Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage Chapter 65: He didn’t want her to leave

Deep affection and righteous commitnt, unswerving even until death, discarding even life itself...

Chu Qianli was at a loss for words.

Could she be given a chance to explain?

She was rely treating a patient as usual.

It’s just that she had treated a similar case in Tuoxi Village before, and now she was even more experienced.

Therefore, when treating Feng Yexuan, she did it with ease.

How had this beco a case of undying loyalty?

However, it wasn’t worth arguing with a patient who had been delirious with a high fever for three days and three nights.

Especially since she saw his anger visibly fade after hearing Qing Ming and Leng Ji’s words.

Right then and there, Chu Qianli decided that misunderstandings and such could wait until he was better.

Feng Yexuan still held her wrist tightly, frowning, "What they said, is it true?"

"Very true, really true, is that okay now? Let go of first, I’m still preparing your dicine."

The Imperial Physician had delivered the prepared dicine.

She had just taken the opportunity, when Qing Ming and Leng Ji weren’t paying attention, to purchase so ready-made dicinal powders from the Taobao System.

Mixed with the concoction now, it was ready to be taken.

She held up the dicine and approached Feng Yexuan, "Prince, shall we take the dicine first?"

"I won’t drink it!"

Feng Yexuan was sowhat muddled due to the illness, but his aversion to dicine was innate.

Qing Ming and Leng Ji were of course aware of this.

Qing Ming whispered, "Princess, the Prince... he has never liked taking dicine."

Previously, they had managed to get him to drink it only when he was dazed and barely conscious.

"But this dicine, he must take it."

He had been ill for too long, and Chu Qianli feared that the strong effects of Western dicine might be too much for his nearly exhausted body to withstand.

Traditional Chinese dicine is milder and best suited for his current condition.

"I won’t drink it." Feng Yexuan hadn’t forgotten how he had thrown up miserably the last ti he was near her.

That display had lacked all dignity, adding yet another stain to his life.

Seeing his reluctance, Chu Qianli’s face suddenly turned stern, "How can I cure you if you won’t listen to ?"

Feng Yexuan said nothing.

Having been sick for so long, he too wished to recover quickly.

He utterly detested his current state before this dead woman, not even having the strength to hold her in his arms—

But why on earth was he thinking about holding this woman in the first place?

"Really not going to drink it?"

Chu Qianli’s expression hardened as she suddenly put down the bowl of dicine and stood up.

"If you won’t drink, then forget it, I’ll leave."

She planned to personally go to the kitchen to see if there was a way to mix so Western dicine powder into the millet porridge he would be eating later.

Controlling the dosage carefully, he might just be able to tolerate the effects.

It wasn’t just an act of spite that she really intended to leave.

However, this move, in the eyes of Qing Ming and Leng Ji, was a great disrespect to the Prince.

Was the Princess... threatening the Prince?

No woman had ever dared to be so brazen and presumptuous before the Prince!

"Prince," Qing Ming pleaded, "the Princess is really taking good care of you, she ans no harm!"

"Prince," Leng Ji added, "it’s all for your good, please calm down!"

The two of them imdiately interceded on behalf of Chu Qianli.

Such a reaction made Chu Qianli wonder if she had committed an unforgivable sin.

Then it dawned on her.

She could barely suppress a mixed sense of laughter and tears, attempting to explain, "I’m not trying to threaten anyone, I’m thinking of another way..."

"Your Highness..." Feng Yexuan’s voice was hoarse, deep, and faint,

But to everyone in the room, including the two Imperial Physicians outside, it was crystal clear.

"Don’t go, I’ll take the dicine... that is all."

Right now, he lacked the strength to go after her and bring her back.

But indeed, he could see that when this dead woman said she was leaving, she ant it.

At this mont, perhaps due to the prolonged illness, he felt sowhat fragile.

He... didn’t want her to leave.

He really didn’t want her to leave.