Feng Jiuer sat down next to him.

"As long as you have good health, nothing can't be solved. But if you fall down, who will clean up the mess?"

Duan Wucheng looked at Feng Jiu'er, his pale lips moved, but he didn't speak.

Feng Jiuer picked up his palm and placed her long fingers on his veins.

"The pulse is very weak, have you really not rested these past few days?"

"After the young master's accident, the eldest lady quarreled several times a day, and there was nothing I could do about it."

The housekeeper looked anxiously at the person on the bed.

"He hasn't rested for three days and three nights. He..." "Doctor, how is my father's condition?"

Duan Liuyang took a step forward and came to Feng Jiuer's side.

"It's okay, I'm just too tired."

Feng Jiuer put down Duan Wucheng's palm.

"Prepare some food for your master first. I will prescribe the medicine. You go prepare the medicine and have a good rest for two days."

"Two days?"

Duan Wucheng sat up, "I..." As soon as he sat up, he found it difficult to breathe.

"Daddy."

Duan Liuyang saw this and went over to help him.

"Master, just listen to the doctor, right?

If you continue like this, your iron-clad body won’t be able to endure it.”

The butler sighed.

"Two days."

Duan Wucheng closed his eyes and took a deep breath, "I'm afraid Lei Shenbao won't give me this time in two days!"

"At that time, once the city gate is captured, what will the people do?"

"The people trust me so much, how can I let them down?
Chapter completed!