Butterfly has fallen into a coma.
Not only that, his whole body was burning hot, and he kept mumbling incoherently, which sounded like the language from Miaojiang, and no one could understand it.
Doctor Luo came out of the house and shook his head.
"She has internal injuries. She may have been poisoned in the past, which is why she is experiencing such a sudden outburst this time."
"The person who tied the bell must untie it. I really can't treat her illness."
Doctor Luo is not a witch doctor, and he has no idea about many things in Miao territory.
Therefore, I didn't dare to make further diagnosis, for fear of delaying Butterfly's condition.
Li Qingluo: "Could it be that Zulia did this?"
Was it the poison she had planted on the butterfly before?
This is the only Miao person around them, but will she still save Butterfly?
"Doctor Luo, can you please keep Butterfly alive first? I'll figure out the rest!"
Doctor Luo: "Yes. However, if no witch doctor can see her within three days, even I can no longer save her life."
Li Qingluo: "Okay, I understand."
Li Qingluo was about to leave when he suddenly thought, "There's one more person. I wonder if Doctor Luo Shen could help me take another look at him?"
Li Qingluo brought Doctor Luo to the front yard and temporarily settled Li Jingchuan in Qingzhu Garden.
Li Qingluo asked someone to light a brazier in the house.
It was almost April, and the temperature of the brazier was so hot that everyone serving in Qingzhu Garden could not bear it. However, for Li Jingchuan, it was finally a complete recovery.
Doctor Luo was also sweating profusely.
After feeling Li Jingchuan's pulse, he asked a few questions: "This young man, did you suffer from cold poison when you were young?"
Li Jingchuan looked at Li Qingluo.
Only then did Li Qingluo retreat.
She stood outside the yard and waited for a long time before Doctor Luo Shen came out wiping the sweat off his face.
"This young master's illness is incurable. If this continues, I'm afraid he won't live more than six months."
Li Qingluo was surprised: "Is this really a disease he developed in childhood?"
Could he really be the baby thrown into the lake?
Doctor Luo Shen sighed, "He refused to speak. He only said that he was born weak and had to take medicine before he even ate. Now, many times the medicine is useless. He is just struggling to survive."
Li Qingluo felt as depressed as a rainy day before a heavy rain.
Wet, sticky and disgusting.
If he is really Li Jingchuan.
Death is indeed more beneficial to the entire General Xiuli Mansion than life.
But……
Isn't he another version of himself in a previous life?
Because of the filthiness of the General's Mansion, he suffered greatly and suffered a lot.
"But... maybe I can give it a try."
Li Qingluo looked up in surprise: "What did you say?"
"I can try, maybe I can save him from dying for a few more years."
Li Qingluo didn't have time to think deeply about what he meant, and immediately said, "If that's the case, please, Senior Luo, help me save Young Master Jingchuan! For the rest of my life, I will treat you like a grandfather and take care of you until the end of your life!"
Luo Fan laughed: "You said it, Luo'er. Do you think I will take it seriously?"
Li Qingluo bowed sincerely and said, "Every word I say is from the heart. I wouldn't dare to lie to you."
Luo Fan laughed heartily again.
When Li Qingluo brought Nanny Deng to Guiyuan, it was already the hour of Xu.
After a while, the mute slave handed her a note and asked her to have dinner here tonight.
Li Qingluo thought, since he was already here, he might as well make a few dishes himself.
As soon as it was done, Duan Rongshi came over smelling the fragrance.
"It seems that you have nothing urgent to do with me?"
Li Qingluo: "Shall we eat first?"
Li Qingluo made the dishes very light because of his own taste today.
The shrimp porridge was particularly fragrant.
Prince Su drank three full bowls.
The first time Li Qingluo saw Duan Rong eat so much of a single dish, she suddenly realized: Does he like seafood? Or porridge?
After eating, Li Qingluo talked about Zulia.
"Your Highness, Butterfly is dying, and I want her to save her life."
Duan Rongshi said, "She's dead."
Li Qingluo: "What did you say?"
Duan Rongshi: "I did not lie to you. Just two days ago, she couldn't stand my torture and bit off her tongue to commit suicide."
Li Qingluo's face turned pale. "What about the butterfly? Also, did Zuliya really not explain anything?"
I can't believe that someone as scheming as her would commit suicide!
Is he really dead?
When Li Qingluo stared at Duan Rong, he knew that he would not lie to him.
But butterfly, can you just sit there and wait to die?
She accepted the Night Killing Gate jade pendant and the box of things Zaina left for her, but she couldn't just watch Butterfly die like this...
etc!
Zaina's half box of witchcraft secrets and poison recipes might be useful!
Li Qingluo immediately stood up and said, "Your Highness, I will take my leave first..."
Duan Rongshi: "The curfew has passed, how are you going to go back?"
Only then did Li Qingluo hear the sound of the night watchman outside.
Can……
"Your Highness, can you ask Young Master Zhuiyu to escort me?"
They had a route that could avoid the patrolling soldiers. Li Qingluo had followed them several times before and was already familiar with it.
Duan Rongshi paused while drinking tea.
"I don't have time to chase the rain."
"Let's go, I'll take you there."
Li Qingluo: So, you are free?
Li Qingluo is really strange.
How could he, a prince who had been confined for reflection, still run around all day long? Did the emperor really not know?
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