When the master and servant hurried all the way to the door of the main room of Jichang Garden, several imperial doctors were standing in the outer room of the room with sad faces, silent.

The condition of this son is strange, and they have no way to start. But if it can't be cured, even if the prince doesn't want their lives, I'm afraid it will be ......

I think that two years ago, several of their colleagues who treated the second son and second grandson of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince were removed from their posts by the emperor and demoted to concubines because they failed to cure the second grandson of the emperor.

At present, this prince is the emperor's most optimistic son, the son-in-law of His Royal Highness King Fu, if they can't heal well, let him be gone, this punishment will definitely not be lighter than that time......

"I've seen the princess—" Timid Yu, who was still standing by the screen on one side, was the first to see them who had just stopped at the door, and immediately saluted Jiang Shu, who was at the front.

Only then did the imperial doctors notice her arrival, and they also hurriedly bowed to her.

Jiang Shu raised his foot and stepped into the door, waved his hand to signal that they didn't have to be polite, glanced at the inner room with the embroidered curtain hanging low, and said, "How is it?" Is it better? ”

Several imperial doctors glanced at each other, and they all shook their heads.

Jiang Shu couldn't help frowning, didn't say anything more, took a few steps inside, and directly opened the embroidery curtain and walked in.

Entering the inner room, her eyes fell on the stove that was not burning too vigorously on the ground, and her brow couldn't help but tighten even tighter.

Then he strode to the bed, and said to Zhu Changxun, who was sitting on the edge of the bed and turned his head when he heard the movement: "Let me take a look." ”

Zhu Changxun knew that she knew some medical skills, nodded slowly, stood up, and gave her the position.

Jiang Shu came closer, and then saw Song'er who was tightly wrapped in several layers of quilts. At this moment, he was in a deep coma, and his small body was constantly twitching.

Such symptoms are very similar to ......

Her heart couldn't help but tighten, she quickly raised her hand and touched his red little face and forehead, and saw that it was as she expected, the touch was hot, and she hurriedly lifted all the upper layers of the quilt on his body, leaving only the close-fitting layer, and turned her head to look at Zhulu who was waiting on the side and the screen that came in with her: "Quick, open the window, open the embroidery curtain, and bring the stove out——"

"Won't the world be cold?" Zhulu glanced at Song'er, whose small body was still twitching on the bed, and said with a worried face.

She covered him with so many layers of quilts, lit a stove, hung down the embroidered curtains, closed the windows, and sealed the room tightly, and he still shook like this, if he took them all off, wouldn't it ......

"You think he's frozen like this?" Jiang Shu couldn't help but snort coldly, "He's carbon monoxide poisoning——! ”

"Poisoned?" When Zhu Lu heard this, she couldn't help but be shocked, "How can you be poisoned?" ”

"Don't ask, do as the princess tells you!" Without waiting for Jiang Shu to answer, Zhu Changxun ordered in a deep voice.

"Yes." Zhulu nodded respectfully, walked quickly to the windowsill not far away, raised her hand to open the window, and waited until the screen hung up the embroidery curtain, picked up the stove on the ground and walked outside.

"Can it still be saved?" After Ping Qian also took a step back, Zhu Changxun turned his head to look at Jiang Shu in front of him.

Chang Zhan died to save him, this Song'er is Chang Zhan's only flesh and blood, no matter what, he has to find a way to let him live.

"I'll try," this deep poisoning of carbon oxide is not easy to treat, and even if it is rescued, it is very likely to leave dementia, paralysis and other problems, Jiang Shu hesitated slightly, "Lord Wang, please go out first." ”

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