Chapter 2225 (1/2)
”Your Highness took the medicine that hurt his health all the year round in the early years, and his health has been damaged. Although he was brought back to health some days ago, he was too tired these days, and now his old disease has recurred. It can take more than one year or less than half a year to recover.” Liu Zheng had already had a pulse for Yan cenxuan. At the moment, he saw flowers coming from the street of Yan Beicheng. He told them about his illness one by one.
The eyebrows on the street suddenly twisted.
Yibao Rongdi's condition now, I'm afraid it won't last for half a month.
The emperor can't hang in the air all the year round.
”I'll see.” Mo Shanghua pinched the palm of her hand and walked towards the inner room.
Yan cenxuan is still in a coma at the moment. He has a pretty face that is as warm as jade. At the moment, he is pale and almost dead. His forehead is sweating slightly and his brow is frowning. He seems to be in a nightmare.
You can't wake up at will in the nightmare. The flower on the street thinks about it a little. Without much attention, she directly pulls his wrist to feel his pulse.
Repeated diagnosis of several times, and Liu Zheng said the results are almost the same.
Yan cenxuan's body, in addition to the root cause of the disease, is the perennial use of adverse drugs in the body, the damage caused by the body is lifelong, if you do nothing, just rest for two or three years, maybe you can recover.
However, he was born in the Royal identity, he is doomed to live in peace.
”How?” Yan Beicheng's low voice sounded behind the flowers on the street.
Flowers on the road, lips light pursed, silent.
As he was about to pull out his hand between Yan cenxuan's wrists and get up to leave, Yan cenxuan closed his eyes tightly, and his pale lips spat out very light words, ”Qianqian, Qianqian, you're back, Qianqian...”
don't mention the flowers on the street. Yan Beicheng's face turned black in an instant. He forcefully broke Yan cenxuan's hand and took back his wife's hand.