The Pretty Wife of General Jinxiu Huanian

Chapter 124 Recurrent illness

These past few days, the Marquis' Mansion was shrouded in dark clouds, and the atmosphere was so gloomy that one could squeeze water out of it.

Yunxi's handsome face was full of worry, his eyes were bloodshot, and he stayed by the prince's bed all the time.

In the early morning, the sunlight finally squeezed in through the gap in the window screen and sprinkled on the ground in a crooked manner.

Yunxi rubbed her red and swollen eyes vigorously with her hands, staring straight at the pale-faced prince lying on the bed, her heart feeling as if it was being tightly gripped by a big hand.

"Your Highness, how do you feel?" Yunxi's voice trembled, his brows tightly furrowed, and he looked even more miserable than if he were sick himself.

The prince struggled to open his eyes slightly, moved his lips, and said weakly: "It still doesn't work. My whole body is as soft as cotton."

When Yunxi heard this, her brows twisted into knots. She quickly reached out and carefully touched the prince's forehead, "Oh, why is it burning again!"

At this moment, the maid Chuntao rushed in and shouted before she even had time to stand still: "Madam, the medicine is ready!"

Yunxi quickly stood up, took the medicine bowl, and blew gently on the rim of the bowl, "Your Highness, come, drink the medicine."

The prince forced himself to sit up. Just after taking a sip, he couldn't help coughing, "Cough cough cough... This medicine is too bitter."

Yunxi quickly reached out and gently stroked the prince's back, her brows furrowed, her face full of heartache, and she kept muttering, "Prince, be patient, be patient, drink the medicine and you will get better soon."

The prince gritted his teeth, his facial muscles tensed, and he forced himself to drink the bowl of medicine in one gulp.

Yunxi quickly handed over a candied fruit, and the prince took it and put it in his mouth. His brows relaxed a little, and he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Alas, if I want to get better soon, this little bit of suffering is nothing."

In the afternoon, the prince's condition became more serious and he started talking nonsense.

"Yunxi, don't leave me..." The prince held Yunxi's hand tightly, with such force that Yunxi's wrist turned red.

Yunxi's eyes were red and tears were welling up in them. She choked and said, "My Lord, I will not leave you. Wake up, wake up."

The doctor beside him shook his head repeatedly, stroked his beard, and said solemnly: "Madam, the prince's condition is so unpredictable and it is really difficult to deal with."

Yunxi was extremely anxious. She knelt down in front of the doctor with a plop. She grabbed the doctor's clothes and begged in tears, "Doctor, no matter what, you must find a way to cure the prince. As long as you can cure the prince, I will do anything."

The doctor sighed, quickly helped Yunxi up, and said helplessly, "Madam, I can only do my best."

At night, the Marquis's Mansion was brightly lit. Yunxi sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the prince without blinking.

She tucked the prince's quilt in, then wiped his forehead with a wet towel, not daring to stop for a moment.

At this moment, the prince suddenly began to convulse all over. Yunxi was so frightened that her face turned pale, her lips trembled, and she shouted at the top of her voice: "Hurry up and help me!"

When the maids heard the shouting, they hurried in, all of them in a panic.

Some of them were still holding things in their hands, and they dropped them to the ground with a clang.

Some of them accidentally bumped into each other and almost fell down.

The doctor also came trotting over, beads of sweat dripping down his forehead. He said breathlessly, "Madam, the prince is suffering from a high fever convulsion. The condition is critical."

Yunxi bit her lip tightly, "I must save the prince!"

Her eyes were bloodshot, her originally beautiful face now looked haggard, and her hair was a little messy.

Yunxi held the prince's hand tightly, as if it was her only support.

After some trouble, the prince's condition finally stabilized, but Yunxi was still worried.

"Madam, you should take a rest too. Your body can't bear it if you continue like this."

Chuntao looked worried, frowned, and reached out to pull Yunxi up.

Yunxi shook her head, her voice hoarse: "I'm not tired. As long as the prince can get better, I don't care what happens."

Her eyes never left the prince's face, she just stared at him infatuatedly.

The next day, the prince was still unconscious. Yunxi stayed by his bedside, his soul drained from him. He sat there blankly, his eyes empty and lifeless.

At this time, Yun Yao, the daughter of the Marquis's family, walked in. She was wearing a gorgeous dress, and the pearls and jade on her head were so dazzling that it made people dizzy.

Yun Yao pouted and said sarcastically, "What should we do? If anything happens to the prince, our mansion will..."

Yunxi glared at her fiercely and said sternly, "Shut up! The prince will be fine!"

Yun Yao snorted coldly and crossed her arms over her chest: "Humph, I'm just telling the truth."

Yunxi didn't bother to pay attention to her. She turned her head and continued to look at the prince, muttering, "Prince, you will definitely get better."

Another day passed, and the prince's condition still showed no signs of improvement.

Yunxi was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, pacing back and forth in the room.

"I heard that there is a miracle doctor outside the city with great medical skills. He may be able to cure the prince."

A maid said timidly, not daring to raise her head.

A glimmer of hope ignited in Yunxi's eyes. She quickly walked up to the maid and grabbed her arm tightly: "Go and invite him over."

However, when the so-called miracle doctor arrived at the Marquis's residence and examined the prince's condition, he shook his head and sighed, stroking his beard and saying helplessly: "I am incompetent. I cannot cure this disease."

Yunxi's heart instantly sank to the bottom, tears welling up in her eyes. She knelt down in front of the doctor with a plop: "Please think of another way. As long as it can save the prince, I will do anything."

"Is the prince really beyond saving?" Yunxi murmured to herself. She slumped on the ground with a look of despair in her eyes.

Just when Yunxi felt despair, the prince suddenly opened his eyes.

"Yunxi..." The prince's voice was so weak that it was almost inaudible.

Yunxi was overwhelmed with joy and rushed to the prince's bedside: "Prince, you're awake!"

But the prince's eyes were still blurry, and Yunxi's heart was lifted again. She held the prince's hand tightly and said in a trembling voice: "Prince, please hold on a little longer, you will get better."

The recurrence of the disease made everyone in the Marquis' Mansion panic, but Yunxi never left the prince and stayed firmly by his side.