Chapter 137 It melted, it melted, Cheng Cheng is a good man again!
Jiang Yanchuan had sharp eyes and could almost see the situation beside the bed before he even got close.
Jiang Zhuolan's lips were stretched apart by an unknown object inside, and a gap of nearly two fingers' width was very obvious.
Several princes looked embarrassed and were trying desperately to wink at him, as if they wanted him to delay a little longer.
Jiang Yingcheng had a thin layer of sweat on his forehead and nose. His eyes were fixed on Jiang Zhuolan's face nervously, not paying any attention to him at all.
To be more specific, he was staring at the unknown object in Jiang Zhuolan's mouth.
I was still muttering to myself.
[Hurry up, hurry up, please ...
Jiang Tinghuai and others: "..."
Jiang Yanchuan: “…”
His feet were stuck here, unable to move forward or backward.
He has to buy time for the little guy.
Just at this moment, the almost crazy Concubine Xuan rushed over.
“Your Majesty!” The desperate mother didn’t care about royal etiquette at all. She knelt on the ground and tightly grabbed the hem of Jiang Yanchuan’s robe. “Please save Zhuo Lan, save Zhuo Lan, Your Majesty!!”
"Zhuo Lan is still so young... He, he can't be in any danger, Your Majesty!"
Jiang Yanchuan subconsciously glanced up at the little girl who was still nervous, but in his heart he relaxed before her.
He leaned over slightly and personally helped Concubine Xuan to a soft chair beside him, and then called Doctor Du to inquire about the situation.
He seemed to be concentrating on listening to Doctor Du's diagnosis report, but in fact most of his attention was focused on the small figure inside.
Jiang Yingcheng turned her head slyly, and after making sure that no one was looking at her, she reached into Jiang Zhuolan's mouth and gently pushed the medicine ball inside.
She put her hands together and talked to the medicine ball: [Squeeze it, let's squeeze it in, a sensible medicine ball should be able to make the patient close his mouth! ]
However, the situation did not improve at all. Jiang Zhuolan's mouth was still open as before, as if mocking her for feeling more sad the harder she tried.
Jiang Yingcheng ran to get a cup of warm water.
The little baby voice was so bitter that it sounded like it was about to cry: [It will melt after a little soaking! ]
After Doctor Du finished speaking, there was no response from Emperor Mingze for a long while, and the palace became much quieter.
Concubine Xuan's heart-wrenching cries were becoming weaker and weaker, and her condition didn't look much better than the one on the bed.
Under such circumstances, the crisp sound of flowing water becomes particularly clear.
Doctor Du looked up bravely, almost frightened to death by the situation in front of him: "Your Highness!!!"
His Royal Highness the Third Prince is still in a coma. Giving him water at this time requires someone with experience in this area to do it!
The sudden scream startled several princes. Jiang Yingcheng's little hand trembled, and the warm water flowed slowly along the corners of her third brother's lips and into his flowing hair.
[Ahhhhhh——] Jiang Yingcheng screamed madly in her heart, [What should I do? What should I do? What should I do?——Chengcheng is going to be discovered! !]
As she frantically wiped the water off her third brother's lips, she imagined in her mind the scene of being scolded by adults. Her stubborn back looked both obedient and pitiful.
Suddenly, a large hand stretched out from behind her, slowly wiped away all the water stains for her, and then the big hand closed and directly picked her up.
Jiang Yanchuan lowered his eyes and scanned Jiang Zhuolan's face. When he spoke again, his tone could even be described as brisk: "Pulse."
Jiang Yingcheng in his arms shuddered and suddenly buried his head in his shoulder.
There were small gasping sounds in my ears.
The babyish voice was full of the desperation of someone who had been caught doing something bad: [Wuwuwu, brother Tong, see you in the next life...]
Jiang Yanchuan's lips curled slightly, and he had a rare moment of teasing, but he didn't tell her -
The medicine ball had dissolved as soon as the young man stood up, but she was already in his arms at that time and didn't notice it immediately.
Doctor Du was unable to react for a moment, until the emperor opposite him turned his head and glanced at him without any emotion. Then he woke up as if from a dream and hurried over.
Concubine Xuan's expression suddenly became clear, and her tone was unconsciously filled with resentment: "Your Majesty?"
Fearing that it would delay Zhuo Lan's treatment, she dared only to watch from a distance, but that kid actually ran over on his own initiative and secretly fed Zhuo Lan water?!
She knew the young man had good intentions, but this was a matter of life and death, and she was like this -
"How is this possible--" Doctor Du's voice beside the bed was full of surprise, interrupting Concubine Xuan's wild thoughts.
Concubine Xuan's breathing stagnated and she suddenly raised her head.
Doctor Du beside the bed had his eyes wide open, his expression ecstatic, and even his body was trembling slightly.
"How is it possible?" He placed his finger on the Third Prince's pulse again, murmured, "Just now, clearly..."
He was clearly running out of energy, how could he become so stable in the blink of an eye? !
Jiang Yingcheng paused in her heart and slowly raised her head from the shoulder of her handsome father.
[Hmm?] After taking a closer look, she was happy again, [It melted, it melted, Cheng Cheng is a good guy again!]
"Your Majesty, the Third Prince..." Doctor Du stood up trembling, the palpitations from the aftermath of the disaster still not subsiding, "The Third Prince is fine, he just needs to rest for a while, he will definitely recover!"
The moment these words were spoken, the entire Tan Xin Palace fell silent for a moment.
After a while.
"...Really?" Xuan Fei's voice came from behind the few people, mixed with hope, timidity and sudden realization, wrapped in trembling, and rang heavily in everyone's ears.
Doctor Du was also very moved: "Of course——"
Before she could finish her words, tears welled up in Concubine Xuan's eyes again. She stumbled towards the bed and was tangled in the hem of her robe several times. It was only because the palace maid behind her supported her in time that she did not fall to the ground.
"Zhuolan..." The trembling fingers touched Jiang Zhuolan's pale face, as if they had both just survived a catastrophe. "It's all mother's fault. It's all mother's fault for not taking good care of you. In the future, mother will definitely..."
The scene was very touching. Even Jiang Tinghuai and the others had tears in their eyes. If they hadn’t heard the young man’s voice—
[Hey, Auntie, you are confused. What Third Brother needs now is not careful care, but stir-fried meat with rattan sticks! ]
[If the third brother hadn't had his second-year syndrome, how could he have always wanted to get rid of the guards, leading to such a disaster today?! ]
[Don’t you have a cane? If you don’t have a cane, then you can speak! Cheng Cheng stole the mother’s cane and gave it to you!!]
Jiang Tinghuai: "..."
Although I don’t know what chuunibyou is, I always feel that the last sentence of the boy is the key point.
[Oh, by the way, where is Han Ying? This bad guy who is in cahoots with the murderer must not let her go! ]
Jiang Tinghuai's eyes suddenly became stern again.
He would certainly not let anyone off easily if she dared to harm his brothers!