The popular prince and concubine: marry the little maid

Chapter 855 I Can't Live Without You

"The emperor—the door—the door is open."

Eunuch Liu trembled.

Looking back coldly.

Yes, the door opened, the door finally came, it was opened by the little maid, the imperial doctor was lightly trying the sweat off his face, and Qing'er's little face was still so pale.

"How? How is she?"

Leng Ran rushed in all at once, clutching the imperial physician's collar tightly, and asked.

"Your Majesty——" the imperial physician's voice was a little hoarse, and he didn't even have time to drink his saliva.

"how is she?"

"Your majesty, don't worry, as long as the empress can wake up, then she and the little prince will be fine."

Coldly shouted angrily: "What do you mean? Then when will she wake up?"

"this---"

The imperial physician wiped off his sweat, but Leng Ran couldn't wait, "Hurry up and talk."

"Your Majesty, the old minister has indeed tried his best. Your Majesty is bleeding too much, and the fetus in your womb is finally saved. My Majesty's body is very weak now, too weak. If your Majesty can wake up, then everything will be fine."

"She will definitely wake up. If she can't wake up, you don't want to live."

He roared again.

The imperial physician wiped off his sweat again: "Your Majesty, this is medicine, you have to feed it to your empress, it is very difficult for us to feed her this medicine, Your Majesty, you——"

"I understand, I will feed her."

Apart from feeding the medicine with the lips, I really can't think of a good way, and the imperial physician is also powerless, this can only be done by the emperor.

"Will she wake up?"

Looking at the imperial physician coldly, he didn't know how nervous he was.

"Your majesty, you should talk more to your empress. The old minister can feel that your empress has a strong sense of survival. Your empress, she will wake up, she will."

The doctor withdrew.

He couldn't wait to start feeding Qing'er the medicine, it was very laborious, but he didn't care, as long as she could wake up, he would do anything.

His forehead was covered with sweat, and he finally finished feeding Qing'er the medicine. He took a towel and gently wiped her little face, "Qing'er, you must wake up, okay? Qing'er, I Can't live without you—"

(End of this chapter)