Upon hearing that the young prince was suffering from severe abdominal pain, the Imperial Hospital immediately dispatched six imperial physicians to the scene.
The white-bearded imperial physician was the first to take the prince's pulse. After taking the pulse, he felt the prince's stomach and then asked Yu Yiman:
"May I ask, Princess, how is the young master's diet on a daily basis?"
Yu Yiman replied, "It was very irregular. I ate almost whenever I was hungry, and I only ate meat."
The imperial physician stroked his beard, discussed the matter with the other five imperial physicians for a while, and then began to write down the prescription.
As he wrote, he said, "The Crown Prince's bloating is caused by long-term improper diet. The fact that it's so bloated means there must be a lot of gas accumulating in his body."
"The prince's complexion is already very bad. If he doesn't expel the toxins, it may become more serious and endanger his life."
"I will quickly write a prescription to help the young master regulate his bowels and then nourish him with medicinal food, so he can gradually recover."
After the imperial physicians finished writing the prescription, they took out a few laxative pills from their medicine box and gave them to Huyan Xiaozhe. Then, the imperial physicians went back to the Imperial Hospital to get the medicine and prepare it.
After everyone left, Yu Yiman said seriously to Hu Yanxiaoze:
"After you take your medicine, go to the toilet. If you're still picky about food in the future, you can wait to choose your own coffin."
Huyan Xiaozhe nodded repeatedly in fright, no longer daring to be picky about food.
Yu Yiman sat down and slowly sipped her tea.
Actually, she had always known that Huyan Xiaozhe was a picky eater, but she was just too lazy to care.
If it weren't for the fact that the situation has become more serious, Yu Yiman would still just say a few words without any real concern.
After the imperial physician brought over the prepared medicine, Yu Yiman had a maid serve Hu Yanzhe the medicine.
It was already late at night, and Yu Yiman was already sleepy, but she was in the Longyuan Kingdom's palace, and the crown prince was sick, so she, as his nominal mother, could not be absent.
She also had to put on the act of a loving mother.
Yu Yiman stayed by Hu Yanxiao's side, waiting for the effects of the drug to take hold.
But Huyan Xiaozhe's brows furrowed more and more tightly, his hands gripping the fabric of his stomach tightly, groaning in pain.
"It hurts! It hurts so much! Mom, my stomach...it's getting more and more painful..."
A sense of unease flashed through Yu Yiman's heart. She pointed to Huyan Xiaozhe's belly and said to Fu Yun:
"Fuyun, look, isn't his belly a little bigger than before?"
Fu Yun had long been aware of this problem, but she always thought she was seeing things. She never expected that the young prince's belly was really getting bigger and bigger.
Fu Yun's palms were sweating as she said anxiously to Yu Yiman, "Princess, the Crown Prince has already taken the medicine prescribed by the imperial physician, but why isn't he getting better? In fact, he's getting worse."
Yu Yiman felt a surge of anger and slammed her hand on the table, shattering the teacups on the floor.
"Summon all those useless imperial physicians!"
"Fuyun, write a letter to Huyan Sai right now and tell him to come to Longyuan Kingdom immediately, in case anything happens to the Crown Prince."
Fu Yun nodded and immediately went to prepare.
The Imperial Hospital sent several more people, and the white-bearded imperial physician practically tumbled and crawled into Fuyang Palace.
The imperial physicians took turns examining Huyan Xiaoze's pulse.
In the end, we came to the same conclusion as before—bloating caused by picky eating.
However, the imperial physicians were completely baffled. Even though the prince's bloating was much more severe than ordinary bloating, it shouldn't have worsened without any relief after increasing the dosage of medicine.
What exactly happened?
"How about we increase the dosage for the Crown Prince?" suggested one of the imperial physicians.
The senior, white-bearded imperial physician immediately rejected his suggestion.
"No, increasing the dosage further will have the opposite effect."
Finally, the royal physicians decided to first apply moxibustion to the prince's abdomen to regulate his qi and see if it could help him have a bowel movement.
The palace was busy all night, and it was already dawn, but Huyan Xiaozhe still hadn't had a bowel movement.
"Mother, am I...am I going to die?" Hu Yanxiaoze was numb with pain, his handsome and cute face was pale, and he spoke weakly to Yu Yiman.
Yu Yiman spent a sleepless night with him, unable to answer his questions.
Given the current situation, it seems that he is beyond cure no matter what.
The imperial physicians nearby kept flipping through medical books, trying to find a treatment.
Hu Yanzhe reached out his hand to Yu Yiman.
Yu Yiman stared at the small hand reaching out to her, momentarily stunned.
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