The princess was reborn with her cub, and the ninth uncle was killed by the cub in anger.

"Oh my god, how could it be so serious?"

After Nan Jiaojiao exclaimed, she ordered the old doctor with a serious face;

"Doctor, I am the concubine of Prince Yong's Mansion. You must first stabilize the condition of the fifth young master. I will ask Prince Yong to call for the palace doctor immediately. During this period, if something happens to you, the fifth young master, be careful. Small brain.”

The old doctor trembled with fright.

When the attendant heard Nan Jiaojiao's words, he was immediately grateful.

The fifth young master is now in very critical condition and cannot be carried back to the Duke's mansion.

But the old doctor's medical skills in front of him were obviously not good enough.

If something really happened to the fifth young master here, he would be the first to lose his head. So when Nan Jiaojiao said to ask the imperial doctor, the attendant immediately felt that Nan Jiaojiao was a fairy descended to earth.

"Thank you, Mrs. Side."

"It's okay. This is what I should do. You should take care of your fifth young master first. Then I will ask the imperial doctor to come."

After Nan Jiaojiao finished speaking, she quickly went to find Mo Ziqian.

As soon as Mo Ziqian heard that the Fifth Young Master of the Duke's Mansion was injured here, without Nan Jiaojiao saying anything, he immediately gave his personal guard his badge and asked him to drive his horse into the palace to ask for the imperial doctor.

Then he went to the fifth young master's house.

When Mo Ziyu heard the news, he arrived in front of the fifth young master, but when he saw the fifth young master's situation clearly, he couldn't help but frown.

"How is the situation?" Mo Ziyu asked the old doctor.

"Doctor, please do your best to save this fifth young master." Mo Ziqian also spoke.

The old doctor's brows were twisted into a ball of twine.

He also wants to save it.

If the young master of the Duke's mansion could be saved, it would be of great benefit to him, but no matter how he looked at it, if he was not saved, he was not saved.

He has never seen anyone whose intestines came out and could be saved.

"I am really..."

"Young Master...Doctor, please see what's wrong with my young master..."

Before the old doctor finished speaking, the attendant guarding the fifth young master suddenly exclaimed.

I saw the weak-breathing young man suddenly shuddered, followed by a weak cough, his breathing began to become rapid, and the half of his unburnt face seemed to be reddened...

The old doctor was also shocked.

He had seen this happen once a few years ago.

After the man developed such symptoms, he died within a short time, and there was no way he could be saved.

"His Royal Highness the Jade King, His Highness the Yong King, the fifth young master is... terminally ill. Even if Daluo Jinxian comes, he will not be saved. I am really powerless to do anything..."

When the attendant heard this, his legs gave way and he fell to the ground, his face pale.

"Master..."

Mo Ziqian and Nan Jiaojiao's expressions changed.

Mo Ziyu also changed his expression slightly, but his eyes quickly swept around, and then locked on the busy figure in the distance.

It's not that Gu Nanqiao didn't hear the movement on the other end.

It's just that the distance is a bit far away, so she doesn't know exactly what happened, but the explosion tonight affected too many people, and many were seriously injured.

She dealt with the seriously injured as best she could.

When other doctors come and control the situation, she can find a way to escape.

If those men in black hadn't caught up with him, Lin Sanna would have taken that bitch to the equipment building. With her cover, she should be able to return to the Ninth Prince's Mansion safely.

There should be a doctor in the Nine Princes' Mansion.

It’s just the situation of that dog and that person…

at this time.

A big hand suddenly grabbed her wrist.