The demon king grabs the concubine: the waste material soul master will defy the sky

Chapter 311 Canonize the princess and imprison him [3]

"Miss, what's the matter with you!"

Yun Shu's exclamation immediately attracted the guards, but they saw Yun Shu running out of the Campanulaceae Garden in a panic, yelling, "Go and call the doctor, and tell the owner, Miss is sick!"

Everyone was confused, and soon the Patriarch Xuanyuan Zihong rushed over, and even Xuanyuan Jin and Xuanyuan Ningyue also rushed over, their faces were in a hurry, and all of them showed nervous expressions.

"Master, Miss has a tuberculosis attack and has been coughing up blood!" Yun Shu said, tears streaming from the corners of his eyes.

"Uncle, is it possible that Sister Shuang'er is really sick?"

"I heard that tuberculosis can infect people. Do I need to avoid it? Let the doctor in the villa go." Xuanyuan Ningyue's face was heavy, and there seemed to be a little disgust on her expression.

How can Xuanyuan Jin control them?

A person rushed into the room like the wind, looking at the pale Jue Wushuang, his heart was like a knife.

"Cousin...cough cough..." Another puddle of blood spat out, Jue Wushuang's complexion was extremely grim, but there was never a brightness in those shiny black eyes.

It seemed that she only staged this scene in order to see some people clearly. She had already made preparations to surprise those who wanted her to die, and let them surface one by one.

"Shuang'er, don't move! Let the doctor take a look." Xuanyuan Jin said while hugging her. The doctor carefully took her pulse, but she kept coughing up blood, and the progress of the pulse was not so smooth.

On the contrary, Xuanyuan Zihong's expression was heavy.

"Doctor, must be cured!"

Although Xuanyuan Zihong is a pharmacist, he still dare not prescribe medicine for a disease like tuberculosis.

What he refines are elixir, beauty medicine... but there is no medicine for curing diseases and saving lives.

At this time, it was already night.

The platycodon garden was brightly lit and full of hustle and bustle, not because of anything else, but because Jue Wushuang, who was about to become Princess Liuyue, suddenly fell ill and coughed up several mouthfuls of blood.

Right in Xuanyuan Jin's arms, after bursts of violent coughing, Jue Wushuang's docile little face was terribly pale, the corners of his mouth were bloody, his eyes were closed long ago, and his breath seemed to flow.

Xuanyuan Jin held her in his arms, and since the onset of the illness, he has not said a word except talking to the doctor, his eyes are cold and frightening.

A group of doctors surrounded him, the old doctor Chen and the doctor who gave Jue Wushuang a tuberculosis case were also there, they surrounded Jue Wushuang, probably a dozen or so.

however--

They were unanimous in the diagnosis. The disease is hopeless, and it is hard to say whether it will survive until dawn!
Xuanyuan Zihong and Xuanyuan Ningyue waited aside, looking at each other anxiously.

And Feng Qingcheng and Liu Piaopiao did not know when they had already stood together with Sun Miaoyin, they stood together, but their arms were tightly together, squeezed between the doctors, they all stared at Jue Wushuang intently, wishing she would die soon!

Especially Feng Qingcheng's eyes full of hostility, wishing that Jue Wushuang would die soon.

After the last doctor's diagnosis was fruitless, the whole courtyard fell into a dead silence, and everyone dared not breathe.

Jue Wushuang nestled in Xuanyuan Jin's arms, even his eyelids drooped heavily.

It seems that I am really out of breath——

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Feng Qingcheng and Liu Piaopiao were crying like cats and mice, and at the same time, the two of them rushed forward and started crying loudly.

"Shuang'er, wake up!"

Feng Qingcheng yelled loudly, as much as she pretended to be like that, she looked like it.

(End of this chapter)