If Chu Xuanchen were to find out that the mastermind behind the scenes was him, it would be very unfavorable to him.

So of course he had to act first, and kill Chu Xuanchen first, then he could cut the grass and root out, and he would never suffer from future troubles.

He forbeared for a while, and then sent someone to check Chu Xuanchen's reality before he acted.

After everyone left, Chu Xuanchen's body shook, and a wisp of blood suddenly overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Then, as soon as he softened, he fell to the ground.

"Lord!" Mo Li saw this and hurriedly supported him with gentle wind.

Seeing that Chu Xuanchen was dying, they quickly helped him in and put him on the bed again.

"Master, why did you vomit blood again?" Mo Li choked up.

With that said, he had wiped off the blood from the corners of his mouth for Chu Xuanchen.

Doctor Lin hurriedly said: "Lieutenant Mo, the prince was very weak just now and couldn't stand up at all. But in order to deter Zhang Shifan, he forced himself to stand up. He vomited blood because he injured his internal organs. "

"What? Then you go and make medicine for the prince, the prince must not fall down." Mo Li said worriedly.

"Okay, I'll go right away. But the prince has a lack of appetite, and he hasn't eaten much these days, and his body is seriously lacking in nutrition. This is only taking medicine and healed slowly. Only by letting him eat more, the disease will heal quickly. Mo. Lieutenant, you persuade the prince to eat more nutritious food." Doctor Lin persuaded.

"Okay, I will." Mo Li said.

"Mo Li, is there any porridge?" Mo Li was stunned, and heard Chu Xuanchen's faint voice.

"Ah, Lord, you want to have porridge? Yes, Feng'er has been preparing." Mo Li said excitedly.

Feng'er also looked happy, "Master, wait a minute, I'll go to the kitchen to serve porridge."

With that said, she ran out to serve the porridge.

Thinking of Zhang Shifan's arrogant face, Chu Xuanchen clenched his fists fiercely, his eyes were full of terrifying killing intent, as well as full of ambition and fighting spirit.

The more arrogant Zhang Shifan and the more he wants to suppress him, the stronger he must be and the less he can be defeated.

Just for Yue'er, he also needs to be strong.

Therefore, after Feng'er brought the porridge in, he said, "Mo Li, help the king get up."

"Okay, prince." Seeing that the prince had regained fighting spirit, Mo Li hurriedly helped him sit up.

As soon as he sat up, Chu Xuanchen took the bowl by himself and began to drink the porridge.

Mo Li wanted to feed him, but he refused, he could.

Thinking of Yue'er now undecided about his life and death, and waiting for him to save her, he was high-spirited and forced himself to eat the porridge in the bowl.

Mo Li and Feng'er saw this scene, their eye sockets were moist.

Only after Chu Xuanchen had eaten the porridge did he feel much better.

After a while, he took the medicine that Dr. Lin boiled again, then lay down, closed his eyes, and forced himself to sleep and rest.

He can save Yue'er only if he is in good health.

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Early the next morning, Feng'er found that the prince's complexion was getting better and better.

Although his face was still as pale as snow, he was much more energetic than he was sluggish last night. It is estimated that he was eating and resting.

With this sleep, Chu Xuanchen slept directly until noon.

After he fell asleep, he coldly opened his eyes, and then jumped to sit up.

"Master, are you awake? Do you want to take a break?" Mo Li quickly said when he saw this.

"No, do you have food? Give me some food. I have something to do after I eat." Chu Xuanchen said solemnly.