C43 Careful Care

The maids brought the imperial doctors, the Swallow's nest Lingzhi and other precious medicinal herbs to the crown prince's residence and the Battle King Manor. The crown prince of the Eastern Palace was lying on his bed, looking like he was about to die. The imperial doctors went up to check his pulse. The crown prince was fine, he was just scared by the Battle-King, that's all. The imperial physician gave some instructions, prescribed some medicine to make up for his loss, and left.

In the Battle King Manor on the other side, a maid brought the imperial physician and his entourage to the Battle King Manor. At the right time, he happened to see the rain of lightning in front of the Duke's Mansion.

"This servant shall follow His Majesty's orders and bring along the imperial physician from the palace to check on the veins of the His Majesty the Battle-King. The maid said.

"Wait a moment." Lei Yu nodded.

"Your Highness, the palace has sent someone to request the Imperial Physician to examine your pulse."

"Yes, Your Highness."

Not long after, Lei Yu came in with the imperial physician and a maid. The Battle King was lying on his bed, having his pulse taken by the imperial physician. The imperial physician examined the Battle King's pulse. The Battle King's pulse was weak and weak, unlike an ordinary man's pulse. It vibrated with resounding force, and his face was pale without a trace of blood.

"Imperial Physician, cough cough cough." The War King coughed out a mouthful of blood and asked weakly, "How is this king's illness? Is there any way to treat it?"

"Don't worry His Majesty the Battle-King, you are just a little weak. Try not to get cold these few days. Take care of your body and go out more." The royal physician said, "This old official will prescribe a prescription for His Majesty the Battle-King later. His Majesty the Battle-King will have someone fry it for a while, so you must be careful not to get angry. This old official shall take my leave first. "

"Imperial Physician Gu Bei, you've troubled yourself. Cough, cough." The Battle-King ordered, "Lei Yu, cough cough, send him to the imperial physician."

"Yes." Lei Yu accepted the order, "Doctor, please."

In the majestic great hall sat the most respected person in the world, the master of this world, the honorable emperor. The imperial physician came to answer.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, this subject went to check on His Majesty the Battle-King's pulse today. His Majesty the Battle-King is indeed sick. The Battle King's pulse was weak and weak. His face was pale and his breathing was erratic. "He really is quite sick."

"Oh, really?" The man in the main hall asked. He did not believe that the Battle King was really so sick.

"Yes."

"Impudent, His Majesty the Battle-King was fine two days ago, how can you say that he's sick?" The Emperor drank it.

"Your Majesty, have mercy …" The emperor, please calm your anger … The imperial physician knelt in the hall, his heart full of fear, "His Majesty the Battle-King is indeed sick, this old subject does not dare to lie. I hope that the Emperor will make a clear decision. "

The way the emperor looked at the imperial physician really didn't seem like he was lying. However, as an emperor, he was naturally more shrewd than ordinary people. Knowing that the War King was sick was definitely not that simple, but since he had no evidence, he could only let it go.

"Yes, this old official shall take his leave." The imperial physician walked out of the hall, his body covered in cold sweat. Indeed, since ancient times, his companion Jun was like a tiger.

As for the Battle King Manor on the other side, he sent off the imperial physicians who had come to consult with him, and Feng Yu brought Dou Dou to see the Battle King. She didn't believe that the black and arrogant Ten Thousand Year Ice Mountain was really sick. She had to personally take a look.

"Dou Dou, do you think that Uncle Battle-King is really sick?"

On their way to visit the Battle-King, the mother and son duo openly discussed the sudden illness of the Battle-King.

"Uncle Battle-King, what's wrong? Dou Dou and mother came to see you." The distant Xuanyuan Zhan heard Dou Dou's cheerful voice from outside.

Feng Yu and Dou Dou came in from outside. Seeing the Battle King lying on the bed, his face was pale, and he really did look like he was sick. "Yo, you did pretty well in your acting. It seems that you put in quite a bit of effort in making it look so realistic." Feng Yu mocked.

"Who said that This King was faking it? Cough cough." The Battle King turned to look at Feng Yu, "Yu Er, do you think this king is pretending to be sick? "Cough, cough."

"It is because I am well aware of your character that I do not believe that you are truly ill." Feng Yu rolled her eyes at him.

It just so happened that Xue Leng walked in at this moment. Feng Yu hurriedly asked when she saw him, "Xue Leng, you are here at the right time, why don't you check if Xuanyuan Zhan is really sick?"

Xue Leng looked at the Battle King, and then said in an extremely cooperative manner, "The reason why I came here today was to check the pulse of His Majesty the Battle-King, His Majesty the Battle-King is really sick, yesterday's illness was caused by a blood vitality attack. I need to recuperate and recuperate for many days. "

"Is he really sick?" When Feng Yu heard Xue Leng's words, she couldn't help but panic in her heart. She thought that Xuanyuan Zhan was really sick, and revealed an anxious expression on his face: "How could this be?

"phoenix girl doesn't have to worry, Your Highness is really sick. He was brought here during the birth of a mother, after a few days of rest, he will be alright."

"Cough cough, Yu Er." The Battle-King looked sickly. "You should believe that This King is really sick now, right?"

Feng Yu said somewhat embarrassedly, "I …" I... Rest well, I will bring Dou Dou to see you again one day. " With that said, he pulled Dou Dou and ran off.

Seeing Feng Yu leave with Dou Dou, the corner of Xuanyuan Zhan's mouth hooked up into a doting smile, and Xue Leng helplessly shook his head. Xuanyuan Zhan glanced at Xue Leng, and asked coldly: "What, you have an objection to this king?"

"I don't dare." The corner of Xue Leng's mouth twitched, "This subordinate still has matters to attend to, so I'll be leaving first."

Feng Yu brought Dou Dou back into the room and sat there with a blank expression on her face. Dou Dou helplessly looked at her mother, "Mother, mother."

"AHH!" Feng Yu regained her senses, "What's wrong, Dou Dou?"

"Mother, you started acting like this ever since you came back. It's like you lost your soul." Dou Dou asked while laughing, "Is mother worried about Uncle Battle-King's illness?"

"How is this possible? Why would I worry about him? " Feng Yu said with a guilty conscience, "I just feel that he's sick. We don't believe him and even ran over to denounce him. I'm just a bit embarrassed."

"Oh ~ Since mother feels guilty, mother can go take care of Uncle Battle-King."

Hearing Dou Dou's words, although Feng Yu did not say it out loud, she felt that this idea was not bad. She could go and take care of Xuanyuan Zhan.

Feng Yu asked anxiously: "Xue Leng, aren't you known as the genius doctor? Is there any way to cure Xuanyuan Zhan quickly?"

After Xue Leng heard this, he laughed and said, "Divine doctors have to treat patients step by step and take medicine on time every day. Even Divine doctors cannot heal a person so easily. "How about this, I'll prescribe some medicine for you. It will help his body recover faster."

"Alright, then hurry up and prescribe the medicine. I'll go boil the medicine right now." Feng Yu urged.

On the surface, Xue Leng looked very serious, but in his heart, he couldn't help but perspire. However, in consideration of Xuanyuan Zhan's face, he gave Xuanyuan Zhan a large bunch of tonics, which he let Feng Yu take away. Feng Yu carried a large amount of tonics back to the courtyard and started to fry the medicine for Xuanyuan Zhan. But since when had a parent ever fried medicine for someone at such a young age?

"Esteemed wangfei, why don't you let this servant fry this medicine. Esteemed wangfei, you go back and rest first. Once this servant is done, I'll tell you." One of the maidservants couldn't help but remind when she saw that Feng Yu's medicine had been fried to the brim. It was as if the entire yard had been set on fire.

"No need, I'll do it myself. "You should go and do something else first. I'll be fine here by myself."

"Cough, cough, cough. Why is it so troublesome to fry a medicine?" Feng Yu muttered in her heart.

With great difficulty, the medicine was finally ready to fry, and Feng Yu brought it over for Xuanyuan Zhan to drink.

"Come, this is the medicine I got from Xue Leng. Xue Leng said that drinking these medicine will help your body recover faster."

Seeing Feng Yu so worried for him, Xuanyuan Zhan couldn't help but curl the corner of his lips.

Feng Yu saw that Xuanyuan Zhan was sick and could not bear to reject him, so she personally blew and fed the medicine for him.

It was a thunderstorm, and seeing how the wangfei cared for her master and even personally fed medicine to him, Lightning couldn't help but feel happy for her master. If he had known earlier, he would have seen his wangfei busy taking care of her every day, and the prince would have had a look of enjoyment on his face. Others didn't know that they really did know. Their prince wasn't sick at all, he was just pretending. Thus, every time he saw the princess asking questions, he would try to ask the prince about it. Every time he tried to ask the princess about it, he couldn't help wanting to say something, but when he saw the prince's warning look, he could only silently hold it in and continue watching the prince's expression of enjoyment.

On this day, Feng Yu had finished frying the medicine and was delivering it to the Battle-King. Feng Yu was still feeding the medicine to Xuanyuan Zhan when Dou Dou suddenly ran in.

"Mother." Dou Dou placed his hands on his waist, puffed up his cheeks, and said angrily: "Mother has been busy taking care of Uncle Battle-King for the past few days, and did not have time to accompany Dou Dou, and will not tell him stories at night either. Dou Dou is very angry, and the consequences are severe, hmph!" It was clearly angry, but it was indeed cute. This made Xuanyuan Zhan and Feng Yu unable to hold back their laughter.

"Okay, okay. Dou Dou, don't be angry, just wait until Uncle Battle-King's illness recovers in two days. Feng Yu hurriedly tried to please Dou Dou. When she heard Feng Yu say that she would accompany Dou Dou everyday after she recovered from his illness, the Battle King felt a little unhappy, but she couldn't show it. Ai, who told him he was actually jealous of a child? Wouldn't she make others laugh at him if he were to spread the news?

"No, when Uncle Battle-King's illness recovers, I want you two to accompany me. All of you must make up for the few days of snubbing Dou Dou. " Dou Dou said softly.

"Okay okay, when uncle's sickness recovers, I will accompany Dou Dou and mother out to play, okay?" The Battle King lovingly stroked Dou Dou's head and said softly: "Wherever Dou Dou wants to go, uncle will accompany you guys."

"Alright, then Dou Dou wants to go to the night market." Hearing the Battle King's words, Dou Dou laughed until his eyes were narrowed.

"Alright." Seeing Dou Dou being so happy, Xuanyuan Zhan and Feng Yu looked at each other and laughed.

"Come, Dou Dou. "Come to uncle." Xuanyuan Zhan pulled open the blanket, and indicated for Dou Dou to sit over. Dou Dou obediently sat in Xuanyuan Zhan's embrace.

When Lei Yu arrived, he saw the scene of the King carrying Young Prince in his arms, the Princess sitting next to the bed, chatting and laughing with the three of them, and the Prince occasionally teasing the Young Prince with his wife. Seeing such a joyous and harmonious scene, Lei Yu truly felt happy for his master. He really hoped that this kind of life could last a bit longer.