The Legend of the Medical Concubine

Chapter 277: Desperate Situation

In the ancient town, the magnificent mansion of the Su family stood quietly, but at this moment it was shrouded in a haze. The vermilion door was tightly closed, as if blocking the misfortune from the outside world, but it could not prevent the traces of sorrow from emanating from the mansion.

Su Yifeng, the once vigorous and heroic second young master of the Su family, now lies quietly on a luxurious but cold sickbed. The room is filled with a strong smell of herbs, which is bitter and pungent, as if telling the owner's pain. The sun shines through the exquisitely carved windows and carefully falls on Su Yifeng's pale face, but the weak light cannot bring a trace of life. He closes his eyes tightly, frowns, and shows a painful expression from time to time. From time to time, he groans in pain, and the sound is weak and desperate, as if he is fighting a desperate battle with the invisible disease.

Su Yiyun, the eldest son of the Su family, stood beside his brother's bed with an anxious look on his face. His eyes were full of worry and distress, and he stared at his brother tightly, as if he dared not leave for a moment. He held Su Yifeng's hands tightly, his hands trembling slightly, and said in a trembling voice: "Yifeng, you must hold on! Brother will definitely find a way to save you." His voice was full of urgency and determination, as if he was making a solemn promise to his brother.

Su Yifeng opened his eyes slightly, his eyes were full of pain and helplessness. His lips moved slightly, and he said weakly: "Brother, I feel so bad... Am I going to die soon?" His eyes revealed the desire for life and the fear of death.

Su Yiyun shook his head quickly, tears welling up in his eyes. He held his brother's hand tightly, as if to pass on his strength to him. "No, Yifeng, you will be fine. Brother will definitely find a way to save you." His voice was full of firmness and determination, as if he was telling his brother that he would not give up.

The master and his wife of the Su family also shed tears silently. They were filled with despair as they watched their once lively and lovely son being tortured by illness. The wife wiped her tears gently with a handkerchief and said in a choked voice: "My son, how could you suffer this?" The master frowned tightly, his eyes revealing helplessness and pain.

In order to save Su Yifeng, the Su family invited all the miracle doctors in the city. An old miracle doctor with white hair and a serious face examined Su Yifeng's pulse. His fingers gently rested on Su Yifeng's wrist, his eyes focused and serious. After a moment, he shook his head slightly and sighed, "This disease is too strange. It seems that there is something foreign in the second young master's brain. I can't do anything." His voice was full of helplessness and regret.

Su Yiyun said anxiously: "Divine doctor, please think of another way. As long as you can save my brother, we are willing to pay any price." His eyes were full of expectation and pleading.

The genius doctor said helplessly: "Young Master, I really can't do anything. This disease is beyond the scope of my medical skills. Perhaps... you can find another expert." His voice was full of helplessness and apology.

As one miracle doctor after another was helpless, the Su family fell into deep despair. Su Yiyun wandered alone in the courtyard, the moonlight shining on him, looking particularly desolate. His steps were heavy and slow, as if every step carried endless pain. He looked up at the sky, the bright moon hanging high in the sky, but it could not illuminate the darkness in his heart.

"Is there really no way out? Yifeng, you can't just leave us like this." Su Yiyun's heart was filled with pain and helplessness. His voice echoed in the silent courtyard, but received no response.

The flowers and plants in the courtyard swayed gently in the breeze, as if they were also sighing for Su Yifeng's fate. The flowers were gorgeous, but they lost their former glory in this sad atmosphere. The ancient buildings looked particularly solemn in the night, but also revealed a helpless silence. The carvings on the wall seemed to be telling of the past glory, but now they can only silently witness the suffering of the Su family.