throwing himself into his arms, let alone raising his hand to caress her hair and calling her "silly girl".

Now, as he sleeps, he is like an unconscious sculpture.

Sadness comes from it.

The famous doctor invited by Princess Bingqing stayed here, arranged in the room next door, and could come over to check on Luo Fengtang's condition at any time.

Except for checking on his condition and leaving the room to eat, drink, and defecate, the old doctor locked himself in the room at other times.

I flipped through a thick stack of medical books and mixed various medicinal materials. The room was filled with the aroma of medicinal herbs.

"It does look like that, but it's been almost a day and I still haven't found out anything about it!"

After dinner, Xiao Yaxue and Tuoba Xian came to Yang Ruoqing's room with Baby Luo in their arms. Xiao Yaxue couldn't help but muttered.

At this time, Luo Fengtang hadn't woken up yet, and Yang Ruoqing was holding Baby Luo in her arms.

Hearing this, he raised his eyes and glanced at Xiao Yaxue.

Xiao Yaxue continued: "I passed by the door of his house earlier, and I gave it a try. The small stoves inside were all boiling medicine. When will I be able to brew up the medicine for Feng Tang's disease?"

Yang Ruoqing said nothing.

Indeed, when Dr. Zhao went to the toilet earlier, she went to the door of his house and took a few glances.

It really looks like a chemistry doctor's room inside.

"Since he is a famous doctor invited by Princess Bingqing, and he works specifically for the Nanwang Palace, he must have some ability." Yang Ruoqing said.

He held Baby Luo and stepped on his legs to let her exercise the strength of her calves.

Bian then said to Xiao Yaxue: "We just arrived today, don't rush or rush us, just wait patiently. As long as we figure out the right medicine, everything will be worth it."

On the side, Tuoba Xian nodded: "Qing'er is right. Since we have invited others to diagnose, we must give them enough trust."

Xiao Yaxue said: "We didn't invite this. It was brought here by some princess."

"Hey, Qing'er, speaking of this princess, I can't help but gossip with you,"

Xiao Yaxue came closer, "Am I overthinking it? Why do I feel that the princess has other plans for Feng Tang?"

Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment, then the corners of her lips twitched, revealing a helpless curve.

On the side, Tuoba Xian observed Yang Ruoqing's expression, and then drank Xiao Yaxue in a low voice.

"Stop gossiping. How long has it been since you started talking about this?"

Faced with Tuoba Xian's warning, Xiao Yaxue quickly shut up knowingly.

This lady, who looks gentle and amiable, is the eldest princess of Daliao.

Here, Xiaoyu is not sure about Tuoba Xian's true identity, because Yang Ruoqing told her that Tuoba Xian is Luo Fengtang's godmother.

So, Xiaoyu snorted and took over the conversation.

"Mrs. Xian, don't scold Sister Yaxue."

"Sister Yaxue guessed right, that Princess Bingqing is not a good bird."

"In the past, before Qing'er and Tang Yazi got married, she always liked to cling to us, Tang Yazi."

"One time, with the help of Prince Nan's banquet, he detained Tang Yazi in Prince Nan's Mansion, and also sent someone to use Tang Yazi's name to break off the engagement with our Qing'er," Xiaoyu said.

"Ah? Is there such a thing?" Xiao Yaxue opened her eyes wide in surprise.

"Isn't it too arrogant to steal someone else's husband?" Xiao Yaxue asked again and glanced at Tuoba Xian.

Tuoba Xian also frowned slightly.

Xiao Yaxue then asked Xiao Yu: "Why is she? Just because she is the princess, she is superior to others?"
Chapter completed!