Those days when Mrs. Yazhai

Chang'an and the third uncle arrived long after everything in Gu Nanjiu's house was settled.

When Chang An and the third uncle came, they were still carrying some things in their hands. Everyone could tell that what the third uncle was carrying was a food box, but the things Chang An carried were wrapped in paper bags, which did not look very real.

"Brother!" Seeing the paper bag in Chang'an's hand, He An's eyes were almost shining, he rushed to Chang'an's side and asked, "What delicious food did you bring us?"

Shen Qi is very insensitive to the smell of meat, so he couldn't help but wonder: How do you know it's delicious?

Zhong Mo sniffed the air carefully, and murmured, "It smells really good."

Chang An opened the paper bag, and the fragrance came to his nostrils instantly, and Shen Qi finally smelled the fragrance.

In the paper bag was a roasted chicken, which looked very tempting.

"It's a roast chicken." Chang An said with a smile, "Ding Bo made it himself."

The third uncle also smiled and put the food box in his hand on the table, and explained: "Doctor Zhong and Xiaoyin must not have eaten yet, let's try your Ding Bo's cooking."

For Zhong Mo and Xiaoyin who hadn't had time to eat, everything was delicious at this time.

Of course, nothing more delicious than those two tempting chicken legs.

But Zhong Mo and Xiaoyin were too embarrassed to eat such a delicious food alone, so they thought about how to share the chicken legs.

When everyone saw the two chicken legs in trouble, Zhong Mo suddenly slapped his forehead and said, "Oh, how did I forget, He An, you can't eat such greasy things."

He An cast a questioning look at Zhong Mo, and asked, "Really? Are you sure you don't want to grab chicken legs from me?"

Zhong Mo nodded seriously and said, "I'm sure!"

It is true that He An hasn't eaten such a greasy thing for a long time, and the two pieces of delicious meat that he ate in his stomach began to feel vaguely uncomfortable. In order to hide his discomfort, he could only pretend that he wanted to grab the chicken legs to eat , but he actually never thought of competing for this chicken leg.

Although what Zhong Mo said just now sounds like he wants to fight for chicken legs, but Shen Xi clearly knows that Zhong Mo, as a doctor, will never talk nonsense just for a chicken leg. No matter what others believe in his words, Anyway, Shen Qi believed it.

After returning to the mountain, Shen Qi kept staring at He An, fearing that there might be something wrong with his body.

Seeing how nervous he was every day, Chang An couldn't help becoming nervous too.

But He An has always been fine, able to eat, drink and sleep, and he doesn't look like a person who is unwell at all.

Just after dinner that day, He An yelled that he was sleepy and wanted to go back to bed.After he left, Shen Qi frowned and looked at Chang An, asking: "You said it's okay for He An to go to bed so early every day?"

Chang An couldn't answer this question, so he turned to Zhong Mo to ask: "Is there any problem with He An sleeping so early every day?"

Zhong Mo thought for a while, He An seemed to be going to bed earlier and waking up later in the past few days, but he checked He An's pulse, and there was no major problem with the pulse.

So Zhong Mo shook his head and said, "I'm not sure if there is a problem."

Shen Qi remembered the two bites of meat that he and An ate that day.

"Is it because you ate something greasy that day?"

Zhong Mo shook his head again, "Eating greasy food will only make your stomach uncomfortable, and you won't want to sleep all day like this."

Zhong Mo pondered for a while, and then said: "I'm afraid I have to find that medicinal material quickly."

He An's illness was not caused by acquired factors. There were so many herbs, but Zhong Mo couldn't think of any good way for a while.Maybe the Millennium Snow Ginseng proposed by Gu Nanjiu before is the best way.

Shen Qi's heart trembled.

Because the imperial edict released by the third uncle is now a mess in the palace, the news that the third uncle came back from inquiring said that the emperor woke up a few times later, first dealt with the eldest prince, and then struggled to leave a will.

No one knows exactly what was written in the will, but everyone can guess that it must be written in the will to whom the throne will be left.

The emperor took great pains to send Shen Qi out of the palace and had already made up his mind not to give him the throne, so Shen Qi felt that the name in the will could not be him.

He could also feel that the emperor was about to run out of fuel, and now he might be able to ask about the whereabouts of the thousand-year-old snow ginseng.But if he went back now and the missing fourth prince suddenly reappeared, then he might not only be detained by his uncle, but also the ministers of the Manchu Dynasty would never let him go easily.

Chang An frowned and explained to Zhong Mo: "But there is no news that the medicinal materials have been found in the palace yet."

After a slight pause, he added: "Maybe there is no such thing at all."

Zhong Mo sighed lightly, and said: "But my master did say this back then, and he gave the medicinal herb to the emperor."

Shen Qi said in a low voice: "Why don't I go back and give it a try."

Chang An immediately vetoed this suggestion, "No! Madame must not go back now."

Shen Qi lowered his head and retorted aggrievedly, "But we must find a way to find that mysterious medicine, otherwise what will He An do?"

Chang An was also worried about He An's illness, but he still didn't let go of letting Shen Qi go back to the palace, "Then I won't allow Madam to go back and take risks."

Shen Qi was silent for a while.

After Changan felt that Shen Qi had given up, he heard Shen Qi say without confidence: "But those who bullied me are gone, even if I go back, I will not encounter any danger. I am still the fourth prince." ah."

In the end, Shen Qi looked up at Chang An again with tears in his eyes, and said, "I really want to do something for He An."

Zhong Mo couldn't say anything at this time, so he lowered his sense of existence as much as possible, and waited for the other two people to discuss the results.

Looking at the tears in Shen Xi's eyes, Chang An finally let go, "Then I will accompany you back, just like you accompanied me to Nanling."

Before Shen Qi could say anything more, Xiao Yu suddenly ran over in a panic.

"Young Master, Second Young Master, he..." Xiao Yu was about to cry as he spoke, "He's not well."

After Zhong Mo rushed to He'an's room, he said secretly that something was wrong.That's not a good thing, it's just terrible.

He'an's face was pale beyond recognition, and his breathing was particularly rapid, and he clenched his hands tightly, as if he was enduring a lot of pain.

Zhong Mo hurriedly checked his pulse and administered acupuncture, and He An's complexion slowly recovered.

Shen Qi was so frightened that his legs and feet became weak and fell into Chang An's arms. He didn't recover until Zhong Mo wiped the sweat from his forehead and said "Okay".

Zhong Mo said: "The search for medicine must be done as soon as possible, and there must be no delay."

Upon hearing this, Shen Qi hurriedly pushed Chang An away and was about to return to his room, "I'll go back and pack my things now, and I'll be leaving right away."

"Wait a minute." Zhong Mo stopped Shen Qi, and said with a serious face, "Let Chang An stay, I will go with you."

Chang An asked puzzledly, "Why?"

Zhong Mo bit his lips, looked back at He An who was lying on the bed, and told the truth cruelly, "He An is a little dangerous now, and he may...leave at any time, you, the older brother, should stay with him It's better to be around."

After hearing what Zhong Mo said, Shen Qi couldn't bear it any longer, covered his face and cried out loudly.

It was only then that he was willing to believe what Dr. Zhuo once said, "It's just hanging on his life".

It turned out that I was really just hanging my life before.