Luo Jia frowned: "Your Majesty, what are you doing?"
The prince gasped slightly: "Father, tell this yellow-haired girl to go away. I don't believe in her medical skills at all. There are so many famous doctors in the North. She can't do it. What does she mean? She is just trying to make up for it. There is no way she can cure me. You call her
roll……"
Seeing that his son's tone was uncontrollably irritable, Luo Jia was obviously in despair about his condition. He could only comfort his son: "Although Fang Fei has no practical experience, she is knowledgeable and knowledgeable..."
It was Fang Fei's voice: "I healed all the sick animals in the temple; there were also some patients who came to pray, and I never failed. I have experience..."
The prince interrupted her: "You compare me to an animal?"
Seeing his son like this, Luojia hurriedly said: "Fangfei, you go down first."
She stood stubbornly, motionless, with sweat pouring from her forehead, as if to say, you can question others, but you cannot question my medical skills.
The prince's voice was even sharper and breathless: "Get out, get out..."
Seeing her biting the corner of her mouth stubbornly, Luo Jia said angrily: "Fangfei, didn't you hear what the prince said?"
She bit her lip, shook her head, and was very disappointed: "Your Majesty, I am also a 'princess' after all! What, you have forgotten? Whether you or the prince, at least you should have a minimum of sacrifices to your great god.
respect."
Luo Jia's expression suddenly changed. Fang Fei didn't look at him, she put down the medicine bowl and walked to the door, but she said to the prince: "The medicine is there, do you like to take it or not." Then, she turned around and left.
She walked out, looked at the rising sun outside, and touched the red apple in her pocket. The prince, just like his father, was a chameleon with two faces. She took out the apple and threw it away without hesitation.
It fell out into the dense grass and made no sound at all.
Once the door is closed, everything becomes pure.
The prince gasped slightly and sighed softly: "Father, you don't have to worry about me anymore."
Seeing his son like this, Luo Jia became even more anxious: "Don't worry, if Fang Fei can't do it, I will find someone else to cure you." His voice also became slightly angry, "This girl Fang Fei, I always feel that she is not trying her best...
…”
The prince said calmly: "She is just a girl who can only talk on paper, just bragging. What real ability can she have? And she has no manners. I am not happy to see her. Father, you'd better find someone else. I really can't see it."
I don’t know how sure she is that she can cure me."
Luo Jia saw that his son was completely indifferent to Fang Fei. He had no confidence in Fang Fei's medical skills. He was angry and depressed. When he saw that his son had closed his eyes and fell asleep again, he had to walk out bitterly.
As soon as he left, Li Yicai came in with another bowl of medicine and lowered his voice: "This is what the princess prepared for you."
"Ah? There's more?"
"She told me to take it twice a day."
The prince looked towards the door, with a faint smile in his dim eyes, took the bowl and drank it all in one gulp.
There are only three days until the rain prayer meeting.
Luojia was discussing some details with the high priest when he saw an attendant hurriedly came over with a pale face: "Your Majesty, it's bad, the prince is vomiting blood..."
Luojia was shocked, got up and rushed to the prince's room.
The aisle was already filled with attendants, and everyone was trembling with fear. When they saw Luo Jia, they hurriedly made way for them. Luo Jia rushed in and saw Li Yizheng supporting the prince, with a look of panic on his face.
The corners of the prince's mouth were covered with blood. He put a hand on his chest and gasped violently. Then he opened his mouth again and a mouthful of black blood spurted out. His eyes gradually became blurred, as if he was about to die.
Luo Jia was horrified and rushed forward to support his son: "Your Majesty, what happened?"
"Father, I, I can't do it anymore..."
Luo Jia's heart sank. He thought of Fang Fei and how the prince had taken all her medicines in the past few days? He was furious: "Come here, bring Fang Fei up..."
"Father, it's none of her business, she just doesn't have good medical skills..."
"It's not that she has bad medical skills!" Luo Jia could almost conclude that this evil little thing was seeking revenge. She was taking revenge! He should have been wary of her, but he didn't expect that she killed him so quickly.