Calls and shouts kept coming from outside the door.
But Zhan Xiaoli, curled up under the covers, seemed not to hear anything.
Still sweating profusely, he murmured in a low voice, "No... my mother is not a bad woman... she isn't..."
"Mother can't be a bad person..."
Pitiful Zhan Xiaoli buried himself in the quilt, his eyes red from crying.
He seemed oblivious to any sounds reaching his ears.
Yun Xiaojing, standing outside the door, sensed something was wrong.
He kicked the door hard.
But it wouldn't budge.
His strength was still not enough.
"I need to find Uncle Qiu quickly!"
Yun Xiaojing took off running, his speed impressive.
Not long after.
He found Qiu Lu.
Qiu Lu had just escorted Zhan Tianye to the study and was coming out when he saw Yun Xiaojing.
"Xiaojing, running again?" Qiu Lu's eyes widened.
Not bad!
He's got potential!
"Brother locked himself in his room, and he won't open the door no matter how I call him! I feel like he's in a very bad state. Uncle Qiu, please hurry and help me kick the door open. I can't let Brother be sad and distressed alone!" Yun Xiaojing said urgently.
Fine beads of sweat covered his little nose.
He had run so fast.
He was already drenched in sweat.
Qiu Lu paused, not taking it too seriously. "The young prince does like to be alone when he's unhappy. Let's not disturb him for today."
It seemed that even Xiaojing couldn't help the young prince out of his sorrow.
"No, no, it's different from before! This time he is truly heartbroken. I can feel his sadness completely! Uncle Qiu, hurry! Let's go quickly!" Yun Xiaojing didn't care about anything else and grabbed Qiu Lu's arm to pull him along.
He could truly, truly feel that Zhan Xiaoli was extremely, extremely sad and distressed!
Seeing Yun Xiaojing's insistence, Qiu Lu couldn't refuse.
So he followed Yun Xiaojing.
They reached the door.
Looking at the tightly shut door, Qiu Lu knocked gently and asked, "Young Prince, open the door. Xiaojing and I are very worried about you."
When his words fell, he waited for a moment, but there was still no response from Zhan Xiaoli.
Yun Xiaojing was frantic. "Kick it open! Kick the door right open!"
Qiu Lu hesitated.
Yun Xiaojing was impatient and couldn't wait any longer. He needed to see Zhan Xiaoli quickly!
That bad woman, hurting Zhan Xiaoli's heart!
See how he would deal with her!
His little legs, his tiny feet, kicked the door with all his might.
There was still no response or obstruction from Zhan Xiaoli inside the room.
At this point, Qiu Lu sensed something was not right. He quickly kicked the door open.
With a "bang!"
The door flew open.
Yun Xiaojing was the first to rush in.
He looked around, but Zhan Xiaoli was nowhere to be seen. Just as he thought Zhan Xiaoli had run off to find that bad woman, he saw Zhan Xiaoli huddled at the foot of the bed, wrapped in a quilt, trembling all over.
"Brother!"
Yun Xiaojing hurried onto the bed.
Seeing Zhan Xiaoli's pale little face and damp hair, he anxiously shouted to Qiu Lu, "Uncle Qiu, Brother is sick! Hurry and find a doctor!"
"No, hurry and find my mother!"
His mother's medical skills were amazing, second to none!
"What? The young prince is sick?"
"Your mother?"
Qiu Lu was momentarily confused by Yun Xiaojing's words.
Yun Xiaojing blinked. In his haste, he had let it slip, "When I'm sick, I like to find my mother. I... I just meant for Uncle Qiu to hurry and find a doctor!"
Qiu Lu saw Zhan Xiaoli on the bed, already unconscious with fever, and his heart suddenly clenched. He also became anxious. "I'll go now!"
A moment later.
Zhan Tianye arrived. He went straight to Zhan Xiaoli's bedside.
He unexpectedly saw Yun Xiaojing wiping Zhan Xiaoli's face with a small cloth.
He hadn't expected Yun Xiaojing to care so much about Zhan Xiaoli.
The two little fellows were truly like brothers, helping and supporting each other.
Yun Xiaojing saw Zhan Tianye arrive and immediately said to him, "Quick, hold Brother's hand, give Brother warmth, and tell Brother the doctor will be here soon!"
Why was the scumbag father just standing there motionlessly?
Didn't he care about Brother at all?
Brother was sick!
He needed care!
Zhan Tianye was stunned. Hold Zhan Xiaoli's hand?
Before he could react, Yun Xiaojing had already pulled Zhan Xiaoli's hand and placed it in Zhan Tianye's, then handed the small cloth in his hand to Zhan Tianye. "It's your turn to take care of Brother!"
The scumbag father was too exasperating.
Completely clueless about taking care of someone!
Zhan Tianye looked at the cloth in his hand and frowned slightly, but he still went to wipe Zhan Xiaoli's forehead.
Holding Zhan Xiaoli's small hand so closely was something that had rarely happened before.
The little hand was somewhat cold.
His entire hand was smaller than his palm.
Just then, Qiu Lu entered quickly with a doctor.
At first, he didn't notice.
Suddenly, his eyes widened, and he looked at Zhan Tianye in disbelief.
Was the sun rising from the west?
His Highness was holding the young prince's hand and even meticulously taking care of him!
"Your Highness, the doctor has arrived!"
Zhan Tianye put away the cloth. "Mm."
The old doctor stepped forward immediately, took Zhan Xiaoli's pulse, and felt his forehead.
Then he said, "The young prince must have been frightened, which led to catching a chill. However, the young prince currently has a high fever and needs to be carefully attended to. If the high fever leads to convulsions, it could endanger the young prince's life."
Zhan Tianye's dark eyes deepened upon hearing this.
Qiu Lu was startled. This was the most serious illness the young prince had ever had!
High fever?
For such a young child, if not careful, a high fever could truly be life-threatening!
"This is the prescription. Prepare the medicine with this formula and give it to the young prince to take. And this, if the young prince's high fever does not subside, you must use these herbs to make a medicated bath," the old doctor instructed meticulously.
An hour later.
Zhan Xiaoli's high fever had not subsided.
In his daze, he was still force-fed medicine, but the high fever persisted.
Zhan Tianye initially didn't pay much attention.
After all, Zhan Xiaoli had rarely been sick since childhood, and it was just a chill.
However, it wasn't until the middle of the night that Zhan Xiaoli's fever still hadn't gone down!
Yun Xiaojing fumbled and touched Zhan Xiaoli's forehead, jumping up in fright. "Brother's forehead feels like a hot coal! It's too hot!"
If it continued like this, Zhan Xiaoli wouldn't make it!
"Hurry and find my... find Aunt Yun Shu!" Yun Xiaojing cried out in alarm.
Zhan Tianye touched it.
It was hotter than it had been in the afternoon.
There were no signs of improvement whatsoever.
Upon hearing Yun Xiaojing's words, Zhan Tianye's gaze suddenly sharpened as he looked at Yun Xiaojing. "Where did you learn that Aunt Yun Shu knows medicine?" In the capital, not many people should know that Yun Shu has medical skills.
He had let it slip again.
Yun Xiaojing couldn't care anymore, his eyes darting around. "A few days ago, I accidentally overheard Uncle Qiu and Godfather talking about Aunt Yun Shu knowing medicine. Aunt Yun Shu is so good to Brother, she will definitely save Brother!"
He no longer cared if his mother found out.
He couldn't let Brother die from illness!