Gu Sanlang and Doctor Song walked into the yard.
Doctor Song thought of something and said with a worried look on his face, "Normally, the little doctor would come over every day at noon, but he didn't come yesterday. He has closer contact with the prince."
"The little genius doctor won't..."
When Zhao Yong heard him say that, the sky seemed to fall, tears kept falling, and he shook his head and said, "No, Ruanruan will be fine."
In his heart, Ruanruan is a god-like existence, the one who gives him hope every time he is despair.
Ruanruan is his best friend besides his brother.
His brother is like this, if Ruanruan is like this too, he will be heartbroken!
Woo woo woo…
"I'm just guessing. Maybe the young doctor was delayed by something else, so he didn't come..." Doctor Song saw that the two people in front of him, one big and one small, were staring at him, so he closed his mouth while speaking.
"Don't say such discouraging words. The little doctor has great powers and is blessed by God. He should be fine." Gu Sanlang said.
"That's right." Zhao Yong nodded in agreement.
"Ruanruan is a little fairy, she will be fine."
Ruanruan will definitely be fine!
He kept telling himself this in his mind.
"This vase must be taken to my brother. Only my brother can get in touch with the little fairy, and the little fairy will definitely protect my brother." Zhao Yong picked up the vase from the ground, took a step and was about to run out, muttering to himself.
"Young master, just ask someone to take it over. You don't have to go over there." Doctor Song saw that he was so anxious and quickly stopped him.
Zhao Yong stopped in his tracks when he heard this. Yes, his brother is sick now, so he can’t be sick, otherwise his father and mother will be worried.
He called the servants outside the courtyard and asked them to deliver the vase to Zhao Chengqian.
After doing all this, Zhao Yong and the guards obediently returned to their room.
As for the Prince of Jin, when he entered Zhao Chengqian's yard, he saw someone coming out of the house carrying a copper basin with a white towel in it.
He pushed open the door and saw Princess Jin sitting on the edge of the bed. Her eyes were red and she was applying a wet handkerchief to Zhao Chengqian's forehead.
Zhao Chengqian, lying on the bed, had a flushed face. He gritted his teeth and let out an unbearable groan, and each breath was heavy.
"Mother...mother..."
"It hurts so much... Mom... It hurts so much..." Maybe he was sick, he no longer acted like a prince as usual, and he would not put on a stern face in front of outsiders.
At this moment, he seemed to be just a ten-year-old child who needed his parents' care. The illness broke the most fragile line of defense in his heart.
"Mom is here, godson, mom is here." Princess Jin held his little hand, which was also burning hot, and there were even small red spots on his arm like prickly heat.
"Yue Niang." Prince Jin walked over.
"Your Highness." Princess Jin looked up at the Prince of Jin who came in with tears in her eyes.
Seeing her sad and distressed look, the King of Jin reached out to hug her, but then thought of something and withdrew his hand. "My godchild has always been braver than other children. He will be fine."
"I'm here, you go back and rest first."
"But, my son..." Princess Jin looked back at her son and originally wanted to stay to show off.
She frowned, covered her mouth, and coughed violently a few times.
"If Gan'er wakes up and you get sick, what will happen to him and Yong'er?" Prince Jin frowned, feeling worried and blaming himself.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and the person outside said, "Your Highness, it's time for the prince to take his medicine."
"Come in." King Jin said coldly.
Cuilan walked in wearing a veil and holding a tray in her hand, and bent down to bow to King Jin.
"Give me the thing." King Jin waved his hand at her.
"Take the princess away and don't let her come near this room."
Cuilan stepped forward and handed the tray to Prince Jin. Then she glanced at Princess Jin beside her and whispered, "Princess, let's go down first and let the prince have a good rest."
Princess Jin nodded and let Cuilan help her retreat.
The door closed again, and Prince Jin placed the tray on the low table beside the bed, helped Zhao Chengqian up, and fed him medicine and water.
Zhao Chengqian's whole body was burning hot. Prince Jin wiped the sweat off his face with a wet towel. He lowered his eyes and stared at his seriously ill son.
"Your Highness, the young master sent something over, saying it's for the prince." The voice of the servant delivering the message came from outside the door again.
"Come in." King Jin said.
The servant opened the door and brought in the vase.
Prince Jin glanced at the thing in his hand, stared at it for a moment, reached out to take it, and placed it on the inside of Zhao Chengqian's bed.
Then he waved to the servant beside him.
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Ruan Zhuang on the other side.
The next day, Mr. Ruan called his own professional medical team to give Ruanruan a full-body examination.
The doctor stood beside Ruan Ruan's bed and said, "Based on what you just said, we suspect the child was playing outside and contracted some pathogenic bacteria, which led to his current condition."
"This season is the peak season for influenza viruses. There are so many people outside, and children have weak immunity."
"We will first use some antiviral drugs for treatment, and then we will prescribe the right medicine based on the situation after the results come out."
Old Master Ruan looked at the doctor beside him, who was holding a needle and drawing two or three tubes of blood from Ruanruan. Ruanruan, who was usually most afraid of pain, was now lying motionless on the bed.
He felt distressed and said, "Okay, I'll do as you say."
"Mr. Ruan, you must also take safety precautions at home to avoid infection." The doctor beside him, wearing a mask, reminded.
"You also have to take care of your health, otherwise there will be no one to take care of the child."
"Thank you, and thank you for your trouble. When will the result be out?" Mr. Ruan asked.
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