The palace of the prince of Jin is now in a mess, and the eldest princess has an asthma attack and I don't know what the situation is, these subordinates should ask the imperial doctor to ask the imperial doctor, and those who should go to Zhao Lan, the marquis of Anguo, hurriedly ran to the Anguohou mansion.

"Jingyun, how is her sister now?" Song Zhancheng asked with a frown.

They had already moved to the wing room of Beiyuan at this time, after all, they had been lying in the dining hall and were not in shape, and after Mengxi brought the medicine, they let Song Zhancheng hold Song Zhaohua and put it here.

I just gave Song Zhaohua the medicine she developed herself, but after all, it is not specifically for asthma, so Cheng Jingyun can't guarantee whether this can suppress Song Zhaohua's asthma.

But fortunately, the effect of this medicine is good, Song Zhaohua is at least stable now, and just now Cheng Jingyun gave Song Zhaohua another injection, which is already the most she can do.

"I'll have to wait for the Imperial Doctor to come." Cheng Jingyun considered it and finally replied to Song Zhancheng.

In fact, Song Zhancheng had already let go of most of his heart when he heard her answer, he had seen Cheng Jingyun when she was practicing medicine at the border, but I was afraid that she still needed the imperial doctor to be sure.

Song Zhaohua on the bed was weak and had already fallen asleep, his face was a little pale lying on the bed, Song Zhancheng sat aside and pursed his dry lips and couldn't help but regret it, why did he lose his mind just now and quarrel with his sister, it shouldn't be, he has never done this to her.

Cheng Jingyun saw clearly that she lowered her eyelids and didn't know what to say, she came back halfway, she really went to the medicinal food room to serve medicinal food, and met Mengxi halfway, she didn't know why she felt that she was very fast when she came back, and then she heard the sound of Song Zhancheng and Song Zhaohua arguing.

only heard the last few words, and then Song Zhancheng, who heard the tone change, shouted the name of Foshan loudly, and then she was shocked and ran in first.

And then came the way it came after.

She wanted to ask him what they were talking about when she wasn't there, and why they were arguing all of a sudden.

I also want to ask why Song Zhaohua has asthma.

The former can't be asked now, but the latter can.

"Why does my sister have asthma? I never knew. ”

Suddenly hearing Cheng Jingyun's voice pulled Song Zhancheng out of his self-blame, and only after tasting the meaning of this sentence did he raise his eyes and explain, "This is brought out by my sister from her mother's womb, and it is a stubborn disease, so we generally pay attention to her emotions." ”

This "we" can be known to be him and Zhao Lan, the Marquis of Anguo.

Then he held the fingertips of Cheng Jingyun's hand and gently rubbed her self-reproaching eyes at her wrist, "I forgot this time." ”

Cheng Jingyun could only change the topic to comfort him, "This asthma is neither a major illness nor a minor illness, but as long as you take good care of your diet, you can alleviate and recover." ”

"Well, I'll bother you from then on." In terms of medicinal diet, who can compare to the process Jingyun, Song Zhancheng finally showed a very faint smile.

Cheng Jingyun just wanted to speak when she saw Foshan walk in, "Lord Wang, the imperial doctor is here." ”

"Please." Song Zhancheng stood up and made a place for the imperial doctor, and then saw that it was the chief imperial physician in the palace, Huang Imperial Doctor, who must have been approved by the emperor.

"Doctor, how's it going?"

Song Zhancheng took a step forward and asked a little nervously.

Imperial Physician Huang touched his beard after taking the pulse, and then smiled and praised: "The eldest princess is nothing serious, the medicine was taken in time, and the minister also found that someone gave her an injection, which is better than taking medicine, and it is good to rest for a day or two." ”

Song Zhancheng raised his eyes to look at Cheng Jingyun, who breathed a sigh of relief and smiled and quietly winked at the person who came over, fulfilling his mission.

Song Zhancheng laughed, and then hugged his fists and thanked Imperial Physician Huang: "Then thank Imperial Physician Huang for coming here, and this king will order someone to send you back later." ”

Imperial Physician Huang nodded, packed up his things and went out.

Foshan went to see him off, so now there are only Song Zhancheng and Cheng Jingyun left in this room.

"Worthy of the mission." Cheng Jingyun said this, this is a rare atmosphere that is not as heavy as before, and it can even be said relaxed, but there is a Song Zhaohua lying next to him.

"I've always believed in your medical skills, and I'm still proud of it this time. If my sister had found out, her prejudice against you would have changed. ”

To Song Zhan's sincerity, Cheng Jingyun shook her head and said, "Don't tell her that I saved her." ”

Song Zhancheng didn't understand, and then glanced down at Song Zhaohua sideways, and realized a little in his heart.

"Jingyun, you listen to me first."

Cheng Jingyun looked up at him.

Song Zhancheng said in the most popular words, "This matter is like me going to the battlefield, it is impossible for you to annihilate the enemy army for a while, unless the other party is too weak, so you can only improve the battle plan step by step, improve the defense arrangement, plus your own ability and the determination to win, and finally conquer step by step until victory, this is a very patient thing, sometimes it may take three or five years, sometimes it may take four or five months, these are not self-aware." ”

"And the same is true of the prejudice against my sister, I can't change her opinion of you, but I am willing to work hard with you in front of her, this matter is not a trivial matter, even if it can't be changed because of this, it will still be useful."

The words stopped here, he believed that she understood everything in the back, so he didn't have to say it too clearly.

"If you find it inconvenient, I'll come when the time comes, and you keep it by default."

Cheng Jingyun thought silently, and finally responded softly, and agreed.

"Lord Wang, An Guohou is here." Foshan came in again to spread the word, they had invited Zhao Lan before, but Zhao Lan came now because he was not at home.

"Please."

"Zhaohua!" As soon as Zhao Lan came in, he strode straight towards Song Zhaohua, turned his head and looked at Song Zhancheng with displeasure, Song Zhancheng knew that he had done something wrong in advance, so he spoke first, "Sister is no longer in trouble, this time the emergency came suddenly, Jingyun treated my sister in time, just now Imperial Doctor Huang also came, saying that it would be okay to recuperate for a day or two." ”

After finishing speaking, Zhao Lan's eyes were fixed on Cheng Jingyun, and after a while, she nodded lightly and did not speak, and then looked at Song Zhaohua to confirm that it was really fine, and then walked out of the wing room and said, "Zhancheng, you come out with me." ”

Song Zhancheng gave Cheng Jingyun a reassuring look and followed Zhao Lan out, and then not long after, Cheng Jingyun heard Zhao Lan, Marquis of Anguo, scolding angrily outside: "Why are you so confused!" And then I didn't hear anything again.

Zhao Lan avoided talking to Song Zhancheng by herself, which must be something she couldn't listen to, so Cheng Jingyun didn't want to listen to anything deliberately.

I'm afraid that I just found out that the sound was too loud and noisy for Song Zhaohua to rest, so I might have walked a little farther, and now Cheng Jingyun really couldn't hear it at all.

However, he was faintly worried about Song Zhancheng.

After almost a stick of incense, Zhao Lan and Song Zhancheng came back one after the other, and to Cheng Jingyun's flattery, Zhao Lan said two words to her as soon as she came in.

"Princess, thank you for your help this time."

"Zhaohua, I'll talk about it for you over there."

Then there was no follow-up, and Song Zhaohua, who picked up the bed, walked out of the door of the wing room and returned to the Marquis of Anguo's mansion.