Although Xia Qingtian is not her biological father, she loves and pampers her as her biological daughter. Now that he is in a coma, how can she be honest and unconscious?

"Don't worry, I've already called the Imperial Doctor." Murong Xitian knew that Xia Ziluo was kind-hearted, and also knew that she had always felt that she owed Xia Qingtian's love, so she would definitely feel uncomfortable now.

He held her shoulders and supported her: "We have someone lift the prime minister up and lie down in the back hall."

"Yes." Xia Ziluo nodded blankly. If Murong Xitian hadn't been by her side, she really didn't know what to do.

In the past, she always joked about the heroine on TV. She didn't hit her immediately after her family fainted, and only knew how to cry.

Now she understands that the impact of a relative's accident can easily cause a person to collapse.

While comforting him, Murong Xitian called for someone to lift Xia Qingtian. Soon, the eunuchs carried Xia Qingtian to the side hall. At this moment, the imperial physicians also arrived quickly with the medicine box.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Your Majesty." The Imperial Doctor gave the courtesy before he went to treat Xia Qingtian.

Xia Ziluo looked at everyone surrounding Xia Qingtian, and his heart raised his throat: "Xi Tian, ​​you said my father... will be fine, right?"

this……

If Xia Qingtian dies, it will be a great good thing for them. God has eyes and has attracted the evil people.

But for Xia Ziluo, she may feel guilty as a kind person.

"Don't worry." How could Xia Qingtian be so angry that he was so angry that he lived for thousands of years?

Murong Xitian touched Xia Ziluo's head, and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with warm fingers: "Don't cry anymore, otherwise I won't let you stay, I'll take you home now."

Uh...is this comfort?

Xia Ziluo was shocked to tears. She could never have imagined that Murong Xitian's comforting tone was so full of threat.

"Why are you crying? Can you cry after being scared by you?" Xia Ziluo rubbed his slightly red eyes.

This This This This--

Murong Leiting watched the scene of the couple showing their love, and was almost burned by the thunder.

This is his younger brother in his impression. There is no place where the iceberg that freezes to death. It is clearly a lake of spring water. There is also Xia Ziluo, where is the arrogant and domineering place? Now, how can he be a good wife?

What made him most thrilled was that Murong Xitian did not deceive Xia Qingtian and instead comforted Xia Ziluo?

"Brother of the Emperor..." Murong Leiting spoke, but couldn't ask, and sighed again, "I have time to go to the palace and talk to me. I think you should have a lot of things to say."

He bit this a lot very hard.

Murong Xitian immediately understood: "Yes, I will come here in person another day and tell Your Majesty one by one."

After receiving a satisfactory reply, Murong Leiting nodded: "It's so good."

Murong Xitian couldn't help but curl up the corners of his lips, and then Murong Leiting smiled slightly. The tacit understanding between the two brothers reached the extreme in this smile.

"Your Majesty, Princess, Princess." After the imperial physician diagnosed, he made an analysis and discussion, and then he dared to repay him. "The Prime Minister was anxious and caused fainting. I have already applied an injection, and the Prime Minister will wake up in a while. But... The Prime Minister is afraid that he will have to rest in bed for a while, not get angry or be too tired, so that this disease can be cured and recovered little by little."
Chapter completed!