Yongqing ate very little dinner, and he was a little wilted.

Youzi touched his forehead and didn't have a fever. Maybe he was tired of stance in the morning, so he asked the wet nurse to carry him back to the room and rest early.

Youpeng continued to copy scriptures in the study, copying them for his grandmother. Xiao Fushan also went to his study, and the two of them were all busy.

Not long after, the maid in Yongqing's room came in in a panic, with a crying voice in his voice, "Madam, the Sixth Master is vomiting blood!"

Youfeng suddenly stood up, the pen in his hand fell, and his body was stained with ink.

"What did you say?!"

The maid replied in a trembling voice, "The Sixth Master vomits blood..."

Since childhood, Yongqing married in. Although Yongqing was weak, he had no major problems and even had better health day by day. This made Youxuan forget how many times he had lived and died and wandered in front of the Hall of Hell.

She thought he could walk, that's all.

Youzi pushed the chair away and hurried to the west wing.

As soon as I entered the room, I felt a bloody smell. Yongqing lay on the bed, his little face was as pale as paper, and his eyes were closed and he no longer had the anger he usually had.

Xiao Fushan had just come in and his face was very bad. There was a large pool of blood on the wooden floor in front of the bed. He held it bit by bit and collected it into the bowl.

The blood on his hands was shocking.

Yongqing's breath was very weak, as if it was about to disappear at any time.

Youhua felt heartbroken and hurt. She held his weak little hand and called him softly, "Yongqing, Yongqing..."

He didn't react at all, his eyes didn't turn, and he was no longer alive.

Youhua panicked, his lips trembled, and he squatted beside Xiao Fushan, while he was still collecting blood.

"What's going on in the country?"

Xiao Fushan's voice was hoarse, "In the past year, he has vomited blood twice or three times a month. This is the first time you have married in."

He seemed to have become accustomed to this kind of scene and was doing what he was doing in an orderly manner.

"Xiao Dong and Xiao Xi have already gone to hire an imperial physician. Don't worry, there will be no problem."

Xiao Fushan collected dirty blood and cleaned his hands, and waited in front of the bed with the young man.

In just two quarters of an hour, Xiao Dong and Xiao Xi rushed in with an imperial physician in one person.

The two imperial physicians were tilted and their hair was scattered. They bowed and said, "Duke Rong, the emperor has lost his etiquette."

"It's okay, Doctor Liu and Doctor Wu, please."

Xiao Fushan pulled the young man out of his way and asked them to treat him.

The two had a tacit understanding. One went to take Yongqing's pulse and the other went to check the bowl of dirty blood on the Eight Immortals table.

Doctor Liu took his pulse, then checked Yongqing's mouth and nose, and closed his pulse to diagnose.

He bowed to Xiao Fushan and said, "Young Master is still the same as before, his heart meridians are not smooth and he is confused. But... this time the pulse is more dangerous."

Xiao Fushan frowned and asked, "Why is this? He has been taking medicine on weekdays without interruption."

Doctor Wu also came and reported, "There is nothing unusual in blood. No poison can be found."

Doctor Liu bowed to apologize, "The officials were foolish and rude, so I can't solve it. I'll give the needle first."

Xiao Fushan seemed to be very familiar with their words and procedures. He waved his hand and said, "Put the needle."

Doctor Liu cleaned his hands and took out a golden needle to apply it to Yongqing.

The new moon is like a hook hanging in the west, and the dark night is heavy.

No one fell asleep in the Hibiscus Garden, but it was silent.

After applying the needle, Yongqing's face seemed to improve, but after waiting for an hour, he was still not awake.

If it were the past, I would wake up within an hour.

The two imperial physicians waited in the Hibiscus Garden until dawn. After several discussions, they decided on the prescription and decocted the medicine and fed it, but it did not work.

Yongqing was so unconscious in the bed.

Under Xiao Fushan's gaze, the two imperial physicians' faces became paler and paler, not much better than Yongqing on the bed.

If the Sixth Young Master could not be saved, Duke Rong was furious and it was still unknown whether they could survive.

"Do you two adults have other ways?" Xiao Fushan asked.

The tense string in their hearts broke, and Doctor Liu and Doctor Wu fell to the ground with a slam.

Doctor Liu helped the ground with both hands, "the subordinates were ignorant and inexperienced... powerless..."

Xiao Fushan frowned, "In the past, you two were all treating him, why didn't this time? Yongqing's health has improved a lot in the past month, so it should be because he has improved."

Doctor Liu said in a trembling voice, "The pulse at this time is indeed similar to before, but it is more dangerous..."

Youzi said, "For no reason, it is impossible to do this suddenly... Are you sure that you are not poisoned?"

Doctor Liu replied, "The Xiaguan learned only limited knowledge. He had found no poison in the blood he vomited, and his pulse was not found."

Young man complained that the people walking in the palace really have a set of skills to save their lives, which are vague and vague. When something happens, he can always make a statement to make a comeback for himself, without any great achievements or great mistakes.

Youzi asked, "What are the possibilities that make people vomit blood?"

Doctor Liu wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, "The lower officials thought... congenital deficiency, evil invasion of the five internal organs, poisoning... it is possible..."

A single evil invasion of the five internal organs will cover most of the diseases!

Youzi's tone was not good, "Doctor Liu is so vague, what's the use of the Duke of the State to come to you?"

This hat is so big.

Doctor Liu looked up at Xiao Fushan, and saw his face gloomy and stared at him scrutinizedly, as if waiting for his answer.

He lowered his head and said in a trembling voice, "The officials are incompetent, and they have learned all their lives..."

Xiao Fushan waved his hand and asked them to go down and said to Xiao Dong, "Go and invite two imperial physicians to come over again, and all the famous doctors in Beijing will come."

Xiao Dong bowed his order and retreated.

Crocodile of imperial doctors and famous doctors from the capital came over, but they were helpless. Instead, the news of Yongqing's unconsciousness spread throughout the streets and alleys in an instant.

The fact that the young man had a tough life was brought up again. He had just entered the door for a month and had not killed Duke Rong, but he had to kill his stepson first.

If others are not doing well, or imagine that others are not doing well, some people will always get great psychological satisfaction and balance.

So good things don’t go out, bad things spread thousands of miles.

Half a day passed, and the wing room was solemn.

Xiao Fushan saw that the young man's eyes were red and said, "You go back to your room to sleep first. When he wakes up, I will ask you to get up."

Youzi sat next to the bed and didn't move, "Wait a little longer. I'm not sleepy."

Xiao Fushan hugged her, returned to the main room, and took her to the bed, "Assuming, sleep well."

He turned around and said to Qingzhi who was waiting beside him, "Look at your lady and don't let her get out of bed."

The green branch is blessed with blessings.

Youhua watched him turn and leave, his back was still straight and straight, and he was a little clear.

Youzi opened her eyes and stared at Chengchen above her, and couldn't sleep. Yongqing vomited blood every month. What kind of disease does this happen? Youzi really regrets it, why didn't he study medicine?

He is very careful in his daily diet and needs to test the poison when in his mouth, so it should not be poisoning.

If it is caused by his weakness, what explanation does he have for his health recently? Even if he has an illness, his symptoms should be reduced compared to before.

I am still lively during the day, why is it so dangerous at night?

Youhua said to the lower curtain outside, "Qingzhi, do you remember that when Old Master Han was poisoned, Master Jingkong had gone to the thatched cottage to take his pulse?"

Qingzhi opened the curtain and came in, "I remember, Master Jingkong also prescribed a prescription. Xiao Wu said that he is very skilled in medical skills."

"Or why don't he come over and have a look?"

"Miss, Master Jingkong never goes down the mountain, I'm afraid it's not easy to invite him."

Youzi sat up, "Didn't he make me a promise? He should come with the Buddhist beads."

Qingzhi was reluctant, "The Duke of the State is so powerful, just ask him to go and invite him directly."
Chapter completed!