Quick-wearing female supporting roles: the sickly villain is suicidal

Chapter 41 Your Highness, Please Respect Yourself 41
Doctor Fang examined King Ming's pulse with a serious face, frowning from time to time, Eunuch Li watched with trepidation, why did the old man's face get uglier the more he looked at it?

Could it be that King Ming had some incurable disease?

Then the emperor must not wake up from a dream?
He began to think about what the emperor could reward him when he went back to announce the good news.

Lan Shuang stood on the side and watched "worriedly". When Doctor Fang sighed and withdrew her hand, she immediately stepped forward: "Doctor Fang, how is it? How is the prince's health?"

Imperial Physician Fang didn't answer directly, but instead asked Lan Shuang, "What did the doctor you asked for earlier say?"

Lan Shuang paused for a moment, embarrassed: "This... I didn't ask a doctor before."

As she spoke, she glanced in the direction of the bed and motioned for a few people to go out and talk.

Eunuch Li's eyeballs rolled around in the narrow eye sockets, and he followed her out. They stood still by the screen, and Eunuch Li asked in a low voice: "Why didn't you invite a doctor? The lord looks very sick. "

Lan Shuang sighed quietly: "I really want to, but the prince won't allow it. You all know the prince's temper, right? How can I beat him?"

Eunuch Li remembered that when King Ming went crazy, he didn't even pay attention to the emperor, so he nodded embarrassingly: "That's true, it's hard for the princess."

Doctor Fang stroked his beard, shook his head and said, "That's why it's so tricky."

Lan Shuang hurriedly asked: "How did you say that?"

Doctor Fang glanced at King Ming who was on the bed. King Ming didn't move or make a sound, as if he had fallen asleep.

He lowered his voice and said: "My lord's residual poison from the battlefield has not been cleared up. Although he has pampered himself in the past few years, he has not taken good care of his body. In addition, he is irritable and irritable, stagnated in his heart, and his anger is strong. This poison will accumulate more and more. Many, now...the cure is impossible, and the attacks are more frequent, I'm afraid it's..."

He who had always been expressionless also showed hesitation at this time.

Eunuch Li's heart skipped a beat, did he really guess right?
Lan Shuang subconsciously covered her mouth with the handkerchief, and her fingers were still trembling.

"Doctor Fang, if you have something to say, just say it, I can bear it."

Doctor Fang hesitated again and again, then gritted his teeth and said: "Time is running out, the concubine should spend more time with the prince, and try to follow his wishes, so that he can be in a good mood and live a few more days."

Lan Shuang's beautiful eyes were wide open, and she staggered back two steps as if she was overwhelmed, almost knocking down the screen, but Eunuch Li had sharp eyesight and quickly pulled her, "Oh my princess, be careful."

"Thank you." Lan Shuang forced a smile, but tears were already in her eyes, "My lord... what should I do?"

She forced back her tears, and Eunuch Li couldn't help feeling sorry for him when he saw this.

How long has it been since you've been married, and the husband is about to close his eyes and kick his legs, who wouldn't feel uncomfortable?Being a widow at a young age, it will be really difficult in the future.

"Princess, don't think too much, worrying about hurting your body, Doctor Fang, what prescriptions might you prescribe for nourishment?"

Eunuch Li asked hypocritically.

Lan Shuang also looked expectantly at Imperial Physician Fang. Imperial Physician Fang didn't say a word, walked to the table and sat down, took out a pen and paper from his small medicine box, wrote down a prescription and handed it to Lan Shuang: "This medicine Decoction twice a day, morning and evening, can relieve the prince's symptoms, and if you usually eat a light diet, it will not be a problem to live another year or so."

A year and a half...

Lan Shuang's eyelids twitched, and for a moment she didn't know whether what he said was true or not.

Holding the prescription, she thanked her with a lot of thought, sent a few people to the yard, watched them leave, and then asked 888: "Little Baba, how old is King Ming in the original book?"

888: "Under the age of 40, died of suicide."

"Suicide..." Listening to these two words, Lan Shuang's mind buzzed, and there was a moment of blankness.

After confirming the relationship, you know that the other party will die soon. What kind of shit is this?
Lan Shuang became more and more determined to complete the task as soon as possible, "It's okay, everything should be settled this year, and then I will have points to exchange for antidote for him."

Seeing that she cheered up, 888 also encouraged: "Yes, host, come on, I believe in you!"

……

Lan Shuang turned and went back to the bedroom. King Ming had already sat up and was thinking about something with his head down. When he saw her coming in, he raised his eyes and smiled slightly, "Come here—"

Lan Shuang walked over holding the prescription, and sat directly on King Ming's lap, "Doctor Fang is yours?"

King Ming's enthusiasm for her was very useful, and he wrapped his arms around her waist to prevent her from falling: "Well, he used to be the emperor's man, but I dug out his younger brother who was hidden by the emperor, find someone who is about the same size The dark guard disguised himself as his younger brother and replaced him, and from then on, Imperial Physician Fang worked for me."

Lan Shuang raised her hand and pinched his face: "My lord is so smart, are those words that the imperial doctor Fang said true or false? Did you hear it all?"

She stared closely at King Ming, who pursed his lower lip and nodded hesitantly: "Half-truth, half-false."

"Huh?" Lan Shuang raised her eyebrows.

King Ming said in a low voice: "The poison the emperor gave me has never been cured. You have seen the outbreak. It is terrible. I haven't found an antidote for so many years. I can only take medicine to suppress it. But recently the outbreak has become more and more frequent. , I guess I won’t live for many years.”

Lan Shuang squinted her eyes, said this from a small mouth, and the feeling was completely different from King Ming's own confession. Hearing what King Ming said, she was even more uncomfortable, as if she was being squeezed in the heart .

Sensing that she seemed to be in a low mood, King Ming stretched out his hand to stroke her head, his palm was dry and warm, "But it's not as scary as what Doctor Fang said. It’s not a problem to be 50 or 20, and I can still be with you for another [-] years.”

Upon hearing this, Lan Shuang took King Ming's hand and pinched his fingertips, and said seriously: "No, you can stay with me for the rest of your life, and we will live a long life together."

King Ming was taken aback for a moment, then smiled suddenly: "Yes, I will try my best."

After a moment of silence, he changed the topic, "But now it's better to let the emperor think that my life is not long."

……

Eunuch Li took Imperial Physician Fang back to the palace and went straight to the emperor's bedroom. At this time, the emperor had just finished bathing and was sitting at the table drinking tea. ? Is King Ming's illness better?"

"If you go back to the emperor, it's not that Prince Ming is sick, it's because of poison."

Eunuch Li did not need the emperor to ask, he just told what he saw and heard in the Ming palace.

The emperor's expression became subtle after hearing this, "Oh? Can't get up?"

He looked at Imperial Physician Fang, and Imperial Physician Fang understood, and said bluntly: "After taking his pulse, the old minister found that King Ming's pulse condition is extremely disordered, and he just had a poisoning attack. Moreover, his seizures have become more frequent in the past six months, and his wear and tear has become more frequent every time. Big, seeing that all the hard work is going to be exhausted, no accidents, the poison has penetrated into the marrow, hanging with the best medicine, you can last for more than half a year if you die, if you get angry again, get angry, maybe you will die completely gone."

(End of this chapter)