"Miss, Miss Wanying from Xifu is here!"

"Come in now!"

Since the "Queen is sick" and the Zheng family is in a worrying situation, Xu Shu has never contacted Zheng Wanying any more, for fear of being tired of taking care of Zheng Wanying. Later, because of rumors, she has no time to worry about Zheng Wanying. Now Zheng Wanying has actually come here on her own initiative, and her footsteps are so messy... as if there is something urgent.

Xu Shu hurriedly greeted her, "Why is Sister Wanying coming?"

"Sister Yi..." Zheng Wanying glanced at Xu Shu and looked sad, her eyes filled with sadness, and the grievance seemed to be about to overflow in the next moment.

Sure enough, something happened, Xu Shu hurriedly pulled Zheng Wanying into the house, "Sister Wanying, what's wrong with you? Her eyes were red, did you just cry?"

Zheng Wanying walked and said, "Sister Yi, my brother is sick and very sick. He doesn't know how to drink or ignore others. He just lays straight on the bed with his eyes empty, either staring at the roof or staring at the tent. My mother was frightened and invited several imperial doctors to see the disease, but she couldn't see what happened..."

"How many days have you been sick?" Xu Shu asked. Since I have invited many imperial physicians to see the disease, it has not been a day or two for a day. In the past few days, it is time to diagnose the results!

"I have been sick for several days! The imperial physician said that if I don't eat or drink like this, my brother's body will not be able to hold back!" Zheng Wanying's eyes became redder and red, and her hands were crossed together and pinched her fingers at a loss, and her fingers were pinching red and she didn't know at all.

Xu Shu gently patted Zheng Wanying's back, and while comforting her, she asked, "What's going on? Why did she suddenly get sick, and she's so seriously ill?"

Zheng Wanying sobbed and replied, "I don't know. It was about four or five days ago that my brother went to classmate's house to attend the poetry meeting. My brother was devoted to studying on weekdays and didn't go out for a while. He suddenly heard that he was going to attend the poetry meeting. My mother and I were very happy and advised my brother to play for a while before coming back! But when my brother came back after attending the poetry meeting, he was like he lost his soul and could not walk on the road. He was helped by the servant. He fell on the bed as soon as he came back and never got up again. No matter how we asked him, he didn't say a word, so we didn't know what happened to my brother!"

I don’t know the root cause, this is difficult, and Xu Shu doesn’t know how to comfort Zheng Wanying, so she kept saying, “It will get better, sister Wanying, don’t be too sad!”

But such comfort was useless. Zheng Wanying was still full of sorrow. "My father's hair was so sad that he turned white. I wanted to cry when I saw my father and mother sad. I was afraid that my father and mother would feel even more uncomfortable when I saw me crying. I could only come to find you, Sister Yi!"

"Okay, don't cry anymore. Just crying is not a solution. Since the imperial physician cannot diagnose the reason, then go to the famous folk doctors. Most of the imperial physicians serve the princes and nobles, and the princes and nobles are pampered and have few difficult and complicated diseases. It is normal for the imperial physicians to diagnose the reason. The famous folk doctors are knowledgeable, so let them try it!"

Zheng Wanying said with a sad face, "I've tried it all, I have invited all the imperial doctors in the palace and famous doctors from major clinics in the capital, but it's still useless. My father has sent someone to visit outside the capital to invite a doctor, and I don't know if it's too late..." I didn't have time to find a doctor who could cure him before Zheng Zhiwen couldn't hold on.

"But you're not obsessed with evil!" Young Master Zheng Qi suddenly interrupted.

"Brother Seven!" Zheng Wanying noticed Master Zheng Qi, barely resisted the sadness and said hello to Master Zheng Qi, and then denied Master Zheng Qi's guess. "At the beginning, the imperial physician could not diagnose the disease, and his mother also thought that it might be that he was possessed by evil spirits, so she invited a monk to do a ritual to exorcise evil spirits and also invited a lot of Buddha statues and magic tools to worship them at home, but it was useless. My brother's condition still did not improve at all. Now... there was no trace of blood on his face now!"

Neither he was infected with an evil spirit, and the imperial physician could not diagnose it. Master Zheng Qi didn't know what was wrong with Zheng Zhiwen for a while. After looking at Xu Shu, Xu Shu was also confused. Xu Shu and Zheng Zhiwen had only met for a few times. I remember that Zheng Zhiwen was thin and seemed to fall down when the wind blew. It was possible if he was really infected with some difficult and complicated diseases. Moreover, the wife of the Western Palace, Zheng Zhiwen's mother, had an inexplicable disease before.

Zheng Wanying couldn't help it anymore, hugged Xu Shu and cried bitterly, "Sister Yi, what should I do? The imperial physician said that if this continues, people will probably be out of place. My mother cried so hard that she fainted several times!"

Xu Shu also felt embarrassed, "This brother Zhiwen didn't speak, I don't know the cause of the disease, I really don't know where to start!"

"Oh, by the way!" Young Master Zheng Qi asked suddenly, "Did Brother Wen fall ill after he came back from the poetry meeting?"

"Yes!" Zheng Wanying nodded with tears in her eyes, "Before the poetry meeting was over, my brother was helped back by the servant!"

"Did you eat it or encounter something bad at the poetry party?" asked Young Master Zheng Qi.

Zheng Wanying shook her head, "After my brother got sick, my mother sent someone to her classmate's house to inquire. The tea and snacks my brother ate that day were the same as everyone's. He also asked for the rest of the refreshments that he had not finished that day and checked the imperial doctor. There was nothing wrong with it!"

"This is strange..." Young Master Zheng Qi pinched his chin and fell into deep thought.

"Sister Wanying, do you say that Brother Zhiwen doesn't eat, drink, or speak, then his mind is still clear?"

Zheng Wanying thought for a while and said, "It should be still clear. Although she doesn't talk to people, she can still recognize people and tell who is who. When her mother cries in front of his bed, she will cry!"

"That's even more strange. Since your mind is clear, why don't you eat, drink, and talk? Even if he doesn't have the strength to eat, drink, and talk, someone can always swallow it, right?" Master Zheng Qi felt more and more that Zheng Zhiwen's situation was a bit incredible.

"It's all up to Brother Tan Tang to last until now, but Jin Tang was only breathing a breath. If you don't eat or drink for four or five days, your brother will get sick and get rid of his appearance!" Thinking of Zheng Zhiwen's current appearance, Zheng Wanying's tears fell down again.

"So, Brother Zhiwen cannot speak, but he doesn't want to say it anymore?" Xu Shu gradually got out of his mind. Xu Shu heard what Zheng Wanying said, Zheng Zhiwen was introverted and dull. If something happened, he would probably only stay in his heart and dare not talk to his family!
Chapter completed!