Chapter 73

During this period, a man came, wearing a black boa robe, a crown and a jade belt around his waist. There was a scar on his forehead to his left eyebrow. His face was beautiful and resolute, and his eyes were as bright as electricity.

After exchanging a look with Prince an, he stood aside. Zi an didn't find him. He was concentrating on sewing Murong Jie's body.

There was sweat on her head. Murong wiped it off for her and waited on her side like a little daughter-in-law.

The sewing needle lasted for an hour, and the more skillful the technique, the less advanced the equipment.

When Zian stood up, he could not bear to eat any more. In the dark, he almost fainted on the ground.

The man who just came reached out to help Zi an and said faintly, "be careful."

Zian's hands trembled when he sewed the needle. He could not stop shaking when he put it on the man's wrist.

Her face was gray and pale. She raised her head and looked at him. She immediately remembered Lao Shizi's incompatibility and let him go.

Murong Zhuang Zhuang brought a chair to let Zian sit down, and tenderly handed a glass of water, and then Baba looked at Zian with tearful eyes, "how about Lao Qi?"

Zi'an drank all the water in a glass, put down the glass, held it with both hands, and controlled the shaking. After listening to Murong's strong question, she knew that everyone was waiting for her answer.

How is he?

She doesn't even know.

Looking back at him blankly, he was as quiet as a dilapidated doll, almost unable to breathe.

"Half an hour later, give him acupuncture points." She didn't want to explain that she wanted to stab into the bone marrow of her back to stimulate hematopoietic stem cells to make blood. When she said "stabbing points", most of them would not ask again.

Murong said in a trembling voice: "will old seven die?"

Zi an looks at her and opens his mouth, but he doesn't know how to answer.

Yes, there's a good chance of death.

But she couldn't say it, she couldn't say it, she couldn't believe it.

She wants to tell herself that although Murong Jie is her future husband, the Yizhi has not yet been issued, and the matter has not yet been implemented. They have nothing to do with each other. Murong Jie's life and death have nothing to do with her.

At most, she will lose a support, but she can still fight with Xia Cheng. She has enough confidence to live.

"Xiao Tuo, last time you came back from a victory, didn't the emperor reward you with a thousand year old ginseng?" Prince an saw that Zi an had not answered Murong Zhuang Zhuang's words, so he suddenly asked.

Xiao Tuo is the man with Python robe who just came here.

Prince an said so. He suddenly raised his head, "yes, I'm waiting for you. I haven't eaten yet."

He turned around and went out, saying, "I'll send someone back to get it."

Su Qing said, "at the end, I will ride my horse to get it." Then he went out with him.

Murong Zhuangzhuang asked Zian, "is ginseng useful? There are a lot of ginseng, Saussurea, and many precious medicinal materials in our house."

Zi an said, "ginseng can nourish Qi and blood."

The best is blood transfusion, there is no way to blood transfusion, can only be medication.

Xiao Tuo came back and stood by the bed, looking at Murong Jie with a dignified look. The scar from his forehead to the center of his eyebrows twisted up, which made people not feel ferocious, but increased a bit of dignity.

"How many people were injured? Is anyone dead? " Prince an came forward and asked.

Xiao Tuo said: "six people died, and all the others were injured. When I arrived, they were already in ambush."

"What a cruel means!" Prince Ann gnashed his teeth.

Xiao Tuo said coldly: "there is a spy."

Prince an was stunned, "traitor?"

"If there is no secret agent, how can this operation be found? This time, the action was a temporary one. Except for a few people who started, everyone didn't know about it. "

"You mean," Prince an lowered his voice, "the wounded outside, someone is a spy?"

"No, the mole is dead." Xiao Tuo's eyes were cold and fierce. "I checked the bodies of the dead. One of them was stabbed with a word on the bottom of his feet, just like the enemy we found in Miaoshan."

Hearing this, Zi an raised his head and looked at Xiao Tuo in surprise? Is it the king of Liang? But the king of Liang is still ill. Let's see that Murong Jie has a good relationship with the king of Liang. Why did the king of Liang kill Murong Jie?

An Qin Wang said: "dead, can't trace."

"They have beaten our people and hurt the Lord this time. They must have killed the secret agent." Xiao Tuodao.

Prince an didn't speak. He frowned and looked at Murong Jie anxiously.

Murong is guarding Murong Jie. Sometimes he wipes his face and rubs his hands. He says, "this hand should be warm. It's cold and frightening."

Zian curled up in a chair, feet up, this position makes her feel safe, she has not considered the problem of elegance.

The waiting time is the hardest.

I just sewed the needle, so I couldn't move my body, so I couldn't put the needle on my back, so I had to wait.

Everyone thought Zian would do something, so they were waiting for her all the time. However, seeing her curling up in a chair and doing nothing, they realized that there was nothing to do now.Xiao Tuo looked at Zi an and asked anxiously, "how is he now? Is it good or bad, you say a word? "

Zian raised his head, only to feel that the people in front of him were a little ethereal, one gave birth to two

She didn't answer. She just took out the needle and pricked it behind her ear.

Xiao Tuo was very surprised to see her like this. He was just about to ask again. Prince an pulled him away and said, "you let her have a rest. A lot of things have happened these days. She is very tired."

"I have to save people when I'm tired." Xiao Tuo thinks that Prince an's statement is unreasonable. People are still in bed and their lives are uncertain. What's wrong with her?

When he ordered people to find Prince an, Prince an listened to the situation and insisted on going back to bring Xia Zian. Otherwise, he would have gone to the palace and asked the imperial doctor to leave.

Now it seems that we have to go to the imperial doctor.

Therefore, he said to Prince Anqin, "I suggest that the royal doctor should be allowed to leave the palace. The situation is too critical."

Prince an shook his head. "It's useless. If even she can't help it, the imperial doctor can't help it."

Xiao Tuo only thought it was ridiculous, "will her medical skill be better than that of the imperial doctor?"

"Ah Xin was saved by her." Prince an said faintly.

"So what?" Xiao Tuo looked rather disdainful, "disease and injury are different, maybe she just happens to know how to treat that kind of disease? How many people are more skillful than the imperial doctors? Even if there is, it can't be a little girl who stinks and doesn't dry. "

This words with a strong color of contempt, but Zi an seems to have never heard of it, his mind is just thinking about the needle for a while.

It's very dangerous to stimulate bone marrow and promote blood production with needles. If you accidentally hurt the spinal cord nerve, even if you live, you may never stand up again.

For Murong Jie, it was worse than death.

Moreover, it can not be said that once, once, twice, three times, every four hours, that is, two hours, you have to prick once, and then with the blood circulation decoction, you can have a glimmer of vitality.

She rummaged about many ancient prescriptions she had seen, but there was really no better way for such a patient with severe blood loss and severe trauma.

What's more, wound infection is the most common fear.

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