Chapter 960: Unconscious (3)


    Trantor: Dragon Boat Trantion Editor: Dragon Boat Trantion


    “Rx, Chenglin; I’m still finding a reason for hisa,” Gu Chengxi soothed. “Based on his vitals, our brother should be fine for a while, so don’t panic.”


    Gu Chenglin heard that and remained silent.


    Chenchen piped up, “Lets, let’s pray to Mother God!”


    Gu Chengxi and Gu Chenglin exchanged nces, considering the suggestion. “Three days,” Gu Chengxi decided. “If there’s no improvement after three days, we’ll seek Mother God’s help.”


    Gu Chengxi rechecked Gu Chengrui’s pulse after dinner. “No change. Sister-in-w, keep feeding him liquids periodically.”


    “Understood. Go get some rest. I’ll stay here and notify you of any changes.”


    After they left, Zhou Ying fed Gu Chengrui some porridge with Shizhu’s help. She then instructed the kitchen to prepare more for ater feeding.


    Following that, she bathed the children and put them to bed. Alone in the courtyard, she sipped chrysanthemum tea while extending her divine sense to cover the capital. Worried someone might exploit the situation, she discovered anxieties stirring within the Third Prince’s family and his supporters, but no malicious intent.


    Thankfully, most officials remained loyal, offering only concern.


    After finishing her tea, Zhou Ying prepared a warm bath and changed Gu Chengrui into pajamas. Just as she was about to bathe herself, a servant announced the arrival of the Emperor and Empress.


    “Quick, move the bathtub to the west room.” Zhou Ying instructed.


    The servant hurried toply. Zhou Ying quickly changed and went out to wee the royal couple.


    “Greetings, Your Majesties,” she bowed.


    The Emperor helped her up, his voice filled with concern. “What happened to Chengrui? Is he still unconscious?”


    “Yes, Your Majesty,” Gu Wanning echoed. “How is my cousin?”


    “Everything seems normal physically, but he remains unconscious. The doctors are at a loss,” Zhou Ying exined with a shake of her head.


    The Emperor’s heart sank when he heard that before asking, “May we see him?”


    Zhou Ying nodded and led them to the bedroom, exining, “He hasn’t woken up since returning. However, he can swallow liquids.”


    The Emperor sat beside the bed, studying Gu Chengrui intently. “This is strange. Could it be exhaustion from purifying the penicillin?”


    He worried deeply, not just about losing a close friend, but also about the potential loss of penicillin production, Gu Chengrui’s skills, and the ensuing political chaos.


    The situation for the Empress and her children could worsen too—an oue he desperately wanted to avoid.