The time-traveling husband is hard to be

Holding the thin body in his arms, Zhao Lian looked at the blood continuously flowing from Mu Xiang's neck, panicked, and while sending someone to invite the imperial physician, he carried him to the couch and lay down, tightly covering the wound with one hand , Even if the hands are stiff, they dare not relax a little bit.

The imperial physician came quickly, and Zhao Lian looked at the head of the imperial hospital with a gloomy face: "If you can't save him, you will be buried together."

"Yes, yes." All the imperial physicians sweated secretly, and hurriedly started to treat them.

With the help of the imperial physician, Zhao Lian dared to slowly remove his hand. The imperial physicians carefully bandaged the wound while being surprised: the wound is really deep, and it looks like he doesn't want to live anymore.

"My Majesty, Master's wound is too deep. We have tried our best. Fortunately, the wound did not hurt the throat. The rest will depend on Master's fortune." Said with a scalp.

"Xiao Wu, you have nothing to do. I won't allow you to leave me. Absolutely not. Did you hear that?" Zhao Lian's heart trembled uncontrollably when he heard the imperial doctor say this, and he stared at Mu Xiang. With a pale face, he yelled at the person on the bed, trying to hide the panic in his heart, but the person dared not take a step forward.

Under Zhao Lian's anger, the imperial physicians stood aside tremblingly, lowering their heads and not daring to raise their heads, praying for God's blessing in their hearts.

After a busy night, Mu Xiang's pulse finally calmed down the next morning, and the imperial physicians collectively breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the cold sweat that did not exist on their foreheads.

"Your Majesty, I don't know if I should say something or not." After Zhao Lian's complexion eased, the chief of the Imperial Hospital knelt down and spoke cautiously.If you don't talk about this matter, he will definitely die, if you talk about it, maybe he will die too. It's really a difficult choice.

Zhao Lian waved his hand impatiently: "Speak."

"I found out that the master is two months pregnant." The head of the Tai Hospital didn't even dare to lift his head.

"What?" Zhao Lian's face turned green in an instant, and he looked at the head of the Tai Hospital: "Are you sure?"

"I'm sure." At this time, the head of the Tai Hospital could only bite the bullet and continue.

Zhao Lian slapped the table hard, and instantly everyone in the room knelt down and lowered their heads, not daring to make a sound.

Zhao Lian took a deep breath, turned back to look at Mu Xiang's tightly closed eyes, and then looked at Mu Xiang's stomach.No, this child must not be kept.At that moment, Zhao Lian's eyes flashed with murderous intent.

"You want to kill my child?" The cold voice suddenly sounded, and Zhao Lian's heart tightened.

Mu Xiang didn't know when he opened his eyes, his face was still pale and almost transparent, but his eyes were so calm that no trace of emotion could be seen.

Zhao Lian was silent, he looked away, not daring to look into Mu Xiang's eyes, he was afraid, he was afraid that Mu Xiang would see his thoughts.

Mu Xiang seemed to have expected this situation a long time ago. He tried to sit up, but the imperial physician beside him hurriedly said, "Master is still very weak, why don't you lie down?" His efforts will be in vain, I'm afraid they will suffer along with them.

Oh, what is it all about!