Several people didn't speak, and quietly watched as Ge Tianmu infused Lan Yiling's true qi, and tears fell uncontrollably.

Lan Tingxin finally couldn't stand this scene, covered her mouth and ran out.

Ge Feixue was worried that her emotions would get out of control, so she glanced at Lan Yiling, who was lying on the bed like a gossamer, and chose to follow.

As soon as he left the door, he saw Lan Tingxin squatting at the top of the stairs, covering his mouth and sobbing suppressedly, and his thin voice overflowed, "Ling'er...... My Ling'er ......"

is as strong as a blue heart, and he can't stand the blow that his daughter may leave at any time.

In Ge Feixue's memory, this fourth aunt has always been a joyful or pungent image, and she has never seen such a heart-wrenching side.

No, she had seen it, ten years ago...... took out a handkerchief and handed it over, "Fourth aunt, Ling'er Jiren Tianxiang, she will definitely get through this difficulty." ”

Lan Tingxin took the handkerchief and wiped her tears casually, trying to pull up a smile, "You're right, my Ling'er won't be defeated so easily!" Fisher...... You're a good sister. ”

Ge Feixue smiled and did not speak.

At this time, Ou Yangming led a group of imperial doctors to hurry over, and this posture almost invited all the imperial doctors in the imperial hospital.

Lan Tingxin and Ge Feixue hurriedly gave way, and then followed behind them in.

The first to take the pulse was the chief imperial physician Zhang Mingde, and after a while, the conclusion reached was not much different from that of Ge Tianmu, and then the other imperial doctors took turns to take the pulse, all of them looked solemn, and gathered together to discuss.

Zhang Mingde naturally has some ability to sit in this position, and after discussing it for a while, he came up with a countermeasure, "Please let the prime minister first let the house boil the ginseng soup for thousands of years and feed it to the young lady, and the lower official will prescribe medicine." ”

A place like Xiangfu is naturally a lot of rare treasures, so Zhang Mingde is not worried at all about not having thousand-year-old ginseng.

Sure enough, Ge Tianmu immediately ordered his subordinates to boil ginseng.

Seeing Zhang Mingde's confident appearance, he also breathed a sigh of relief, and his slightly pale face softened a lot because of too much true qi, "There is Lao Zhang's Imperial Doctor!" ”

Zhang Mingde is over half a hundred years old, his hair is half white, his attitude has always been humble, and he has never relied on medical skills to have no one in his eyes or rely on the old to sell the old, whether it is in the palace or the people's prestige is very high.

At this time, he also gave his hand politely, "This is the duty of the lower official." ”

Yueyue wiped her tears and hurriedly served with pen and ink, as long as she could heal the young lady, she could serve him as an ancestor!

Lan Ting's heart was very good, and his mood was also sunny after the rain, holding Ge Tianmu's hand, and speaking incoherently excitedly, "Tianmu, Ling'er is fine, our daughter is fine......"

Then he squatted at the head of the bed and carefully touched Lan Yiling's head, "Ling'er, baby, my mother knows that you are reluctant to leave your mother." ”

Ge Tianmu and Ou Yangming only felt sour when they looked at this scene, they both understood that if Ge Yiling really ...... Lan Tingxin's heart will definitely collapse!

The ginseng soup was quickly boiled, and Ge Feixue fed Lan Yiling one bite at a time, but unfortunately she spit it out before she could feed it a few bites.

Ge Feixue wiped her with a handkerchief with red eyes, "Dad, Ling'er can't swallow it......"

"I'm coming!"

Lan Tingxin snatched the bowl, then pinched Lan Yiling's nose and forcibly poured it down.

Gefeixue: "......"

The fourth aunt has changed back to her fierce appearance.

This time, Lan Yiling didn't vomit ginseng soup, but vomited blood directly!

The scene was chaotic, and Ge Tianmu didn't care about respecting the old and loving the young, grabbing Imperial Doctor Zhang's collar and asking sharply, "What's going on?" Why did she vomit blood? ”

Zhang Mingde's eyes were flustered, "This, this ......"

"Ling'er girl is weak and weak, she can't stand the medicinal properties of thousand-year-old ginseng, and she will naturally vomit blood when she drinks it."

A man in green clothes appeared in front of everyone like a god in the afterglow of the sunset, with a consistent smile on his handsome face.

"I'm sorry, I'm late."

"Gu Gongzi!"

"Gu Gongzi!"

The group of imperial doctors broke out several exclamations at the same time, most of them were older than him, but they were willing to call him respectfully - Gu Gongzi.

Not for anything else, but for his amazing medical skills.