Eighth Ye's Savage Concubine

Chapter 93 He's dying!
Facing Nangong Wuchen's gaze, Su Nuannuan was slightly taken aback.

Before she came back to her senses, Nangong Wuchen frowned, and held her hand nervously: "Why is your complexion so bad?"

"Maybe I'm too tired, just take a rest."

"Really?"

Nangong Wuchen looked Su Nuannuan up and down, with doubts in his eyes.

When his eyes fell on Su Nuannuan's injured finger, his eyes narrowed slightly: "You tested yourself!"

What Nangong Wuchen said was very firm.

This is not the first time Su Nuannuan has done this over the years.

And every time, she locked herself in the room, deliberately hiding it from everyone.

He was no stranger to such things, but his worry about her did not decrease in the slightest.

Facing Nangong Wuchen's gaze, Su Nuannuan withdrew her hand in a panic: "I found the antidote, you will hand it over to the Eight Sage Kings."

Handing the prescription in her hand to Nangong Wuchen, Su Nuannuan hid in the room with a guilty conscience and closed the door.

Glancing at the re-closed door, Nangong Wuchen came to Yuan Hua's room with the prescription.

"This is the antidote. You should send someone to grab the medicine and come back to save the princess."

"Thank you. I will send someone to grab the medicine right now." Taking the prescription from Nangong Wuchen, Bai Jinchu thanked him, and then handed the prescription to Lei Yu beside him: "No matter what method you use, We must get the medicine tonight!"

"promise!"

Fu body responded, and Lei Yu left the room without stopping.

In less than an hour, he came back with the medicinal materials and handed them to the maid in another courtyard to make the medicine.

Bai Jinchu guarded Yuanhua every step of the way. After watching her drink the soup, her nervous mood still did not relax.

It wasn't until Yuan Hua's spirit gradually recovered that he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Lei Yu, send the antidote to the palace overnight!"

……

At three o'clock, the candles in every room in the Yan Mansion had been extinguished, only a few candles were left on the veranda.

The butler ran on the veranda in a panic, shouting non-stop: "Master, something is wrong, young master...Young master is about to die!"

Following his voice, everyone in Yan's mansion was woken up one by one.

The dark rooms also became bright one by one.

In the main room, Taifu Yan heard the butler's voice, and put on a change of clothes in a panic.

He walked quickly to the door, and as soon as he opened the door, he saw the butler standing outside the door panting.

"What did you say?"

"Old... master, young master, he... he's dying!"

The butler gasped heavily, and repeated what he had just said.

The butler's words were like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, causing Taifu Yan's body to shake slightly.

Seeing this, the butler hurriedly stretched out his hand to stabilize his body: "Master, are you alright?"

"Quick, take the old man to have a look!"

Stabilizing his body, Taifu Yan brushed off the butler's hand, and quickly rushed to the corridor.

When he came to the door of Mr. Yan's room, he saw Mr. Yan lying on the bed, his body twitching non-stop.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Taifu Yan's heart couldn't help but tighten: "Go and ask the doctor, hurry up!"

"Young man, let's go."

The butler turned around and ran to the corridor, Taifu Yan didn't even look at him, and walked into the room.

His pace was slow, and with every step he took, his heart beat faster.

"Son, you'll be fine!"

When he came to the bed, Taifu Yan tightly held Young Master Yan's hand, his eyes were full of worry.

(End of this chapter)