If you really have a high fever, then this matter may not be hidden.

Dongfang Ling suddenly felt upset, and his face became ugly in an instant.

A Si carefully observed his face and stuttered in a low voice: "I don't know. Earlier, the young lady had just fallen asleep, and then the seventh princess happened to come to see her. They chatted for a while. Later, the seventh princess left. The young lady said she wanted to sleep and told me not to quarrel with her. I took the young lady Ali and Miss Qianyu out. When I sent the young lady Ali and Miss Qianyu to the wet nurse's side, and when I came back to the room, I found that the young lady's head was always cold. I reached out to the young lady's forehead, but found that her head was so hot."

Dongfang Ling's brows were locked, he stopped and looked back at A Si.

A Si continued, "I dare not delay, so I come to you immediately, Master, and I dare not tell anyone."

Dongfang Ling didn't say anything. After listening to A Si's words, he just walked forward quickly.

The woman's physique was always strong. If she hadn't been tossing for a day and a night yesterday, even if she had miscarriage, she wouldn't have had such a severe high fever.

In an instant, there was only one voice in Dongfang Ling's mind, that was, he must not let Yuan Xiaofan have something to do. Even if everyone knew about it, it would not matter whether he blamed him or scolded him.

"A Si, go and invite all the doctors in Fengzhou City, and all the imperial doctors in the palace are invited to Jinxiu Tower." Dongfang Ling's tone was full of worry and anxiety.

A Si could clearly see that his beautiful face was so pale that he couldn't see the original blood color.

Is the young master worried about the young lady?

"Yes, I'll invite you now." As Si agreed, turned around and ran in another direction.

With the power and connections of the Eastern Prefecture, within a short while, all the doctors with a little bit of fame in Fengzhou City were invited to the Eastern Prefecture.

There were also eight imperial doctors from the Imperial Hospital, all of whom were invited to come.

For a moment, the sound in Jinxiu Building was like the vegetable market, very noisy, and each doctor seemed to have his own set of medical theories and statements.

Dongfang Ling sat upright on the pear blossom rose chair in the middle, gently stroked his forehead and his eyes were slightly closed.

Listening to the disagreement of a group of doctors here, he finally kicked over the short tea table next to him in annoyance.

The teacup on it fell to the ground, and with a bang, water splashed everywhere.

For a moment, the entire Jinxiu Building hall became completely quiet.

Everyone's eyes fell on Dongfang Ling's face, but no one dared to say anything again.

After a long time, Dongfang Ling said irritably: "I invite you to come here to cure the young lady, not to invite you to chat here. Who can take good care of the young lady's health?"

His sinister eyes coldly swept around the doctors present, but found that no one dared to answer his words.

Originally, miscarriage is a trivial matter, but this is accompanied by a fever. If it is improperly handled and the high fever does not subside, it is life-threatening.

Everyone knows that the general has a bad temper and a moody and impermanent temper. If you are not careful, you will lose your head.

So, all the doctors were thinking, anyway, there were so many people there, and some people stood up, so it would be better to have less than more things.
Chapter completed!