Leftover Girl Crossing: King Leng's Stand-in Concubine

Chapter 91 The situation is critical ①
Murong Jin's heart shrank suddenly, and he tightly grasped Qingqing's hot, slender hand.

Murong Jin had an indescribable fear that if she didn't hold onto her firmly at this moment, she would disappear in an instant.

It seems that the scene of him crawling on Qingqing's lower abdomen listening to the baby's voice ten years ago is still vivid in his memory.

His fingers gently caressed Qingqing's lower abdomen, as if he could feel a little life in it.

He concealed his inner reluctance with a light tone, and said to the imperial physician, "Please try to keep the child as much as possible."

The imperial doctor bowed and said, "Prince Zhao, please don't worry, I will definitely try my best, but I am afraid that if there is a mistake, please be mentally prepared."

At this time, Qingqing, consciousness is still very confused, as if there is a fireball in front of his eyes, burning his face very hot, and after a while, he seems to be walking in the desert again, the dazzling sunlight is reflected in the endless rolling yellow sand, which is irritating and irritating. people despair.

"Hot...hot...hot" Listening to Qingqing's raving in high fever, Murong Jin was restless, like ants on a hot pot.The imperial physician was also at a loss what to do, such a high fever would be life-threatening if it persisted.

After a while, in the clear and vague consciousness, I only felt a cold thing surrounding her, as if it was the clear and bright snow water on the snow mountain, which made the scorching her feel cool.

The cold thing warmed up for a while, but it was as cold as snow water after a while, and after countless repetitions, Qingqing gradually lost consciousness again.

Murong Jin allowed his attendants to put on his coat, which was just a casual blue slanted uniform. At this moment, Murong Jin's eyes were bloodshot because he hadn't closed his eyes all night. He was worried and exhausted, making him look very haggard and no longer as vigorous as before. look.

The imperial physician hurriedly said, "My lord, you pour yourself so thoroughly to cool down your empress, be careful that you catch the cold too, and you will also drink a bowl of antipyretic soup later."

Murong Jin waved his hands and said, "I'm not in the way because I'm strong, and I'll ask the imperial physician to treat the princess wholeheartedly."

The maid came in with the boiled fever-reducing soup, and Murong Jin carefully fed the soup into Qingqing's mouth spoon by spoon.

(End of this chapter)