Even Xiao Changyi, with his heart so cold and hard, couldn’t bear to look at his youngest son in such a state at this moment.
Shifting his gaze, Xiao Changyi looked elsewhere.
But his mood didn’t improve one bit, because he was still holding his son in his arms, still feeling his son’s incessant convulsions, the small body convulsing non-stop, the feeling was indescribable... Involuntarily, his thin, cool lips were tightly pressed into a straight line.
Doctor Jiang couldn’t bear to watch either, his gaze also turned away, focusing only on continuously handing silver needles to Gong Jue Chen.
Gong Jue Chen, on the other hand, didn’t seem to feel anything and just kept acupuncture An Yiyun until An Yiyun had needles all over his body, only then did Gong Jue Chen stop.
Seeing that Xiao Changyi had not moved at all and was holding An Yiyun in the same position for almost two hours, out of consideration for Xiao Changyi’s good looks, Gong Jue Chen kindly said, "This needs to be maintained for another four hours. Why not take a break and let Doctor Jiang hold him for a while?"
Doctor Jiang added, "Yes, Xiao Bio Gong, let me hold him for a while, and then you can hold him later."
Maintaining the same position , he felt tired just looking at it.
But Xiao Changyi refused without showing any emotional fluctuation, "No need."
This man was Prince Yi, after all; when he said there was no need, Doctor Jiang didn’t dare say anything more.
Gong Jue Chen, thinking that the tiredness wasn’t affecting him, also chose to say nothing.
By the time Xiao Changyi carried An Yiyun out of the bathhouse, not only was An Yiyun’s little body swollen, but Xiao Changyi’s hands were also swollen.
Upon seeing this, An Jing felt a terrible heartache and anxiety. She was about to ask Gong Jue Chen why this happened, but Gong Jue Chen preemptively opened his mouth, "Madam, there’s no need to worry too much. This is normal. Leaving aside the fact that it was a medicinal bath, just soaking in plain water for several hours could cause this."
An Jing, although understanding, still felt unbearable heartache.
Having been put through such an ordeal today, An Yiyun was exhaling far more than inhaling, appearing on the brink of death. An Jing was so worried that she couldn’t even feel the heartache anymore.
Gong Jue Chen said, "It’s at first. Just be at ease. I assure you, your son won’t die. If he does, then just kill me." After a pause, he added, "Right, and my sister, too. If you have to kill me, then kill her as well."
Gong Juese immediately gave her brother a disdainful look, "Brother, if you die, why drag me with you?"
Gong Jue Chen shamelessly replied, "I would definitely feel lonely on the road to hell alone, so of course I would bring someone with me."
Gong Juese retorted, "Then bring your wife!"
Gong Jue Chen immediately looked at Meng Lanqing with a face full of regret for the umpteenth time, while complaining to Gong Juese, "It’s all your fault for insisting that I rescue him, preventing me from marrying your sister-in-law. I haven’t even offered sacrifices to heaven and earth, how could I have the audacity to take her with me?"
Meng Lanqing just considered Gong Jue Chen’s words to be nonsense.
Gong Juese laughed loudly, "Brother, when have you ever been bashful? Just last night you were planning to peep at sister-in-law bathing. If your young uncle hadn’t discovered it in time, she would have been seen completely by you."
Meng Lanqing immediately looked at Meng Zhuqing, her eyes clearly asking, ’Is that true? How come I didn’t know about this?’
Meng Zhuqing silently replied: ’It’s true, but I didn’t dare tell you. It would harm your self-esteem... and, you would definitely feel like you don’t look manly enough, and then, you’d beat me...’