Ye Haisong finished speaking those words in a hoarse voice. For a moment, the two of them could not find the topic of talking, and the room was terrible.

The two of them didn't know that Ye Zhanfei, who seemed to be in a deteriorating state, was on a huge golden mountain of gold!

"Hahaha, I'm rich because I'm so rich!" Ye Zhanfei sat on the mountain of gold, rolled up his sleeves, his hair was messy, and he was holding his bulging gold in his arms, holding his little gold abacus, constantly calculating his own property.

Since he fell into a coma six days ago, for some reason, he had a golden light when he woke up. At first, he was still a little confused and helpless about his unfamiliar place. But when he found that the place where he was standing was a huge and outrageous mountain of gold, he was extremely excited. Those at a loss were nowhere to be seen, only caring about how much money he had.

Ye Zhanfei was happy here, but he didn't know that his father, who had been by his side, had been worried about him!

"Ah, such a big gold mountain can't be moved away for a while. It would be great if I could stay here forever!" Faced with such a huge gold mountain, Ye Zhanfei was depressed because he couldn't move away and thought heartlessly.

"Zhanfei, don't scare dad! Wake up! How can you bear it? Let me give you a white-haired man a black-haired man!" Ye Haisong, who had been watching Ye Zhanfei's situation, watched his breathing suddenly stop, and rushed over, shaking Ye Zhanfei, and said in a mad manner.

"Calm down, let me see what Mr. Ye is doing!"

"Get out! It's because of your prince that my child has become like this now! My Ye family and the prince are incompatible!"

Qinghe looked at Ye Haisong who was saying unpleasant words to him, and did not care about him. Instead, he silently checked Ye Zhanfei.

"Don't touch him. The reason why Zhan Fei is getting worse and worse is that maybe it's you who did something behind your back."

When Ye Haisong once again said unpleasant words to Qinghe in a manner of protecting his calf, and was not allowed to check Ye Zhanfei's physical condition, our elegant military advisor Qinghe finally got angry.

"Master Ye, no matter how angry you are, if you have any opinions about me, please wait until Mr. Ye wakes up, can you get angry?" Qinghe said to Ye Haisong in a cold voice: "If it were me, I would wait until my son wakes up and lose his temper. Instead of delaying the treatment time!"

"I..." Ye Haisong was choked by Qinghe and couldn't say a word.

"Head Ye, please get out of here."

Looking at Ye Zhanfei's breathing gradually weakened, Ye Haisong compromised and gave way to Qinghe and asked him to treat him.

Qinghe exposed Ye Zhanfei's right wrist, first inserted silver needles into the acupoints, and finally began to take the pulse carefully.

"Here, come back! Qinghe."

With a bang, the door was pushed open from outside, Chi Hua was dressed in messy clothes and gasping heavily, and stood at the door.

"The head of the Ye family is here too."

When he opened the door, he saw that he looked bad in his face at the moment. Looking at Ye Haisong who was taking his pulse, Chihua smiled awkwardly, scratched his head, and walked in.

"I'm finally back! Chihua, where is Your Highness? Chihua, bring it back?" Qinghe looked at the door, then looked at Chihua and said.

"Your Highness is back to the Prince's Mansion, this is a red flower!" As he said that, he took out the ice box from his sleeve and handed it to Qinghe.

"Hmph, I'm useless to be my friend and I'm trying to do it. Until now, the prince doesn't even look at it once."

"Head Ye, how could you say that! Our Highness is..."

"Chihua, stop talking, it's important to save Mr. Ye. Let's talk about other things when Mr. Ye wakes up."

Qinghe spoke, stopping Chihua from wanting and continuing to say something.

"Please ask the miracle doctor to save Zhan Fei, it's better."

After talking, the three people in the room stopped talking. Qinghe took out the red water flower from the box. The red water flower was bright red like blood in the box emitting a hint of cold air, which was breathtaking!

Qinghe carefully took the flowers out of the box and said to Chihua: "Chihua, please help me take the medicine box from the table."

"Give."

Qinghe took the medicine box, held the red vegetarian flower in one hand, and opened the lid with the other. The neatly placed box was filled with medicine bottles. In one corner of the box, there was a small jade porcelain bowl and an jade spoon of the same color as it.

Qinghe carefully tore the red water flowers into pieces and placed them in the bowl. Then he took out four bottles from the box one by one, poured the powder into it, and poured the detoxification water that had been prepared two days ago. After all the preparations were done, he carefully picked up the bowl and grind it finely with a spoon.

"Head of Ye family, please help Young Master Ye up. I want to take him the antidote."

When the medicine bowl in Qinghe's hand turned into red juice, and there were a faint fragrance between his noses, he said lightly to Ye Haisong who was standing next to him, staring at him without saying a word.

"Qinghe, I'll do it." Chihua was about to step forward.

"No, I'm my son, I'll do it myself." Ye Haisong sat quickly by the bed, carefully helped Ye Zhanfei up, and said in an unhappy tone.

After hearing this, Chihua touched her nose awkwardly.

Qinghe stirred the medicine with a spoon and was about to feed it.

"Wait, will Zhanfei really wake up after taking this medicine?"

"Head of Ye family, if Young Master Ye doesn't wake up, I'll let you deal with it."

"Qinghe, you..."

"Hmph, it's better."

Ye Haisong looked at the medicine in Qinghe Bowl. After Ye Zhanfei gradually drank it, he carefully put him down and called Ye Zhanfei's name in a gentle voice, waiting for Ye Zhanfei to wake up.

After a while, Chihua, who was standing next to him, spoke out and attracted Qinghe, who was tidying up the medicine box, and Ye Haisong, who was calling Ye Zhanfei's name.

"Look! Mr. Ye's fingers moved!"

"I'll take my pulse."

"Zhanfei, Zhanfei, I am my father! Wake up!"

"Mr. Ye is about to wake up. After waking up, you will have no sequelae after drinking the antidote for another three days."

"Cough, cough, it's so noisy!" As soon as Qinghe finished speaking, Ye Zhanfei's voice sounded faintly.

"Zhan Fei! Fei'er!"

"Dad! You, ahem, you pay me a lot of money!"
Chapter completed!