In Yu Linglong's chambers, besides her, there was a tall, slender man.
The man was dressed in black, in a fitted outfit.
At first glance, he was tall and had an excellent physique, with half of his face also flawless.
He was a dazzlingly handsome man.
However, if one were to see the other half of his face, the ladies' enthusiasm would surely be doused with cold water.
Because, on the other half of his face, there was a very, very long scar.
He was a disfigured, peerlessly beautiful man.
"Qingying, did you really find out clearly? Is this really the thing?" Yu Linglong asked again.
Ye Qingying, standing beside her, lowered his indifferent eyes and looked at the syringe in her hand.
"It is indeed this thing. It's injected into the patient's arm, and the contents are put into the body."
His voice was indifferent, even a little chilling.
Yu Linglong knew that if she questioned him further, he would get angry.
Although Ye Qingying helped her, she couldn't control his temper.
"I'm not doubting you, I'm just..."
Yu Linglong was at a loss.
The liquid in the syringe had already been injected into Feng Yexuan's arm.
But apart from a large blister forming on his arm, there was no improvement.
She was almost questioned by the imperial physicians because of this blister!
"Then, this prescription..." Yu Linglong looked at the prescription on the table.
"It is indeed the prescription that Chu Qianli wrote for the physician," Ye Qingying frowned slightly, a little impatient.
"The patients in Tuoxi Village have basically all recovered. If Feng Yexuan cannot be cured, it is probably his fate!"
"Qingying, you are not allowed to curse him like that!" Yu Linglong was also a little angry.
However, the liquid in the syringe was used up, and the medicinal ingredients were also picked according to the prescription written by Chu Qianli.
Why did Prince Xuan have a fever for three days and three nights, and yet the fever did not subside?
"Someone is coming!" she startled and immediately put away the prescription.
She was very cautious of the person outside the door.
"Miss Yu, the Prince seems to be waking up. Miss Yu, please go and see!"
It was Leng Ji's voice.
Yu Linglong quickly turned back, wanting to ask Ye Qingying to leave immediately.
However, where was Ye Qingying in the room?
This guy's Qinggong seemed to have improved a lot compared to before; she didn't even know when he had left.
Only then did Yu Linglong breathe a sigh of relief, quickly walked to the door, and opened it:
"Okay, I'll go over now."
...In Feng Yexuan's room.
There were only Qingming and two imperial physicians.
For the past few days, it had been Qingming and Leng Ji who personally took care of the Prince.
Others, to avoid implicating the innocent, had been driven out of the courtyard.
This place had become a sealed space.
"Miss Yu, the Prince's eyelids are trembling violently. Is the Prince about to wake up?"
Yu Linglong, who was wearing a mask, was still taking Feng Yexuan's pulse.
She was seen frowning, her eyes devoid of any joy.
Qingming and Leng Ji exchanged glances, feeling very anxious.
"Miss Yu, what is the Prince's condition now?"
Qingming looked at the thread and felt a little uncomfortable.
He and Leng Ji were prepared to live and die with the Prince.
Therefore, when they took care of the Prince, they always served him closely.
He thought Yu Linglong was the same.
After all, Yu Linglong had already expressed her feelings to the Prince long ago.
As far as Qingming was concerned, Yu Linglong was already the Prince's woman.
But he did not expect that Yu Linglong, like other imperial physicians, was afraid to touch the Prince.
Qingming felt a little disappointed, more or less.
Feng Yexuan's eyelids trembled even more violently.
"He's about to wake up!"
Yu Linglong exclaimed.
Everyone looked up and saw Feng Yexuan suddenly open his eyes.
"Your Highness!"
"Yexuan!"
The people in the room were all extremely excited.
However, Feng Yexuan's ink-colored eyes gradually cooled down after he clearly saw the people in the chamber: "Where is that woman?"