Nie Hong suppressed his impatience and said in a deep voice, "if the imperial concubine can't wake up all the time, what will happen?"

"If you can't wake up all the time..." the grand doctor Qi said hard, "it's too risky to use medicine to wake up the imperial concubine. Ministers and others can't do anything else. They can only prescribe some mild tonics, and then let people close to you talk to the imperial concubine. Maybe it can restore the imperial concubine's consciousness."

Nie Hong's eyes darkened. He stood up, his face calm and said, "just do what you say and write a prescription."

With that, the man waved his sleeves and left the front hall without looking back.

While Nie Hong was so anxious because of Wen Xiao's coma, Wen Xiao crossed his legs in his dream and chatted with ah Li leisurely.

"Five days, you're not going back yet?" ah Li raised her eyebrows and looked at Wen Xiao who was competing with a cup of watermelon juice.

"It's only five days. What's the hurry?" Wen Xiao threw another snack into his mouth.

"He's going crazy," ah Li pointed to the gaunt man on the screen. "If you don't go back, I'm afraid he'll really throw the people in the hospital into the pigsty."

"Then let him hurry again," said Wen Xiao with a smile. "It should be regarded as his hypocrisy to me before punishing him."

A Li looked at Wen Xiao, who was laughing like a thief, and couldn't help shaking.

Women are such creatures that they really bear grudges

Wen Xiao seemed to glance at the screen inadvertently, pausing slightly with his hand holding watermelon juice, then looked up and drank the liquid in the cup.

"Well, for his sake, I'd better go back early," Wen Xiao patted the food residue on his hands and said carelessly to ah Li, "you remember to water my garden."

With that, the girl disappeared into the room.

A Li helplessly looked at the empty room, and a complex color flashed in his eyes.

This guy, don't really move your heart?

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Nie Hong carried a bowl of boiled sticky porridge and blew it gently while whispering to the woman who had been helped up and leaned against the bed, "Xiaoxiao, I've found the most famous cook in the imperial capital to make cherry meat for you. Also, don't you like hot springs? I have another garden that no one knows. There is the best natural hot spring pool in the suburbs of Beijing..."

"You are playful and always want me to take you out. I promise you that I will accompany you wherever you want as long as you wake up."

"Haven't you been to the northwest? I have several friends there. You are so generous, they will like you."

"But I can't like you too much. I'll be jealous."

The small bowl of porridge gradually came to an end. Nie Hong put the bowl aside, held Wen Xiao's soft hand and continued to talk to himself.

"Do you remember? You said you wanted to give me a prince. I thought about it later, but I still felt something wrong," Nie Hong paused, as if he saw the woman staring at him. He smiled and said in a deep voice, "How can it be enough to have only one son? I also want to have a daughter dressed in powder and jade... It would be better if I could have two. I will especially spoil them - my daughter, who should be pampered and raised, right?"

Nie Hong's face wore a warm smile. It seemed that he had seen two reduced versions of Wen Xiao calling himself "father emperor" with milk and milk.