Chapter 98 Crisis

Chapter 98 Crisis

98 Crisis
Chu Yi stood up elegantly and followed beside her like a shadow. He stuffed the playbook that Gu Yanfei had flipped through several times into Xiao Shi’s hands.
The two of them walked out of the booth and headed next door in a leisurely manner.
At the end of the corridor ahead, Murong Yong and Imperial Duke Wei’s private room was surrounded by people. There were three layers inside and outside. At a glance, only black heads could be seen.
The bystanders pointed and discussed among themselves. They could only watch from the side and could not continue to approach, because four guards were guarding the door of the booth with their scabbards.
!!
Inside the booth, everyone was in a state of panic, and the air was thick with the smell of blood.
The table, the floor, and the walls were covered in blood.
Imperial Duke Wei leaned back in his chair weakly. His attendant carefully supported his upper body, afraid that he would collapse.
“…” Murong Yong’s expression didn’t look too good as he rubbed his face with a headache. The right side of his face had been splattered by the blood Imperial Duke Wei had spat out, making him look exceptionally miserable.
Imperial Duke Wei was an important minister in the imperial court. If he suddenly vomited blood when he was with him, even if he didn’t do anything, others might guess that he had done something to Imperial Duke Wei.
Then he would not be able to explain himself!
Murong Yong frowned tightly, his eyes as dark as a layer of dark clouds.
“Urgh!” Imperial Duke Wei vomited another mouthful of blood. His beard and chin were stained with a lot of blood, and his face was gray with defeat. His breathing was very weak.
After vomiting a few mouthfuls of blood in a row, Imperial Duke Wei was already on the verge of death, as if he had lost half his life. Even his eyes were in a daze and he could not find the focus.
“Doctor, why hasn’t the bleeding stopped?” Murong Yong hurriedly asked, unable to hide his worry and anxiety.
The gray-haired old doctor retracted the silver needle that had been inserted into Imperial Duke Wei’s arm and checked his pulse again.
After a while, he retracted his hand and frowned. Layers of wrinkles squeezed out of the corners of his eyes, and he shook his head in a sigh. “Young Master, I’m afraid this person can’t make it.”
He had already inserted silver needles into many of the patient’s bleeding acupuncture points, but instead of stopping the bleeding, the patient vomited blood even more.
“…” Murong Yong’s expression turned even uglier.
Imperial Duke Wei’s attendant wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve at a loss. His face was pale as he looked out of the window anxiously and thought to himself, ‘Looking at the time, the coachman should have arrived at the Duke’s Manor. Madam should know by now.’
“Pfft!” When Imperial Duke Wei heard that the Mongolian doctor was actually cursing him to die, anger rose from his chest as he shouted, “You quack…”
He wanted to say, ‘You quack, how dare you curse me!”
However, before he could finish, his chest heaved again. His expression changed and he spat out another mouthful of blood.
“Imperial Duke Wei!” the attendant shouted worriedly. His face was paler than Duke Wei’s, and his fingers were trembling.
Hearing his shout, the old doctor, who was already uneasy, became even more anxious, and his pupils constricted.
These words meant that this patient’s identity was that of an Imperial Duke. He was not someone an ordinary doctor like himself could afford to offend.
The guards guarding outside also had subtle expressions as they secretly exchanged glances.
At this moment, they almost regretted getting involved in this mess.
Amidst this impetuous and uneasy atmosphere, Chu Yi and Gu Yanfei walked unhurriedly to the outside of the private room.
The two of them walked side by side. One was dressed in white, the other in black. One was gentle, and the other was carefree. Both of them were good-looking and attractive, making the oppressive corridor seem to light up.
The onlookers in the corridor couldn’t help but step aside to make way for them.
Seeing that someone else had arrived, the guards guarding the entrance could not help but frown and wanted to chase them away.
“Go…”
The head guard held the scabbard horizontally, but before he could say a word, he fell silent again once his gaze landed on Chu Yi.
The young man in front of him was not any random person. He was dressed in plain white, but the jade belt on his waist that was engraved with deer patterns and white jade was obviously extraordinary. Looking at his handsome face with a graceful smile, his every move exuded an elegant and noble aura.
The head guard had seen countless nobles in the huge capital. He felt that compared to the young master in front of him, the Imperial Duke and the general seemed to be like green leaves.
Alarm bells rang in the head guard’s heart. The capital was filled with nobles, who knew which prince this person in front of him was?