When Xiao Changyi heard this, he immediately stepped forward and touched Su Chengyu's forehead. It was obvious that Su Chengyu was really not so hot, so he let go of his heart.

This blue flower can really cure this plague.

Despite this, Xiao Changyi still said to Gong Juechen: "Go and show him."

Gong Juechen went forward to take Su Chengyu's pulse after accepting his fate. After finishing the pulse, he said: "The pulse is still a little faster, but it is much smoother than before. Your Highness the Crown Prince should have really survived."

At the same time, he said in his heart: Su Haoyu, my sister and I have saved your son, you must go to the eighteen levels of hell and never be born.

Xiao Changyi rarely breathed a sigh of relief.

Gong Juechen suddenly felt a little sad when he saw Xiao Changyi's appearance, but he was more envious: Su Chengyu is really lucky and has such a good brother. Even if he is not a kiss, he is better than his biological brother.

Su Chengyu survived, and Su Chengyu didn't need him anymore, so Xiao Changyi did not stay in Su Chengyu's room anymore. After a few simple instructions, Xiao Changyi left Su Chengyu's room.

Xiao Changyi planned to go back to his room to accompany his wife.

But Gong Juechen hurriedly chased after him: "Changyi, wait for Changyi."

Xiao Changyi stopped and turned around: "What's the matter?"

Gong Juechen handed the basket to Xiao Changyi: "There is also a blue flower cake in it. Please give it to Jingjing. I heard that she was infected with the plague and should be very uncomfortable now."

Before Xiao Changyi could speak, Gong Juechen turned around and left without waiting for Xiao Changyi to speak, and happily went to his sister.

As long as Fu Lanhua is found, there will be no trouble for those who are still alive in Nanshen City. He will tell his sister the good news, so that his sister will worry about him any longer.

Xiao Changyi first watched Gong Juechen leave, then looked down at the basket in his hand, and then his cold eyes were slightly warm.

However, he didn't say anything, but carried the basket and continued to go back to his and his wife's room.

In the room, his wife was still soaked in the bathtub.

And his wife is still asleep.

Xiao Changyi first asked all the maids to retreat, and then he sat by the bathtub, holding his wife's wife and ice-filled cloth wrapped in broken ice.

His wife didn't sleep well last night. Today, it was rare that his wife fell asleep, so he reluctantly woke her up.

But he did not wake up his wife, but his wife woke up.

His wife's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and then her eyes opened.

"Mr...." His wife smiled at him weakly.

"Awaken?" Xiao Changyi's cold mouth curled slightly, and without waiting for her to speak, he said again: "Ming Juechen's blue flowers are now available to cure the plague. As long as we find the blue flowers, we don't have to die."

As he spoke, Xiao Changyi's thin lips trembled slightly: "We can go back to see the children alive, Jing'er."

An Jing didn't expect Fu Lanhua to cure the plague. She was stunned at first, then was overjoyed, and then she choked up: "Well, we can go back to see the children alive."

Regardless of An Jing's still in the ice water, Xiao Changyi hugged An Jing in the bathtub and hugged An Jing tightly.

Wenjing hugged Xiao Changyi. She was now infected with the plague and didn't have so much strength to hug Xiao Changyi, but her hands were still wrapped around Xiao Changyi.

She was infected with the plague, and the most uncomfortable thing was him.

Even An Jing's eyes were red, and tears were filled with tears, but there was a smile on the corners of her face and mouth. She was crying, but she was also crying with joy.
Chapter completed!