Chapter 33 Life is at stake!

She knew her daughter's asthma had recurred.

At this moment, Rong Qingyue was extremely nervous and shook her daughter's arm, "Xi'er, don't scare your mother!"

Murong Xi had an asthma attack a few days ago. She stayed by her daughter's bedside for five whole days and finally managed to stabilize her daughter's condition.

She originally thought her daughter's asthma had improved, but who would have thought that it would relapse.

Xue Youli looked at Murong Xi's increasingly pale face and held Rong Qingyue's hand, "Empress Rong, don't shake the little princess!"

As she spoke, she placed her other hand directly on Murong Xi's pulse and took her pulse.

Rong Qingyue looked at Xue Youli's actions and asked nervously, "Lady Xue, what are you doing?"

Xue Youli did not want to expose her medical skills in front of so many people, but judging from the little princess's pulse, she should be suffering from severe asthma.

If rescue is not provided immediately, there may be danger to life!

Xue Youli did not hesitate and quickly took out a handkerchief from his sleeve. Then he picked up the teapot from the table and poured a cup of hot water into the empty teacup.

Then she covered the rim of the cup with a handkerchief, helped Murong Xi sit up, and put the cup under her nose.

The warm mist of the tea penetrated the handkerchief and slowly seeped into Murong Xi's nostrils.

The concubines were frightened when they saw Murong Xi suddenly fall to the ground.

At this moment, they looked at Xue Youli who was operating like a tiger, their faces full of confusion and doubt.

"What did Lady Xue mean by putting the teacup under the little princess's nose? Is it a ritual?"

"Why do I feel like Lady Xue is treating the little princess's asthma?"

"You're overthinking it, aren't you? Every time the little princess has an asthma attack, even the imperial physician finds it difficult to deal with her. How capable is Lady Xue to treat the little princess?"

"If anything happens to the little princess, Lady Xue can't afford it even if she sacrifices her life!"

"Empress Rong, the little princess's asthma attack is no joke, you'd better stop Lady Xue as soon as possible!"

Listening to the chatter of these women, Rong Qingyue turned to look at Xue Youli, her eyes wavering a little.

She had been taking care of her daughter for five years and had never seen any doctor treat an illness in such a strange way.

However, when she saw Xue Youli's focused and serious expression, she hesitated again...

Her daughter's condition is critical, and now she can only choose to trust Xue Youli.

"Shut up! Before the imperial physician comes, anyone who dares to say one more word to disturb Lady Xue will be severely punished!"

Everyone heard that Rong Qingyue was planning to hand her daughter's life over to Xue Youli, a layman who knew nothing about medicine.

Forget it, mothers don’t care about their daughters’ life or death, so why should they worry about it?

So everyone kept quiet and just watched quietly.

Xue Youli half-knelt on the ground and whispered to the little person in her arms, "Little princess, don't be afraid. Come, follow me and breathe in and out slowly... Very good, breathe in again, and breathe out again."

Murong Xi's eyelashes trembled, and she opened her eyes weakly and stared at Xue Youli.

Encouraged by Xue Youli, she imitated Xue Youli's breathing movements, taking a deep breath and then exhaling.

The hot steam from the teacup was inhaled into the little girl's nose through the handkerchief, moistening her throat.

After a while, Murong Xi's wheezing symptoms were relieved.

Rong Qingyue watched the color on her daughter's face gradually return, and the heart that had risen to her throat slowly fell back to its normal state.

"Xi'er, how do you feel? Are you feeling better?"

Murong Xi looked at Rong Qingyue in a daze. His big black and white eyes blinked a few times before his gaze slowly focused. "Mother, I'm much better."

Only then did Rong Qingyue breathe a sigh of relief.

She hugged her daughter into her arms and said, "It's okay, it's okay."

The concubines nearby were so shocked that they couldn't help but talk about it in a low voice.

"How is this possible? Was the little princess really cured by Lady Xue?"

"If you ask me, she is just lucky! If asthma is so easy to cure, why can't those doctors cure the little princess?"

"The doctors in the Imperial Hospital are all experts in medicine. How could they not be better than Lady Xue?"

At this time, Doctor Cheng from the Imperial Hospital came to Rong Qingyue with a medicine box in hand. "Madam Rong, I heard that the little princess's asthma has recurred. Please ask Rong Weichen to diagnose and treat the little princess."

However, when Doctor Cheng looked at Murong Xi, he found that the boy looked normal and did not look like he was having an asthma attack at all.

So he immediately reached out his hand to check the little princess's pulse, "Madam Rongfei, the little princess is in good health now."

Everyone was stunned for a moment.

Imperial Physician Cheng is an expert in medicine. If he says the little princess is fine, then she is fine.

So, Xue Youli can actually cure diseases?

Xue Qingyao had never expected that the plan she had carefully laid out not only failed to make Concubine Rong hate Xue Youli, but instead gave Xue Youli a chance to perform in front of everyone.

Now Concubine Rong owes Xue Youli another favor, and their relationship is likely to take a step further.

Doctor Cheng turned his gaze and landed on the little princess' shoulder. His expression froze. "Madam Rong, the little princess has a serious asthma problem. She should be kept away from these flowers and plants. Look, there is pollen on her body. The asthma problem must have been caused by the pollen."

Concubine Rong followed Doctor Cheng's line of sight and looked over Murong Xi's shoulder, and sure enough, she saw a lot of pollen on her daughter's clothes.

This amount of pollen doesn't look like the product of a child's play.

Her eyes suddenly turned cold, "Caixia, how do you take care of the little princess? I have reminded you many times not to let the little princess touch flowers and plants!"

The imperial doctors had warned her more than once that pollen could easily trigger Murong Xi's asthma, so she seldom let her daughter visit the garden.

However, yesterday Murong Xi heard that Xue Youli would also attend the flower viewing banquet, so she begged Rong Qingyue to come along. She begged for a long time, and Rong Qingyue was so pestered by her daughter that she had no choice but to agree.

She didn't expect that Murong Xi would get into trouble just when he was out of her sight for a short while.

Caixia immediately knelt in front of her, "Your Majesty, when I took the little princess on the swing, I deliberately avoided the flower garden! But the little princess had an asthma attack, and I am responsible for it. Please punish me, Your Majesty!"

Caixia was Rong Qingyue's maid who came with her as a dowry. She had been with her for many years and had taken care of the little princess for nearly five years. It was impossible for her to make such a low-level mistake.

So the pollen thing is most likely man-made!

What the imperial physician said just now made Xue Youli doubt the origin of the pollen in Murongxi's body.

She flipped through the book of secrets and immediately found the cat stuff.

In order to frame her, Xue Qingyao didn't even care about the life or death of the little princess. What a vicious method!

Murong Xi's asthma was so severe that if she had hesitated for a moment, the little princess would have been in danger of death.

Xue Youli was just planning to find an opportunity to teach Xue Qingyao a lesson, but Xue Qingyao preemptively called out, "Huh? Why is there pollen on Sister Xue's shoulder?"