love poison

Jiang Hong almost cried, and hurriedly said: "Sir, I can only rely on you, you can make some detoxification pills for His Highness soon, you must have a way!"

The most important thing to make an antidote is the blood of the medicine person, but Xin Mu just said that he will not come back, even if Ying Xinyuan has great skills, he can't make an antidote out of thin air.He shook his head dejectedly, and the words "can't be saved" were written on his face.

Jiang Hong swayed and fell to the ground.

"Really... is there really nothing to do?" Jiang Hong had tears in his eyes, staring blankly at Rong Hua's bloodless face.

Ying Xinyuan shook his head again, feeling extremely heavy.

A few days ago when Ronghua returned to Yuezhou, Ying Xinyuan took a distant look at him, thinking that his face was not very good.These years have been used to his appearance, Ying Xinyuan didn't take it to heart.But judging from Ronghua's current pulse, he probably knew that he was going to die very early on, and he has been waiting for this day.

Ying Xinyuan couldn't help thinking, how desperate must a person be to wait for death in such pain?What kind of mood does it feel to watch oneself go to death day by day?And if the dead people really have another world, Rong Hua will only find out when he goes there that the person he has been thinking about is not waiting for him there at all.

Even Ying Xinyuan, who had watched Rong Hua hurt Xin Mu in the past, couldn't remain unmoved at this moment.He has always thought highly of himself, but he admires Rong Hua more and more from the bottom of his heart.

As a soldier, Rong Hua has laid down peace for his country and the people; as a man, Rong Hua has also paid the most tragic affection for his loved ones.Ying Xinyuan knew that he was not as good as he was, so he thought in his heart that by now, it was time for him to let go of Xin Mu.

The Rong Hua in the past was indeed extremely hateful, but he had already used everything he had to pay for his sins, and now he was short of his life.

Do you have to lose even this life?

No, that's not the case. As a doctor, Ying Xinyuan hopes that Rong Hua can live, and he knows that no matter whether Rong Hua is forgiven or not, Xin Mu doesn't want him to die.What Xin Mu has done in the past six years is the best proof.

But how can Rong Hua survive?

Ying Xinyuan's mind was in a mess, and it took a long time before he found a clue in the chaos, and he hurriedly said to Jiang Hong: "Your Highness probably hasn't taken the pill I brought earlier, go and find it! "

Jiang Hong, who was almost in despair, became excited again, and hurriedly sent people to the study of Hongyi Academy to look for the pill.

Just then, Ronghua hadn't touched the pill, and someone found it soon. Ying Xinyuan forced Ronghua to stuff the pill into his mouth, and forced Ronghua, who was in a coma, to eat it.

Jiang Hong asked: "Your Highness... But are you all right?"

Ying Xinyuan shook his head and said: "His Highness's poison has penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and now I give it to him, it can only be delayed for a while, but... as long as I can persist for a while, there is hope, I will find a way."

Jiang Hong burst into tears and said: "Thank you sir, thank you sir, please save my highness..."

Ying Xinyuan said earnestly: "I will try my best, and I will trouble you to take care of His Royal Highness Yue Wang at this moment. These apprentices are all here to help me. I have to go back to Jishitang to prepare medicinal materials. If His Highness wakes up, please send someone to inform me immediately. "

Jiang Hong thanked again, and hurriedly sent Ying Xinyuan away, and then returned to the comatose Rong Hua to take care of him.

On the way back to Jishitang, Ying Xinyuan couldn't stop thinking about it.Although he wasn't sure, he guessed that there should be another way to detoxify Ronghua now, and that was medicine man's blood.Xin Mu should not have left Yuezhou too far. If he finds a way to let Xin Mu know that Rong Hua is dying, maybe he will come back.Besides, the person who can bring Rong Hua back to life more than Xin Mu's blood is Xin Mu.Rong Hua has completely given up hope of life now, if Xin Mu doesn't show up again, even if Rong Hua survives this time, he won't live for long.

But in order to ensure Xin Mu's safety and keep his promise, Ying Xinyuan vowed never to reveal the news that Xin Mu is still alive, and he can't send people to look for Xin Mu with great fanfare. The news spread, hoping that Xin Mu would come back by himself after getting the news.

Therefore, Ying Xinyuan quickly returned to Jishitang, wrote a letter to Ji Kang imperial physician, informed Ji Kang imperial physician of Rong Hua's current situation, and asked Ji Kang imperial physician if there was a way to heal Rong Hua. After sending the letter Ying Xinyuan immediately found a few trustworthy apprentices and ordered them to spread the news of Rong Hua's poisoning to the outside world.

In just a few days, the news of Ronghua's old poison had spread throughout Yuezhou, except for the surrounding counties, even Zhaoyue and Xiyi.

But Xin Mu still didn't come back, Ying Xinyuan waited desperately and anxiously, but Xin Mu seemed to have evaporated from the world and never showed up.

And what appeared were two other people, Zhizhen, Erji and Atuo.

Zhizhen was originally on the way to Yuezhou, when he heard Ronghua's poisonous hair on the way, he rushed here without stopping. Erji'a happened to be on the border of Xiyi during this time, and when he heard the news, he rushed over They also rushed there immediately, the two just met at the gate of Yue Wang's mansion, and they didn't even have time to greet each other, and they immediately went to the bedroom where Rong Hua is recovering from illness under the leadership of the servants.

Still at the door of the room, the unique decay and lethargy of death made the two of them shudder. They couldn't imagine that just a few months ago, Rong Hua was the God of War who made the enemy stand on his feet. , it has not been long, how could he be about to die?

But the moment they entered the door and saw Rong Hua, both of them felt a chill down their backs, and they clearly felt that Rong Hua was really going to die.

Ying Xinyuan and Ji Kang imperial physicians were guarding in front of his hospital bed, many famous doctors from Zhaoyue and Dasheng had arrived, dozens of servants waited on him attentively, and various precious medicinal materials were placed in front of him, but he still Without the breath of the living, he was dying.

No, to be precise, he died six years ago, only waiting to die in the next few days.

"Your Highness!" Zhizhen shouted in despair, and rushed to Ronghua's couch. He wanted to reach out and touch Ronghua's gray hair at the temples, but Ying Xinyuan stopped him, and said in a deep voice, "Don't touch him." .”

Erji A Tuo also followed, looked at Rong Hua's deathly face at a loss, and asked timidly, "My brother, this is...is there any help?"

"Your Highness." Ying Xinyuan sighed and said, "Perhaps... there is still hope."

"Perhaps?" Erji Atuo raised his voice, and when he was about to speak, a servant suddenly shouted: "Wake up, His Royal Highness King Yue is awake!"

Everyone immediately stopped arguing and making noise, and flocked to the bedside.

Rong Hua's eyes were indeed opened, but there was no expression on his face. Everyone dared not show their breath and looked at him nervously.

Ying Xinyuan hastily grasped Rong Hua's pulse, and hurriedly asked: "Your Highness, how do you feel now?"

Rong Hua's eyes swept across his face lightly, he opened his mouth slightly, and with a "poof", Rong Hua spat out a big mouthful of blood, the blood was slightly black, and it was clear at a glance that it was poisonous blood.

"Your Highness!"

There were screams one after another in the sleeping hall, everyone panicked and tried their best to keep Rong Hua alive, but Rong Hua just looked at them coldly, like a bystander who had nothing to do with him, and then , the corner of his mouth slowly raised a faint smile, the only time he smiled sincerely in six years.

He knew he was going to die, and the moment he had been waiting for finally came, and he was going to be free.

"Your Highness, hold on... Hold on!" Ying Xinyuan shouted, pulled out the dagger from Zhizhen's waist, gritted his teeth and said to Ji Kang, "Bleeding, release the poisonous blood, maybe there is still a glimmer of life!"

Imperial Physician Ji Kang only thought about it for a moment, and then said: "You need to control the amount carefully. If you lose too much blood, and your Highness wants to die, you may die at any time."

"But there is no other way at the moment!" Ying Xinyuan rolled the blade around the candle flame while speaking.

"It's feasible, Mr. will hold the knife, and I will dispense medicine to stop the bleeding."

In a few words, Ying Xinyuan and Ji Kang had decided on the last resort, and the remaining few doctors rushed the rest of the idlers to the outside room, even though they were already anxious like ants on a hot pot, they couldn't help. Zhizhen, Erji and Atuo, who were busy at work, were still driven to the outer room.

Only a moment later, the two smelled a strong smell of blood, and saw from the gap in the screen that Ying Xinyuan's knife had quickly cut Ronghua's wrist, and the blood was flowing out, it was completely black.

His poison has reached such a level, I don't know how painful it should be on weekdays, but in all these years, I have never seen him cry out in pain, probably because the pain of the torture of the soul has long surpassed the pain of the body, and he himself Never took it to heart.

The whole bowl was filled with black blood. Ronghua kept his eyes open when Ying Xinyuan and Ji Kang were doing all this. He still had that mysterious smile on his face, but whether his consciousness It is unknown if he is still awake.

With the release of the black blood, the poison in Rong Hua's body was temporarily suppressed. At the same time as Ying Xinyuan put down the knife, the doctor Ji Kang immediately applied the prepared ointment to the wound, and bandaged the wound in a short while.

Rong Hua didn't show any signs of improvement, his dying air became more and more intense, his skin was so white that it seemed to be transparent, as if it would turn into ashes if he touched anyone.

Beads of sweat fell from Ying Xinyuan's forehead, he gritted his teeth, shook Ronghua's shoulder lightly, and said, "Your Highness, hold on, you... hold on!"

The author has something to say: Hold on everyone!

good night~