Without giving King Rui a chance to reply, he took the child away. He appeared to be calm, but he was still anxious in his heart. The child had been in a state of unconsciousness since he brought him to his side.

Little Jiajia, covered in mud, leaned in Zhou Qingyun's arms, feeling like she was dreaming. She did not faint, but was relieved. She had always thought that she would die today. At that time, she thought that it would be good if she died, so that she would not have to suffer in the future.

Did she really escape from that den of wolves? Would she never be beaten again?

The little child didn't know what this meant, but she knew that her brother would definitely not beat her. As long as she was hardworking and obedient enough, that would be enough.

When Zhou Qingyun went out and took the child to his bedroom, the imperial physician was already waiting for the child in the bedroom. He started treating the child as soon as he arrived.

These imperial doctors all knew what to do and what to say. When they were treating the child, they looked at each other in confusion, unable to believe that this was their own eyes. Finally, they held their breath for a long time and finally discussed and wrote out a prescription, a life-saving prescription. The child's injuries were too serious and there was no way to treat him slowly, so he had to save his life first.

Then, a pediatric expert who was most suitable for treating children gave the child an acupuncture, temporarily saving her life. Perhaps because he had been treating children all the time, he had a special kind of care for them. Doctor Xia finally couldn't help himself and directly told her the child's condition.

"Your Highness, this child is too young. Because she has suffered multiple severe blows, her spleen has been damaged. Even if she is cured now, her life span will be affected. She is too young and her kidneys have not yet fully developed. Even with medicine, she cannot be cured.