God's hexagram favorite concubine

Chapter 2570 I have no ability to cure the disease of the little princess
The couple left the Prince Regent's Mansion as quickly as possible, and returned to the inn to prepare for the next step.

At the same time, don't be in the suburbs.

The atmosphere in Biezhuang was condensed and heavy, and the room where Qingcheng was was shrouded in a thick layer of haze. The maids and servants present were all breathless due to the dull atmosphere, and lowered their heads, fearing that they would offend the people in the house. His master was even more unhappy.

On the bed, Qingcheng was lying on the bed in pain with her eyes closed.

Her current condition looks very bad, her face is pale without a trace of blood, her lips are chapped and peeled, she seems to be having some kind of nightmare, cold sweat is continuously seeping from her forehead, and even the bedding under her body is soaked .

"Doctor, how is Xi'er?" Qiu Wan'er stood beside the bed, staring at Qingcheng with red eyes and asked.

Several famous doctors were queuing up to take the pulse of Qingcheng who was lying on the bed, but after they took the pulse, they all showed solemn expressions, and then shook their heads towards Qiu Wan'er one by one.

"Why are you all shaking your heads? What happened to Xi'er?" Looking anxiously at the doctors, Qiu Wan'er felt that she was going crazy.

"Princess, the princess's pulse is very mixed, sometimes strong and sometimes weak, and the body temperature fluctuates. We have never seen such a disease. Really, I really don't know where to start the treatment...!" Among them After an elderly doctor said this, he hurriedly cupped his hands in embarrassment, "I don't have the ability to cure the little princess, so I will leave first."

"The villain has no ability to heal the little princess's illness, so I will leave first." The other person also quickly lowered his head, turned and left in a hurry.

The two of them opened their mouths, as if a chain reaction had been triggered, and the rest of the doctors also walked away one by one. The steps under their feet were fast, as if someone was chasing them from behind. .

"Genius doctors, don't leave...!" Qiu Wan'er couldn't stop her, and most of all, she could only watch these doctors leave with a dull expression.

Staring blankly at the backs of the doctors leaving, Qiu Wan'er was extremely sad, and hurried to Qingcheng's bedside, while gently stroking her little face, while crying helplessly.

Bai He saw that his master had lost his soul to such an extent, he couldn't bear to persuade him immediately, "Master, the little princess is auspicious and has his own destiny, so nothing will happen."

"What else can I do? So many doctors say it can't be cured, what else can I do?" Qiu Wan'er's tears kept sliding down. She looked at Qingcheng who was asleep, and the more she looked, the sadder she became, "Poor Son, why do you have to suffer like this at such a young age?"

"Princess, you can't be so sad." Baihe hurried to the front of the table and picked up the soup on the table, almost begging to persuade, "Princess, you didn't eat a bite today, and you refused to drink a sip of water. Go down, your body will not be able to bear it. I beg you, please eat something, otherwise, if the little princess wakes up and sees you falling ill, how sad she will be."

Qiu Wan'er wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and refused without raising her head, "I won't eat it, as long as the child doesn't wake up, I won't eat it."

Bei Yeting had just stepped over the threshold, but when he heard Qiu Wan'er's words, he frowned hard and walked over quickly, "Give me the soup, and you all go down."

(End of this chapter)