"Fuzi, call the imperial doctor." Chu Chenxi shouted coldly outside.

"Your Majesty, you really don't need to cough cough cough cough ......" Yu Fuyao wanted to stop his voice, but he didn't want to cough even more.

Chu Chenxi gently smoothed her back for her, looking at her pale face, her apricot eyes were rippling, and her face was a little colder.

"If I say it's going to work, I'll use it." There is an irresistible momentum in the low magnetic voice.

Yu Fuyao couldn't hold it up when he coughed, and there was no other good way to stop coughing except for constantly inhaling and exhaling.

She could feel the worried gaze from Chu Chenxi, but even if she wanted to say something, she was powerless.

Asthma is an old problem that she grew up with

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