kvmb Chapter 308: Do you take your chapter seriously?
Chapter 308: Do you take your chapter seriously?
This ordinary tone is so ordinary that it makes people feel distressed.
Since he was a child, people around him have been constantly instilling in him the idea that he will not live long, as if this is an established fact that cannot be changed.
As he grows up, he has to face this cruel reality all the time, and every day seems like a countdown.
What's more, he was born into a royal family, surrounded by endless wealth and glory, and had seen too many things that were readily available.
Power, wealth, and glory may have been within his reach, but health has become the most unattainable luxury.
When he saw that his other brothers and sisters were able to run freely and enjoy life to the fullest, while he was trapped in this weak body, the helplessness and loss he felt might be something that others could never understand.
This kind of gap, this kind of having to face the finiteness and impermanence of life at such an early age, is so cruel for a person who should be full of hope and longing.
The atmosphere at the dinner table suddenly became a little dull, as if covered by a thick layer of haze.
Although the Seventh Prince rarely participated in court affairs due to his poor health, it did not mean that he knew nothing about the world.
Born into the royal family, he had to acquire the ability to read people's expressions since childhood. He keenly captured the heartache and regret expressed on everyone's face.
These expressions were something he rarely saw on other people's faces.
In the past years, this kind of affectionate compassion and sympathy would only be clearly displayed on the faces of his father and his wife.
Even the Queen Mother rarely expressed her emotions so openly.
Because in the eyes of everyone, he is unfortunate, but also lucky.
They all said that he was born into a royal family and had a noble status and superior living conditions.
Some people are born into poor families, suffer from illnesses but have no means of treatment, and do not even live to the age of 23.
Therefore, he should be grateful for his background.
However, he didn't know whether he should be glad.
This so-called luck, in his view, seemed more like a heavy shackle.
In this seemingly lucky cage, he suffered from illness day after day, and was full of confusion and fear about the future.
He didn't know how much longer he could survive, and he didn't know what the meaning of his existence was.
Perhaps, it really is just living a few years longer than others.
But how many of these extra years are truly of high quality and value?
He looked at the food in front of him, his thoughts had already drifted away. The confusion in his heart was like an endless wilderness, and he could not find a way out.
In this dull and almost suffocating atmosphere, Su Yue stood up in time and tried to break this depressing situation.
She moved slightly closer to the Seventh Prince. Everyone could clearly hear her, but she insisted on pretending to be whispering.
The Seventh Prince looked at Su Yue, who was very close to him. Her big eyes blinked, bright and clear, like the twinkling stars in the night sky.
At this moment, his heart began to beat rapidly involuntarily for the first time, and a heart-pounding feeling he had never experienced before quietly came over him.
He tried his best to hide the strange feeling in his heart. His ears turned red and he looked away uncomfortably, trying to cover up his panic.
Su Yue, immersed in her own words, was oblivious. She deliberately lowered her voice and spoke mysteriously, "Seventh Prince, if you trust me, I can't guarantee a permanent cure, but I can guarantee you'll live for another twenty years. I..."
Before Su Yue could finish her words, she heard a clang and the chopsticks in the seventh prince's hand fell to the ground.
He stared at Su Yue with wide eyes in disbelief, his voice trembling slightly with excitement: "Miss Su, you...are you serious?"
At this moment, the Seventh Prince no longer cared about his usual reserve and calmness. His eyes were full of eagerness and expectation, as if someone groping in the darkness suddenly saw a ray of light.
The Seventh Prince's hands were shaking more and more violently, and the frequency of the shaking seemed to be an outward reflection of his inner turmoil.
He always thought that he had accepted the cruel arrangement of fate. However, when the dawn of hope suddenly came, he was shocked to realize that the desire for life deep in his heart was so strong, so strong that he could not resist to get closer to this glimmer of hope that might change his fate.
Su Yue’s eyes were firm, she nodded heavily, and said seriously: “But I’m not a doctor, I can’t accept other people’s questioning or approval.
However, if you trust me, I'll give you a prescription. You can take it to the Imperial Hospital for research. Once it's confirmed to be safe, you can decide whether to use it. I'm not a doctor, but this prescription might actually be useful. I guarantee it will work. I..."
Su Yue wanted to finish her words eagerly, but her words were interrupted by the Seventh Prince's excited actions.
The Seventh Prince suddenly stretched out his hands and tightly grasped Su Yue's hands with such force, as if he was afraid that if he let go, his hope would vanish like a bubble.
His voice became hoarse with excitement, even with a hint of sob: "I believe you!"
At this moment, the Seventh Prince's eyes were red, and a blazing flame was burning in his originally dull eyes, as if a drowning man had finally grabbed a life-saving straw.
He held Su Yue's hand as if he had held the most precious treasure in his life, and was reluctant to let go for a long time.
Su Yue looked at the sincere and determined eyes of the Seventh Prince, which did not seem fake at all, and her heart finally settled down.
Medical methods in later generations have become very advanced, and various special-effect medicines have emerged one after another. If all else fails, there are still traditional Chinese medicine prescriptions that have been passed down for thousands of years. You can find many of them with a simple search on the Internet.
Asthma is just a chronic disease in later generations. As long as it is properly controlled, it is not fatal. As long as there are no unexpected circumstances, there is no problem living for decades.
The Seventh Prince felt much happier after receiving Su Yue's firm assurance.
It's just that the way he expressed this joy seemed a little subtle and implicit.
I saw him silently eating up all the vegetables and soup that were originally piled up in the bowl, and even after finishing the meal, he still felt that he was not satisfied.
Deep in his heart, he inexplicably trusted Su Yue.
Just because Su Yue was able to pull him back from the brink of death that day alone, this life-saving grace and the extraordinary ability demonstrated by Su Yue made him firmly believe that Su Yue was not a person who spoke nonsense.
Anyway, for him, the worst case scenario is just like now, waiting for the end of his fate in the torment of illness.
In this case, no matter what the result of the prescription given by Su Yue is, he is willing to give it a try. Even if there is only a glimmer of hope, he will never let it go.
After the meal, the Seventh Prince showed no signs of leaving and continued to chat happily with his husbands.
Seeing that they were chatting so happily, Su Yue stopped talking and let them continue.
But at this moment, she noticed that Mu Feng's face showed a hint of fatigue.