The prince is sick: the doctor waits for the prince

Chapter 87 I Love You
Staying in the cave is not an option, after all, it is getting late, and it is time to go back.

Cheng Zijiang sighed, picked up Shuxiang, and said softly: "After we go up, let's go back to Zhao Palace."

Even if it is scholarly duplicity or seriousness, he will protect her well.

As for himself, the antidote has not even seen a shadow yet, but fortunately he can suppress it, so there is no danger for the time being.

When Shuxiang heard his voice suddenly cool down, she couldn't help but tighten her heart. Are you angry?

Well, it's finally over between them.

……

The pick-up carriage still stayed where it was, Cheng Zijiang pulled Shuxiang to sit on it, but said something for no reason.

"I like you, Shuxiang."

Shuxiang was puzzled for a long time, didn't she still have a faint expression just now, why is it like this again now?
In order to completely wipe out this predestined relationship, Shuxiang made up her mind and said decisively, "I don't like you."

Cheng Zijiang was still relentless.

"I like you."

"I said I don't like it..."

"I like you."

The voice became weaker and weaker, Zhao Shuxiang turned to look at Cheng Zijiang, what's wrong?
But when Shuxiang looked at Cheng Zijiang, he had already closed his eyelashes, lay on her shoulder and breathed evenly.

Now Shuxiang started to panic and kept shaking him, "Cheng Zijiang, what's wrong with you?"

Never let anything happen to him.

But... What if this is a lie to her again?
Shuxiang thought for a while, treating the dead horse as a living horse doctor, and tentatively said: "Wake up, I like you, did you hear that?"

However, the other party did not have the slightest reaction.

It's over, it's really fainting!

Shuxiang hurriedly asked the coachman to go to the medical clinic. Although the doctors in Zhao Gongli were more professional, they couldn't wait now.

Because she didn't understand why Cheng Zijiang passed out suddenly, she couldn't make fun of his life in this situation.

……

After taking the pulse, the doctor habitually stroked his gray beard, frowned and didn't say a word for a long time.

Shuxiang, who was already very anxious, became even more anxious when she saw the doctor's attitude.

Can't help asking: "Doctor, how is he?"

The old doctor frowned and asked, "Who is he to you?"

Shuxiang pursed her lips, looked at the doctor's expression after hesitating for a while, and said, "He...he is my husband."

Then the old doctor slowly said: "He seems to have symptoms of poisoning, but...it's hard to say."

If this matter is not related to relatives, it really cannot be easily revealed. If this kind of poison is not careful, it will kill you.The accumulation of poison has been deep, but he can still maintain this appearance so far, which shows that he is not an ordinary person.

"Poisoned?!" Shuxiang couldn't believe it when she heard this, her eyes became flustered, "How is it possible! He is..."

The old doctor shook his head and left with his hands behind his back.

Shu Xiang slumped on the chair, feeling a little at a loss for what to do.

how can that be possible?
How could the prince of the imperial capital be inexplicably poisoned?
Cheng Zijiang coughed, opened his eyes and looked at the beam.

I heard Shuxiang's voice beside me, a little hoarse: "You're awake."

Cheng Zijiang sat up, looked around, and asked, "Where is this?"

Scholar didn't answer, looked up at him, and asked directly into the topic.

"Did you know you were poisoned?"

Cheng Zijiang was silent, and she finally found out.

There is a smell of medicine all around, this should be a medical center.Cheng Zijiang knew he couldn't hide anymore, so he nodded and answered, "Yes."

Shuxiang pursed her lips, her eyes were already half red, and her voice became limp.

"Will that die?"

Cheng Zijiang got up and sat down next to Shuxiang, comforting her: "It's not easy to die, I will be with you."

Shuxiang suddenly hugged him back, like a child.

"What if something happens!"

Cheng Zijiang felt inexplicably happy, seeing such a scholarly fragrance, he was very happy.

The voice couldn't help but softened, and he stroked her back and said, "Don't worry, I promise you will be fine, okay?"

Shuxiang hummed with a strong nasal voice, and then Cheng Zijiang felt a heat on his shoulder, and he knew that she was crying.

(End of this chapter)