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While the two were talking, Zhuo Yu in the distance suddenly felt a pain in his heart for no reason, the pain came so fast, Zhuo Yu's face turned pale instantly, the pain caused him to bend over and cover his chest, but it was useless, the red blood horse Zhuo Yu was not completely tamed by Zhuo Yu, and he was still galloping on all fours in the racecourse, Zhuo Yu was in so much pain that he couldn't speak, and as the pain intensified, his head also became dizzy, Chu Xiongjie was talking to Hu Bao , did not notice the situation here, Zhuo Yu was in extreme pain, the first person who wanted to ask for help was Chu Xiongjie, but before he could open his mouth, he was already unconscious and fell off the horse.

"It's not good! Wei Guiren fell off the horse!" The exclamation of people in the racecourse interrupted Chu Xiongjie's thoughts. He quickly turned around and galloped towards the direction where Zhuo Yu fell from the horse. He got very worried, and Hu Bao hurriedly followed.

Chu Xiongjie looked at the man who was still high-spirited just now, frowning and fainting on the ground, his chest felt congested, he picked him up and hurried towards the bedroom: "Quickly announce the imperial doctor." Then he said: "The people who serve in the racecourse are all What are they doing for food? I can’t even look down on a person, and those who are on duty today will all be killed.”

"Your Majesty, this servant has sent someone to call the imperial physician." Hu Bao responded repeatedly.

After Chu Xiongjie listened, the worry in his eyes did not dissipate. He walked very fast, and Hu Bao had to trot to keep up. Hu Bao ran panting, while keeping an eye on Chu Xiongjie. Unable to see Chu Xiongjie's panic, Hu Bao felt a little puzzled when he saw the panic-stricken emperor, but he dared not speak.

The emperor called, the imperial physician did not dare to neglect, when Chu Xiongjie carried him to the sleeping hall where he was resting recently, they had already been waiting there for a long time.

Chu Xiongjie carefully put the man on the bed, stepped back half a step, and let the imperial physician diagnose the pulse.

Those who came were all highly skilled imperial physicians from the imperial hospital, all of them were over half a century old. They half-kneeled on the ground, and went up one by one to check the pulse carefully. "What exactly is going on?"

"Report to the emperor," Zhang Taiyi, the chief physician of the imperial hospital, saluted, and replied: "Congratulations to the emperor, nobleman Wei is very happy."

"What did you say?" Chu Xiongjie was stunned.

"Your Majesty Wei is happy. Judging from the pulse, it's almost three months," Imperial Physician Zhang said. Injury, the dragon fetus has not been affected."

Chu Xiongjie heard the words of Imperial Physician Zhang, and the eager and worried look on his face slowly faded away. He turned away everyone except Imperial Physician Zhang, glanced at the sleeping person on the bed, turned and walked outside.

"The soup and medicine are offered every day, why is he still pregnant?" Chu Xiongjie's voice was faint, no emotion could be heard.

Imperial Physician Zhang was very frightened, and said carefully: "The dosage of the soup is not large, and Wei Guiren is physically strong, and he is a special pet, and it is also possible to be pregnant..." Imperial Physician Zhang looked up secretly after finishing speaking. Taking a look at Chu Xiongjie, he saw that although he looked like an ancient well without waves, the more he looked like this, the more uneasy Doctor Zhang said: "But even if I am pregnant... the effect of this secret medicine... ..."

"The widow knows," Chu Xiongjie waved his hand, signaling Imperial Physician Zhang to shut up: "Go and prescribe the anti-fetal medicine."

"Antibiotics?"

"What kind of anti-fetal medicine, I feel that Doctor Zhang understands better than I do." Chu Xiongjie touched the jasper finger on his thumb: "Just a little, don't hurt Wei Guiren's body, understand?"

Doctor Zhang knelt down and said, "I understand."

When Zhuo Yu woke up, it was already dark, he opened his heavy eyelids, his head was still dizzy, and his chest seemed to be in pain, recalling the fierce heartache before falling off the horse, Zhuo Yu still had lingering fears in his heart.

"woke up?"

The familiar voice came to his ears, Zhuo Yu tilted his head, under the candlelight, Chu Xiongjie was sitting in front of his couch, his gentle eyes fell on Zhuo Yu's face, as if he was waiting for him to wake up.

Zhuo Yu's heart warmed up, and he stretched out his hand from under the quilt to touch him, but Chu Xiong knew him well, and took his hand first, and held his delicate white hand in his hand, even with some tightness.

"What's wrong with me?" Zhuo Yu was confused by Chu Xiongjie's appearance, and asked him, "Is there something wrong?"

"No, you're not sick," Chu Xiong said with a smile, "You're just pregnant."

As soon as this sentence came out, a man was full of disbelief like a fool. Regardless of the bruises on his body when he fell from the horse, he sat up from the bed, covered his stomach with his hands carefully, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was like a mountain flower blooming overnight.

"Pregnant with a child, so happy?"

"Yeah!" Zhuo Yu was cheerful like a child, with light in his eyes: "Happy! He is your child, our child, he must be as tall and handsome as you, and he can also be like me, my child." Just like daddy, my daddy is pretty!"

His voice was soaring, his words were full of hope and imagination, Chu Xiongjie exerted a little force with his palm on his knee, Zhuo Yu didn't see the haze in his eyes.

"Your Majesty," Hu Bao's voice came from outside the door: "The anti-fetal medicine has been delivered."

"Your Majesty, did you send me an anti-natal drug?" Zhuo Yu sat on his knees on the bed, and happily shouted out the door: "Then what are you waiting for, bring it in quickly," he said, feeling guiltily. Pregnant stomach: "If I knew I was pregnant with a child, I shouldn't be riding a horse, and I fell off, I don't know if it hurt him... Your Majesty, what did the imperial doctor say? The child is fine?" Zhuo Yu was anxious asked.

"The child is fine." Chu Xiongjie comforted him.

Hu Bao heard Zhuo Yu's voice and came in with an anti-fetal medicine.

Chu Xiongjie watched as Zhuo Yu took the bowl of soup with joy on his face, and slowly handed it to his mouth.

Clang.

The sound of a bowl falling to the ground.

Before Zhuo Yu could drink it, the medicine bowl was knocked to the ground by Chu Xiongjie.

"I saw a mosquito in the medicine bowl," Chu Xiongjie ordered in a deep voice, "Hu Bao, go change another bowl."

Zhuo Yu didn't doubt that he was there, she sat quietly on the bed and waited.