Dressed as the favorite of the villain's son

Chapter 225
"His Royal Highness, Prince Consort, the Eldest Princess has been assassinated!"

When Jing Xian and An Shicheng received the news, Yao Susu had already fallen into a coma.

"Quick, go home!"

Hearing that Yao Susu was assassinated, An Shicheng felt that his whole body froze.

who is it?

How dare he hurt his wife?
An Shicheng, who hurried to the princess mansion, kept flashing the faces of those people in his memory in his mind, for fear that he might miss something.

But with all precautions, they still missed a few people, and even made his wife suffer!

But, who is the missing person?

An Shicheng, who couldn't solve the doubts in his heart, rushed back to the princess mansion as fast as he could.

In the princess mansion, in front of Yao Susu's bed, Wu Xin, a ghost doctor, was looking at the dagger stuck in Yao Susu's chest with a serious face, and he dared not pull it out.

"Susu! Susu!"

As soon as he entered the door, An Shicheng saw Yao Susu, whose face was as pale as a sheet of paper, lying quietly on the bed.

And the clothes on her body have been soaked by the blood gushing from her chest, like blooming Bana flowers, deadly and dazzling.

"My son-in-law, please calm down. The dagger on the eldest princess's body is very close to her heart. If you pull out the dagger and don't pay attention, the eldest princess may not come back."

Inadvertently looking at An Shicheng, who was emotionally broken and gloomy, even though he was used to seeing all kinds of patients, facing Yao Susu's stabbing at this time, he was not sure that pulling out the knife would not hurt Yao Susu at all.

The most important thing is that there is poison on this dagger.

As for this poison, Wuxin still needs to test again to find out what ingredients are mixed.

"Su Su."

After listening to Wuxin's words, An Shicheng's whole body seemed to be taken away by someone, leaving only a shell, with solemn expression and deep eyes, he whispered Yao Susu's name in a low voice.

"What do you need, just tell me, I'll be here to watch. I just ask for one thing, definitely, I must save her!"

Knowing in his heart that the longer it dragged on, the worse it would be for Yao Susu, An Shicheng regained his composure, and the deep affection in his dark eyes was as thick as ink blobs that could not be melted away.

He didn't even look at Wuxin, his eyes were firmly glued to Yao Susu's body, and he said in a hoarse voice.

"Don't tell me the son-in-law, the villain will do the same. I'm going to test the poison in her blood now, and please don't touch her body."

Seeing the unpopular Yao Susu, lying on the bed haggard, Wuxin felt very sad.

Finally, he met a fellow countryman in this strange dynasty, and he didn't want her to die like this.

After explaining, Wuxin walked out with the glass bottle in which Yao Susu's blood was drawn.

When walking to the door, Wuxin suddenly thought of a possibility, turned her head to look at An Shicheng who was covered in ice, and said quietly, "If, I mean if, during my research on the antidote, she has any reaction , must send someone to inform me!"

Looking at An Shicheng's tall and mighty back, he trembled faintly, Wu Xin knew that this man understood what he said.

No more wasting time, Wuxin took Yao Susu's blood sample and left.

When he first arrived, he gave Yao Susu a Yangxin Pill made by him, and he used a lot of precious medicinal materials in this Yangxin Pill.

It was originally prepared for King Xian, but who knew it was fed to Yao Susu first.

After Wuxin left, An Shicheng lay quietly in front of Yao Susu's bed, with a pair of rough hands with calluses, he put Yao Susu's pale tenderness in the palm of his hand, as if it was a rare treasure.

"It's my fault. I shouldn't. Leave you at home alone"

An Shicheng, who was infested with grief, looked at Yao Susu with empty eyes, and whispered intermittently in his mouth.

I don't know how long it has passed, it was getting late outside, and the flickering candlelight in the room reflected the figure of the man kneeling in front of the bed, which was extremely tall.

But the woman under his tall shadow was like a delicate porcelain doll, lifeless.

"I have developed the antidote!"

A pleasantly surprised voice came from outside the door, and the tall figure kneeling in front of the bed swayed, and quickly stood up.

The speaker quickly came to the bed, and carefully prepared the antidote he had painstakingly researched and poured it into the mouth of the woman on the bed, only to find that the woman was breathing shallowly and her lips and teeth were closed.

Frightened, Wuxin took out the woman's hand tremblingly, and gently stroked her pulse.

After a while, he was angry.

"An Shicheng, that's how you take care of her? I told you to call me when you found something wrong with her. Why didn't you send someone to notify me? If it's too late, even I won't be able to save her!"

After yelling angrily, Wuxin, with red eyes, carefully tore off the clothes on Yao Susu's chest, and slowly sprinkled the antidote on the wound.

He originally thought that it would be best for Yao Susu's situation as long as he had an understanding of the medicine before drawing the sword.

But now Wuxin realized that he was wrong!

After the antidote was sprinkled, Wuxin turned around and looked coldly at An Shicheng behind him, and couldn't help scolding angrily, "Go up and protect her heart, I'm going to draw the knife for her!"

The effect of the antidote is not so fast, but if the knife is not drawn, the poison may really invade Yao Susu's heart.

Fortunately, before he developed the antidote, he gave Yao Susu Yangxin Pills, otherwise, the consequences would be disastrous!

After An Shicheng heard Wuxin's angry reprimand, he was also furious in his heart.

But Wuxin's serious face made him realize that his wife's situation is really not good.

Regardless of the unintentional crime, An Shicheng quickly helped Yao Susu up, sat on her back, put his palms on her back, and used his internal strength to protect Yao Susu.

It was too late, but it was too soon, An Shicheng had just taken his seat, Wu Xin quickly grasped the knife on Yao Susu's chest, and pulled it out deftly.

The blood splashed all over Wu Xin's body, and he didn't bother to wipe it at this moment, he directly sprinkled the hemostatic medicine on the wound, then took out his silver needle, swiped it a few times, and stuck it on the acupuncture points around Yao Susu's wound .

The blood gushing out just now was stopped in an instant, and Yao Susu's clothes were already soaked in blood, like a reflective mirror illuminated by the summer sun, dazzlingly rendered.

After treating Yao Susu's wound, Wuxin felt Yao Susu's pulse again.

The result surprised him.

An Shicheng, who was silently watching from the side, saw Wuxin's face getting darker and darker, his heart seemed to be tightly grasped by someone, and he felt a suffocating feeling that he couldn't breathe.

Until Wuxin withdrew his hand, An Shicheng's burning eyes fell on Wuxin.

Putting Yao Susu's hand back under the quilt, Wuxin stood up heavily, glanced at An Shicheng, carried his medicine box, and walked out of the room.

An Shicheng followed Wuxin knowingly, and walked out of the room together, waiting for Wuxin to explain to him.

"In the future, I'm afraid Susu will become a vegetable. Whether she can wake up depends on her will."

　Come to a tragic end.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)