A day passed, two days went by.
A month had gone by.
The news that Ye Ge had been poisoned had already been secretly transmitted to the palace, and the Emperor had sent famous doctors from all over to check on Ye Ge's condition.
However, Ye Ge's condition still showed no signs of improvement. He was now like a vegetative person; aside from being able to open his eyes, he could only lie quietly in place at other times.
Nan Feng knew that if Ye Ge could feel anything, he would be in excruciating pain at this moment. No one could accept being immobile and having to rely on others for all their needs, including eating and going to the bathroom.
During this time, she had been by Ye Ge's side, personally taking care of him every day. She watched as one famous doctor after another came and left, each time with a helpless look. Nan Feng felt very lost. She even considered ending Ye Ge's life first and then following him.
