His Majesty is ill

Repeatedly hearing the words Qingji said, the conversations he had with the enemy commander that day instantly appeared in Feng Konghua's mind, "Leng Cang has already been cut off by us for the sacrificial flag", "Don't you believe it?

I have proof..."

, "This is what fell from him when he cut off his head"...

The other party's malicious words, the blood-stained jade pendant, Qing Xun said that no one was found, only a corpse...

What he believed in before began to waver, Feng Konghua couldn't help but began to wonder if He Lianben really didn't lie to himself?

Has Leng Cang really...

gone?

Helianben's words, Qingji's words...

Countless questions and guesses swirled in his mind, his head started to hurt again, the world was spinning, everything in front of him became blurred again, and some fishy-sweet liquid came up from his throat.

A sharp pain hit his heart, Feng Konghua couldn't help but rushed to the bedside, and spit out another mouthful of blood. The person who just woke up not long ago fell into a coma again...

"His Majesty?"

Seeing that the person who had just woken up suddenly vomited blood and passed out again, Qing Zhe was frightened out of his wits.

Fortunately, although she was quite frightened, at least she still had reason, so after subconsciously exclaiming, Qingji quickly rushed over to diagnose her pulse.

The weaker and weaker pulse felt under the finger made Qingzhi's face paler, almost catching up with the face of the patient on the bed.

She lifted the quilt on the bed, but her eyes were blackened by the scarlet red that instantly caught her eyes.

Looking at the blood color slowly spreading on the bed sheet, Qing Zhi shook her hands, only to feel that the heart in her chest was beating violently due to too much tension, and it was about to jump out of her throat.

Forcibly persuading himself to stabilize his emotions, Qingji quickly took out the silver needle that he carried with him, and injected Feng Konghua in the same way as last time, hoping to help him stop the bleeding first.

However, for some reason, the method of stopping the bleeding with silver needles didn't work this time. No matter how many times Qingzhi tried, the bleeding just couldn't be stopped.

Seeing that His Majesty the Emperor lying on the bed became paler and paler due to blood loss, and even his pulse gradually weakened, Qing Xun was so anxious that his eyes felt hot and he was about to cry...

"His Majesty!

Qingyu, what's going on? "

Mo Ming walked outside the tent with the medicine he had just boiled, and was about to reach out to lift the curtain to enter the tent when he heard Qingji's exclamation from inside.

An ominous premonition suddenly rose in his heart. Mo Ming paused for a moment with the hand that was stretched out to lift the tent door, then suddenly lifted the hanging curtain and walked quickly towards the direction where His Majesty the Emperor was.

As soon as he walked to the bed, Mo Ming was startled by what he saw and broke into a cold sweat. His hand trembled, and he almost dropped the medicine bowl in his hand to the ground.

After finally regaining his composure, Mo Ming put down the medicine bowl in his hand, grabbed Qing Xun, and asked angrily.

"I, I don't know. Your Majesty woke up just now and asked me about General Leng. I didn't think much about it. I just told him that General Leng hadn't been found yet. Your Majesty, Your Majesty, he suddenly vomited blood and passed out again... …

Mo Ming, I, I can't stop his blood now, what should I do, if this goes on, not only will the child lose, even His Majesty himself may..."

At this moment, Qingyu was already terrified by the situation in front of him that was completely out of his control. Seeing that Mo Ming brought the medicine, with the mentality of treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor, he hurriedly poured it down for His Majesty the Emperor.

At the same time, against Mo Ming's anger, with red eyes, he explained with a trembling voice.

"Don't talk nonsense!

You try to find a way to stabilize His Majesty here, and I will call all the military doctors in the army to help you.

Qingyu, now only you can be Your Majesty here.

Now, the fate of our whole country of Qi is in your hands. I will go to find Second Young Master Leng in person right now. You must calm down. Before I come back, you must stabilize your majesty's situation and not let him...

Qingyu, I'm begging you for everything..."

Hearing Qing Zhi's unfinished words, Mo Ming hurriedly stopped what she hadn't said yet.

Although he was disturbed by the sudden and dangerous situation, Mo Ming knew that now was not the time to panic.

After taking a few deep breaths, he finally stabilized his emotions. Mo Ming breathed a sigh of relief, and began to comfort the panic-stricken Qingzhi, and finally calmed the little girl with red eyes. He immediately turned around, lifted the curtain and ran out, preparing to find the only person who could marry His Majesty the Emperor...

After gathering herbs from the snow-capped mountains, as soon as he returned to the imperial city, he heard the news that his majesty, a self-willed beauty, was carrying his three-month-old steamed stuffed bun to the border for a personal conquest. Driven by anger and worry, Leng Xi hurried all the way. , Forcibly compressed the journey that would take at least seven or eight days to three days.

When he was approaching the border, he heard that his Majesty had won the battle, and he let go of his worries all the way.

But while being proud, he couldn't help but start to worry about whether that wayward guy was injured when he was fighting against the enemy. Finding such a wayward lover is really worrying, but he just can't let him go, What can I do?

Sighing resignedly, Doctor Leng clamped his horse's belly and galloped towards Qiguo's barracks. It's useless to worry now, so let's go and confirm it with our own eyes...

He galloped all the way to the place where Qiguo's army camped. Since many of Qiguo's soldiers were trained by his father and brother, these soldiers were not unfamiliar with the second son of the Leng family. Without much trouble, he let him in.

As soon as he walked into Qiguo Camp, Leng Xi keenly sensed a strange atmosphere, and an ominous premonition surged in his heart for no reason.

Could it be that I really let myself guess right?

His Majesty the beauty was really injured?

Thinking of this, Leng Xi couldn't help frowning, and couldn't help but speed up a little bit, walking quickly towards the direction of the Chinese army camp.

As soon as he walked to the door of the camp, the strange atmosphere became more intense. Leng Xi's heart skipped a beat, and he was about to lift the curtain to go in, when he met Mo Ming with a livid face, and walked out of Mo Ming quickly.

Looking at each other, both of them were taken aback for a moment, and before Leng Xi could react, Mo Ming grabbed his sleeve.

It is rare for the Royal Hermit Commander to show such an eager look, while pulling Leng Xi to walk quickly towards the tent, he said anxiously: "Second Master Leng, you came just in time, your majesty is in very bad condition, go and save him quickly .”

In fact, when he saw Mo Ming with an anxious and panic-stricken face at the entrance of the camp just now, Leng Xi already faintly felt that his premonition might come true. Now hearing him say that His Majesty's condition is very bad, his heart beats wildly endlessly.

Although he was already mentally prepared, and even thought that his beautiful Majesty might be seriously injured, when he really saw the situation of the person lying on the bed, no matter how much mental preparation he had done in advance, I couldn't help the sound of "hum" in my head, my eyes went dark, and I could hardly stand up.

He couldn't believe that the person lying lifeless on the bed with a face as pale as paper and covered in blood was really His Majesty the Emperor who would smile at him and lose his temper with him.

"Second Master Leng, Your Majesty, he...

The situation is very bad. Now, everything depends on you, please...

Be calm. "

Seeing that the person around him staggered for a moment, almost unable to stand still, Mo Ming quickly reached out to help him. Although he understood this person's current mood very well, but when he thought that His Majesty the Emperor could rely on this person now, he still couldn't bear it. Can't help reminding him.

"I know……

Don't worry, I won't let him have trouble, I won't let him have trouble..."

Closing his eyes firmly, Leng Xi took a deep breath, forced himself to suppress the severe pain in his heart, and once again returned to his usual calm and gentle Second Young Master Leng, the number one genius doctor in the world.

Not in the mood to ask this person why he became like this, Leng Xi quickly ran to Feng Konghua's bedside, and made the pulse diagnosis and examination in one go.

After finishing all this, he took out a white jade box with twigs and carved patterns from his bosom. As soon as he opened it, a white cold mist escaped, and the mist dissipated, revealing the contents in the box.

Those were two snow-white fruits, there was no time to mash these two fruits into juice, Leng Xi directly put them in his mouth, chewed them and passed them into the mouth of the person on the bed.

It's amazing to say that the blood that Qingji couldn't stop no matter how hard he tried just now gradually stopped after Feng Konghua ate the two fruits.

It’s not in vain that I went all the way to the snow-capped mountains and picked these two fruits from the cliffs after going through all kinds of difficulties and dangers.

Seeing that the bleeding gradually stopped, Leng Xi breathed a sigh of relief and sighed in his heart.

Taking advantage of the difficulty to stop the bleeding, Leng Xi gave Feng Konghua another injection to ensure that the situation that was finally stabilized would not change for the time being.

After finishing all this, Leng Xi exhaled the foul breath that had been pent up in his heart all the time, walked to the side desk and quickly wrote a prescription, and handed it to Mo Ming, who was waiting quietly beside him, holding his breath. He explained solemnly: "Mo Ming, quickly ask someone to prepare these herbs according to this recipe, half of them will be delivered directly, and half of them will be boiled into medicinal juice, and at the same time, a large bucket of hot water will be boiled and sent over.

If you want to keep Kong Hua safe and sound, this is the most important step, you have to be fast, and you must not make mistakes. "

"Yes, my subordinate understands."

As soon as Leng Xi's words fell, the thin piece of paper suddenly seemed to weigh a thousand catties. Mo Ming took the prescription with both hands, responded solemnly, then turned and ran out.

Mo Ming's work was very efficient, and soon, the hot water and concoction requested by Leng Xi were ready and delivered to the camp.

Knowing that this is going to give His Majesty a medicine bath, and knowing that staying here would not be of any help, Mo Ming wisely pulled Qing Zhe out, and only Leng Xi and the unconscious Feng were left in the entire camp. Konghua two people.