"But, there is no news at all."

Fang Ping said, and muttered softly again: "Wai Liang, it turns out that he was born in the army with the emperor. After so many years, he wouldn't he betray the emperor, right?"

“…”

"If even he betrays the Emperor, then"

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Wang Baizhi stopped him: "Don't talk nonsense until the truth of this matter is found out."

Fang Ping hurriedly shrank his neck.

He whispered: "Yes."

Wang Baizhi frowned and only looked at Gu Yiyou who was unconscious.

The room was very quiet. At this time, another dry murmur sounded. Fang Ping hurriedly approached and said, "Young Master Gu is calling Mr. Tong's name again."

“…”

“It’s all this night.”

“…”

"I wonder if Mr. Tong is still alive. I'm afraid that his hand is his. It may have fallen into the hands of the bandit."

"Okay!"

Wang Baizhi interrupted him, looked at Gu Yiyou again, frowned and said, "I will definitely wake him up. As soon as he wakes up, everything will be clear."

"yes."

Wang Baizhi sighed again, and then said to Fang Ping: "You just watch it here, don't doze off. If Mr. Gu has any movement, please go back and forth to me immediately."

"Sir, this is what you want"

"I want to go back and see where Lord Ye."

"Sir, you didn't close your eyes all night and you were going to visit Lord Ye again. How can you bear it?"

“It’s okay,”

Wang Baizhi waved her hand and said with a flash of eyes: "I want to go back and take a look, it's important."

"What's important..."

Fang Ping was a little confused, and Wang Baizhi didn't say much to him. She gave a few more instructions and turned around and left.

When I walked out, I saw that the Duwei Mansion was full of vigilance.

Looking for Wei Liang is obviously the top priority now.

But this kind of thing is not something that an imperial physician can interfere.

Wang Baizhi hurried back to Ye Zheng's room and saw Ran Xiaoyu feeding him medicine. As before, there was no improvement. No matter how careful she was, she vomited more medicine and drank less.

But Ran Xiaoyu, who is in a hot temper, has no impatientness at all. On the contrary, she is extremely patient.

Wang Baizhi walked over: "Miss Xiaoyu."

"Mr. Wang."

Ran Xiaoyu wiped Ye Zheng's mouth, then stood up and asked, "Has the sir just returned from Mr. Gu?"

"Well, you know, too."

"I have heard of it and am about to go over and see the concubine."

"The Empress is indeed very sad. Miss Xiaoyu has always been kind to the Empress. You go over and comfort me, and it is also good for her fetus."

Ran Xiaoyu nodded, then turned around and walked out.

When she walked away, Wang Baizhi turned around, walked to the bed, and diagnosed Ye Zheng's meridians for a while.

Then, he walked to the cabinet on the other side.

This is where he pounds and grinds the medicinal materials these days, and is filled with bottles and jars. Ran Xiaoyu is not pharmacological and does not understand what he is doing. However, when he cleans up every day, he will still wipe the table clean, but he just doesn't move his things.

Wang Baizhi picked up one of the bottles.

Inside it was he soaked half of the pill given by the imperial concubine with a potion, and tried the properties of the medicine. If he couldn't try it out, he would think of other half, and he would think of other solutions.

At this time, he opened the bottle plug and saw that his eyes were wide open.
Chapter completed!