"House doctor, please come and see what's going on with the prince?"

Upon hearing this, the court doctor sighed softly, slowly walked to the prince's side, and began to take the prince's pulse carefully.

His brows were furrowed, and his fingers gently slid over the prince's pulse, as if looking for some clues. However, after a moment, he shook his head helplessly.

"Alas, Yingyi! The prince's pulse... is still the same as before, stable and normal, with no signs of any abnormality. I am really at a loss as to what to do with his leg pain and inability to speak!"

Ouyang Yuxuan, who was on the roof, admired his wife very much.

He whispered: "Wife, can you give me some of this poison? I can do the same if I meet an enemy."

Chu Yiyi raised her head and looked towards Ouyang Yuxuan. After thinking for a while, Ouyang Yuxuan took some medicine.

Whispered: "There is a label on the bottle, read it carefully before use... By the way, the green bottle contains the antidote, be careful not to use it on yourself."

Ouyang Yuxuan: "I know, I just know that my wife cares about me..."

Chu Yiyi continued to watch the show. Ying Yi in the study was like an ant on a hot pot, pacing back and forth non-stop.

Ying Yi's heart tightened when he heard this. He knew very well that the prince's illness was very serious. If the cause was not found and treated in time, the consequences would be disastrous.

"How could this happen? Court Doctor, can you take a closer look and see if there is anything you missed?"

The court physician said: "Yingyi, I have been practicing medicine for decades. Although my medical skills are not as good as those of the imperial doctors, I am still well-known among the people.

But the prince's illness is so strange that I have no clue after feeling his pulse."

Yingyi's voice trembled a little. He looked at the painful face of the prince and felt as if his heart was being cut by a knife.

"Then...what should we do? We can't just watch the prince suffer, right?"

After hesitating for a moment, the court doctor finally made up his mind.

"Yes! The prince's illness cannot be delayed any longer. Yingyi, go find the butler! Ask him to take the prince's token to the palace to invite the imperial physician. Perhaps only the imperial physician can solve the mystery of the prince's illness."

When Ying Yi heard this, a glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes. He turned around and was about to leave, but suddenly stopped.

"Okay! I'll go right away! Court doctor, you stay here and watch over the prince first, I'll be back soon."

The court doctor nodded and watched Ying Yi leave in a hurry. He sat back beside the prince and gently covered him with a thin blanket, his eyes full of worry and concern.

"Don't worry, Yingyi."

Outside the study, Yingyi almost ran to find the housekeeper. The housekeeper was in the yard directing the servants to clean the courtyard, and was surprised to see Yingyi so anxious.

"Yingyi, what's wrong with you? Why are you sweating so much?"

Shadow 1: "Housekeeper! Quick! Go to the Imperial Hospital and ask the doctor to come and see the master! The master can't move his legs, can't speak... The doctor can't find any problem!"

The butler was shocked when he heard this, and he immediately realized the seriousness of the matter.

"What?! The prince...Okay! Yingyi, you go back and guard the prince first, I'll go prepare the carriage and token!"

Ying Yi: "We must hurry! Otherwise the palace gates will be locked! The master's illness cannot be delayed!"

"I understand! Don't worry!"

As the butler spoke, he quickly walked to the storeroom to prepare the carriage and token.

Yingyi stood there, looking at the butler's departing back, praying silently in his heart that the imperial physician would arrive as soon as possible to save the prince from the dire straits.

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