The expression on Xiao Zhihua's face froze slightly, and her outstretched hands froze in mid-air, not knowing whether to put them up or put them down. She felt very awkward.

Han Ying walked around her and came to the bed, scooped up a spoonful of hot medicine, blew on it, and after it cooled a little, he carefully handed it to the man's lips.

When Concubine Tong saw this, her brows suddenly frowned.

Xiao Zhihua does not have the right to serve King Chen, but does Han Ying have it?

Turning around again, he saw Qin Ye standing outside, pulling up his sleeves and about to leave.

She immediately rushed out and said, "Daughter-in-law, your dear husband is waiting for you to feed him medicine here, you are going in the wrong direction!"

Qin Ye: “?”

She is still angry!

Being able to save him was entirely due to following her heart and going against her temper, but she was definitely still angry.

Since his life is no longer in danger, why does he still need her to serve him?

Feed medicine?

Just the right hand.

Everyone’s hand is a hand, so why do you want hers?

She turned around and said to the inside of the house, "Mother, I'll go get him some medicine."

After saying that, I wanted to leave.

"I'll go!" Concubine Tong immediately stood up and took Han Ying's hand. "Daughter-in-law, tell me the prescription. Han Ying and I will go get the medicine."

Han Ying: “???”

She had to stay and serve her master until he woke up, so how could she have the mood to get medicine?

Concubine Tong turned her head and looked at Han Ying with an extremely satisfied look, like a kind elder:

"Han Ying is a very smart little baby. With her following me, I will definitely be able to buy the best quality medicine. When my child wakes up, I will definitely give credit to baby Han Ying."

Han Ying pursed his lips.

It seems that she has to go get some medicine...

Concubine Tong held Xiao Zhihua's right hand again, patted the back of her delicate hand, and cried, "My dear Zhihua, you must make medicine for Prince Chen yourself. You must know that there are many people who want to harm him. What if the bad guys poisoned the medicine..."

"I know this is very hard for you, but I only trust you. I don't trust the medicine made by others!"

She attached great importance to Xiao Zhihua.

Xiao Zhihua didn't want to leave at first, but after hearing what Concubine Tong said, she suddenly felt that she was extremely important. Without saying a word, she ran out and went to boil medicine.

So, Concubine Tong ran away with the two of them.

All the servants ran away.

Hanfeng, Yue'er and the others also left, leaving Qin Ye alone.

Qin Ye wanted to leave but couldn't. He wanted to harden his heart and ignore everything, but when he caught a glimpse of the man's weak breathing and death-like appearance, he couldn't bear it anymore and walked in disobediently.

He picked up the medicine bowl, stirred it, and scooped up a spoonful.

"For the last time..."

The medicine seeped into his thin lips silently, and her voice when she talked to herself was so soft that no one could hear it.

She scooped up another spoonful and fed it slowly.

The medicine was extremely bitter, causing the unconscious man's eyelids to twitch slightly and his brows to twist in pain:

"No……"

He seemed to have had a nightmare, or to be experiencing something. His head shook slightly, resisting something:

"No……"

Qin Ye immediately leaned closer, "Zong Zhengchen? Awake?"

He looked left and right, and seemed not to be awake, but his thin lips were moving, and he was breathing out words in a very soft voice.

She leaned over, put her ear close and listened carefully.

The man's intermittent voice was so hoarse that it was almost inaudible.

She listened carefully for a long time before she could hear the man's coquettish, hoarse voice, saying:

"Don't take medicine..."