After rebirth, she turned around and married the emperor's uncle and tore the scumbag apart

Su Lingyue pushed open the bedroom door, and a warm breeze with a bloody smell hit her face.

There were two stoves in the house for heating.

Her heart sank at the smell of blood. She walked in, around the screen, and saw Xiao Yu, shirtless with more than a dozen silver needles stuck in his back.

At this moment, his face was pale, and he closed his eyes and leaned on Yan Qing's shoulder.

Su Lingyue's eyes flushed red. She walked quietly to the bedside and asked with a sob, "Uncle Lu, how is he?"

"I vomited some of the poison when I was beaten, but luckily I took medicine in advance, so it's not too serious."

"It's just..." Lu Bo paused and said in a deep voice: "The emperor's move was very heavy. I will do my best and hope he can survive this disaster."

Su Lingyue's body softened and she almost fell to the ground.

Caidie Caiyi hurriedly supported her and comforted her, "Miss, the prince is a lucky man, and nothing will happen to him."

"Yes, the prince will be fine." Caiyi agreed.

Su Lingyue remembered that when she entered, the emperor's foot was on Xiao Yu's chest.

Xiao Yu's chest, arms, back, and waist were covered with purple bruises.

It was hard for her to imagine what kind of hurt Xiao Yu had suffered before she went in.

Looking at Xiao Yu who was covered with scars, tears fell uncontrollably and her heart ached.

Doctor Lu began to remove the silver needles from Xiao Yu's back.

After the last silver needle was pulled out, Xiao Yu's body began to tremble slightly.

Su Lingyue took a step forward nervously, "Uncle Lu, what happened to the prince?"

"There is blood clot in his body and he must spit it out." He picked up the spittoon and placed it in front of Xiao Yu.

Doctor Lu patted Xiao Yu's back a few times. He moved his body and spat out a large mouthful of blood.

Yan Qing hurriedly took the spittoon to answer it.

Su Lingyue's hands trembled slightly. She tried to calm herself down and wiped the blood off his lips with a handkerchief.

Xiao Yu was still unconscious, but after vomiting, his breathing seemed to be smoother.

When Doctor Lu saw that he had stopped vomiting, he placed his hand on his wrist and checked his pulse.

"Uncle Lu, how is it?" Su Lingyue's voice trembled a little.

After a moment, Doctor Lu let go of Xiao Yu's wrist and said in a deep voice, "It will take two more days of observation."

"what do you mean……"

"If we can get through these two days safely, then everything will be fine. If not..."

Doctor Lu did not continue to say the following words, but Su Lingyue understood what it meant.

If he can't make it, Xiao Yu will die.

In an instant, Su Lingyue felt as if she had lost all strength and fell to the ground.

Yan Qing became anxious after hearing what Doctor Lu said, "Uncle Lu, you are a miracle doctor, there is nothing you can't cure."

Doctor Lu silently fed Xiao Yu two pills and some water. He watched him swallow the pills before he slowly spoke: "I am not a god. I can only try my best with all I have learned in my life."

Yan Qing's eyes were red as he looked at the pale Xiao Yu, his voice trembling a little, "Prince, your revenge has not been avenged yet, and the grievances of the Pei family and others have not been washed away, you can't die!"

Doctor Lu was surprisingly calm, as if he had no emotions at all, and helped Xiao Yu lie down.

After covering his upper body with a blanket, Dr. Lu began to examine his legs.

He concentrated and pressed on Xiao Yu's legs a few times, finally stopping at the knees and gently pinching them twice.

"One of the prince's legs is dislocated and needs to be reattached. Yan Qing, go hold down the prince's body to prevent him from moving around."

Yan Qing wiped the corners of his eyes, sat on the other side of the bed, and pressed Xiao Yu's body.

Doctor Lu held Xiao Yu's legs and bent them slightly.

Perhaps feeling the pain, Xiao Yu began to move his body, but because of his internal injuries and Yan Qing's pressure, he could not move.

Xiao Yu let out a muffled groan.

Hearing Xiao Yu's voice, Su Lingyue didn't even bother to wipe the tears rolling down her face. She hurriedly got up and walked to the window, standing by the bed frame.

Doctor Lu slowed down, and seeing that Xiao Yu was no longer struggling, he began to exert force with his hands.

With a "click", the dislocated bone returned to its original position.

Xiao Yu moved his body violently in pain, then lost consciousness and fell into a coma again.

Su Lingyue was stunned, watching Yan Qing wipe the cold sweat off Xiao Yu's face.

She still couldn't believe that the person who had hugged her tightly last night was now on the verge of life and death.

Looking at Xiao Yu's pale face, her nails dug into her palms.

Doctor Lu went out and found two three-finger-wide boards, came to the bedside, and bandaged Xiao Yu, with Yan Qing helping him.

Perhaps it was because of the pain from the leg splice that caused Xiao Yu to fall into a deep coma. At this moment, he didn't even frown.

Doctor Lu checked other parts of the body and found a wound on the palm. He took out medicine and bandages from the medicine box and walked to Su Lingyue's side.

"I'll go make some medicine, and you can treat the wound on his hand. Use your strength to relieve his pain."

Su Lingyue looked at Doctor Lu, and Doctor Lu nodded at her.

She looked at the medicine bottle and bandage in Dr. Lu's hand, and took them with slightly trembling hands.

"Yan Qing, come and boil the medicine together. The princess is watching here."

After saying that, Doctor Lu took Yan Qing out of the room.

"Caidie... go get a basin of hot water." Su Lingyue's voice trembled a little.

"Okay, miss."

After Caidie left, Su Lingyue sat down beside the bed and held Xiao Yu's hand. When she saw the blood on his hands, her nose felt sore.

Su Lingyue removed the thin bandage on Xiao Yu's hand and saw that Xiao Yu's broad palm was covered in blood and the palm was a bloody mess.

How much pain must he have felt to have injured his palm like this.

Su Lingyue touched her chest and took a deep breath, and the pain was relieved.

Seeing her like this, Caiyi was extremely worried, fearing that something might happen to Su Lingyue, so she hurried forward to ask, "Miss, how are you?"

Su Lingyue held back her surging tears and shook her head, "I'm fine."

Nothing will happen to her, and nothing can happen to her.

No matter what, she would keep her promise.

She would try her best to save Xiao Yu. If she couldn't, she would kill the emperor and go to accompany Xiao Yu.

Caidie walked into the room and placed a basin of hot water on the stool beside the bed.

Su Lingyue wrung the handkerchief half dry, gently held Xiao Yu's hand, and wiped the blood off his hand.

When both hands were wiped, the clear water in the basin had turned blood red.

Su Lingyue poured the powder on Xiao Yu's palm, changed the scar-removing medicine on the back of his hand, and then bandaged it carefully.

Then switch to the other hand.

Su Lingyue put Xiao Yu's arms into the quilt, covered him with the quilt, leaned over, and gave Xiao Yu a light kiss on the cheek.

As soon as the emperor returned to the palace with a gloomy face, he summoned Sima Changfeng.

"Go check what Su Heng has been doing recently and send someone to keep an eye on him."

"Yes."

Sima Changfeng bowed in response, paused, and looked at the emperor again, "Your Majesty, do you suspect Su Heng?"

The emperor snorted coldly, "His eldest daughter is Xiao Yu's princess consort. He knows my plan. The secret guards suffered heavy losses this time. It is hard for me not to suspect him."

The emperor thought again of what Su Lingyue said today.

She mentioned Su Heng at that time just to threaten him as the emperor.

He had long known that Su Heng was not loyal to him.

In the past, he could balance conflicts between civil servants and get things done for him, so he turned a blind eye.

If he is too disloyal, there is no need to keep him.