Three days had passed since Ji Xun went into a coma.
He never woke up once in these three days.
Lord Yi'an named all the doctors and imperial physicians in the capital as quacks.
Even Priest Yongyan could only shake his head.
Before he said Ji Xun would be fine if he stayed with Ming Shu, but why did it become like this?
Priest Yongyan also couldn't think it through. The prince was well at that time.
The princess consort also accompanied him.
Ming Shu sat beside the bed with her head lowered, and the expression on her face was totally blocked off.
"Princess Consort."
Ming Shu looked up to the speaker, her eyes calm.
Lord Yi'an looked like he was ten years older, and very tired. "You should go back and take a rest, I'll stay with him for a while."
"No, I'd better accompany him here," Ming Shu said lightly. "If he wakes up and doesn't see me, he'll cry again. It's very troublesome."
