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With the cold moon rustling and the cold wind still, 20 people withdrew from the capital that night.

None of the people along the household dared to find out, even dared not light the oil lamps. They could only listen to the rumbling footsteps outside and the occasional sound of metal crashing, guessing out of thin air what was going to happen outside.

In the palace, before the corpses outside the Hall of Mental Cultivation had time to deal with them, the imperial physician who rushed over was startled by the corpses all over the floor and the wounded groaning in pain. He carefully avoided them and walked into the hall. The ashen Qi Xiao, the dark black dragon robe was stained with blood, the imperial doctor hurried up to check and found that it was just someone else's blood, and before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he saw that Qi Xiao's left hand was already bloody.

Just about to take out the white satin to check the wound, Qi Xiao withdrew his injured left hand, and hurriedly ordered them to go to the inner room. The imperial doctor saw Qi Xiao's pale face and bloodshot eyes, and was about to tell him not to be anxious, thinking of the fainting thing before. The maid who came out of the inner room interrupted the conversation.

The maid held a porcelain basin in her hand, the water in it had already been dyed a layer of light red, hanging on the white satin on the edge of the porcelain basin, the red bloodstains were shocking, Qi Xiao trembled all over, and walked into the inner room quickly, the imperial physicians couldn't help but Those who dared to be negligent lowered their heads and followed behind.

The house was lit with soothing borneol incense. The light fragrance couldn't cover up the thick blood in the house. The dragon was covered by thick curtains, and a figure was half lying on it, revealing a white and bloodless body from inside. right arm.

The imperial doctor hurriedly knelt down in front of the bed to take his pulse, then asked the maid next to him in a low voice, and then lowered his head to make a diagnosis. Qi Xiao, who was sitting next to him, couldn't bear it again and again, and said sharply: "Ask me, ask me, what are you going to do?" , Hurry up and take out the broken sword to stop the bleeding."

The several imperial physicians all gasped, Qi Xiao's face was violent, with blood stains all over his face and body, which added a bit of evil spirit, his pale eyes swept across the several imperial physicians fiercely, and his thin lips formed a straight line, "I can't save people!" , you come to see me with your heads up."

I felt a cold air on my neck. I thought that after eating royal meals, I would not worry about my livelihood in this life. Unexpectedly, I felt that my head was not safe for nearly a year. A person lying on a bed.

The wound was simply washed with clean water, and the clothes were taken off to the upper part of the chest, exposing the shoulder blades where you could see the blade protruding a little bit, and the lower part was lined with a thick quilt, and the upper body was lifted slightly so as not to touch it. The wound on the back.The princess has a noble phoenix body, so the subordinates can look directly at it, but the most urgent thing at this time is to quickly confirm the injury. Several people dare not cast their eyes and looked directly at the wound.

The leader, Imperial Physician Chen, committed himself to walking in front of Qi Xiao, and said back: "The princess is an auspicious person. Although the sharp weapon pierces the body, it avoids the heart and lungs and does not hurt the meridians. It's just..." After a good conversation, the next words are The point is, Imperial Physician Chen couldn't help raising her head to inquire about Qi Xiao, only to see that she was still staring at him coldly with narrow eyes, with cold sweat dripping from her temples, she swallowed her saliva and continued in a slower and lighter tone, "It's just, princess The blood loss is too much and the veins are not full. Now that the sharp weapon is taken out, the tearing wound will inevitably cause bleeding. If the bleeding is stopped in time, it is okay, but it is afraid that the blood flow will not stop..."

"How sure?" Qi Xiao interrupted the imperial physician, knowing everything she needed to know, and this was the only thing she cared about the most.

"Half of each."

The imperial doctor's answer was a little lacking in confidence, Qi Xiao frowned and stared at the man in front of him, wanting to see the real answer from his face, finally gritted his teeth and said coldly: "I want [-]%."

Perhaps this [-]% certainty is also overestimated and optimistic, but even if she told Qi Xiao that she was [-]% sure, she would not dare to gamble with Qi Ping's life. After parting, how could he let her go again.

The imperial doctor looked embarrassed, shook his head and said: "The princess's wound is quite deep, besides, it was already..."

"I want ten percent."

Repeating what he said before, Qi Xiao was too lazy to listen to the imperial physician's complicated explanations, and the imperial physician had no choice but to take a step back because of his non-discussive tone. Jishou knelt down and said: "I am incompetent, and I deserve death. Please forgive me."

Several imperial physicians at the back knelt down together, and the voices of pleading for sin rang out.

"Quack doctor!" Qi Xiao swung his sleeves vigorously and pointed at the person in front of him, cursing, walking unsteadily past the imperial physicians who were kneeling on the ground, "Whoever is [-]% sure of saving the princess, I will give him an official rank, Reward him ten thousand taels of silver, and protect his prosperity and wealth for generations to come!"

Scanning a person lying on the ground, none of them volunteered because of Qi Xiao's tempting conditions. Qi Xiao casually grabbed an imperial physician who was kneeling at his feet, "The imperial physician Zhou is skilled in medicine, hasn't he cured many difficult and miscellaneous diseases before? If you can Heal the princess, and I will give you ten thousand acres of fertile land."

The other party was over half a hundred years old, and his long gray beard swayed with the trembling of his body because of fright, "I... I deserve death for my sins."

With the same sentence as before, Qi Xiao angrily pushed away the person in his hand, straightened up and pointed at the large group of people kneeling at his feet, "They are all useless things, what do I need you for, come on! Give me all Drag it out and chop it off!"

The plea just now suddenly turned into begging for forgiveness, but even so, none of the imperial physicians dared to stand up to Qi Xiao's request. The people on the bed seemed to be moaning softly because of the noise around them, and Qi Xiao ignored it. They hurried to the side of the bed and held the cold right hand.

The surrounding braziers heated up the temperature in the house, but Qi Ping's hands were still cold, maybe it was the pain that caused her to frown her brows in a coma, and her chapped lips moved silently. Close to his cheeks, he gently rubbed her wrists with his hands, trying to transfer a little heat.

Ignoring the begging for mercy behind, the guards were dragging the imperial doctors out of the Hall of Mental Cultivation with both arms, when suddenly a male voice stopped the chaos on the scene, and shouted angrily at Qi Xiao's back: "Kill them, and you will be saved! ? I think you clearly want to kill her."

Qi Xiao turned his head and saw Qi Wei standing at the door with a face full of ice, followed by an unfamiliar man. Just now when the army withdrew from the surrounding area, Qi Xiao was only focused on carrying Qi Zhen back to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and completely forgot about Qi Zhen's affairs. In the back of his head, seeing him yelling and shouting, he felt even more disturbed, and was about to order someone to throw him out of the dungeon, when Qi Wei walked to the couch by himself, and nodded to the man next to him .

The other party opened the curtain and began to check Qi Ping's wounds, and even reached out and pulled the clothes that Qi Ping protected on his chest in disregard of the doctrine.

Qi Xiao stretched out a palm to hit him, Qi Wei quickly blocked it with his eyes, grabbed Qi Xiao's wrist with one hand, and scolded: "People are going to die, have you had enough trouble!" Then he took Qi Xiao's hand away Before the couch, let the man have enough light to check the injury, "This man is Wang Rui, a military doctor in our army, who is especially good at sword wounds, and is much more useful than those imperial doctors who are all well-read poems and books but just talk about war on paper. "

Breaking away from Qi Zhen's hand, Qi Xiao was half-doubtful, and as the last straw, he asked, "Then I can be saved?"

Qi Wei didn't answer right away, but turned to look at Wang Rui and waited for the result.

Time passed bit by bit, Wang Rui finally checked the injury, put the curtain back on and walked in front of Qi Wei, "Fortunately, the heart and lungs were not injured, but a lot of blood loss, it is necessary to stop the bleeding as soon as possible."

After hearing this, Qi Wei heaved a sigh of relief with his shoulders sinking, but Qi Xiao was not. The imperial physician had said these words clearly just now, but the problem lies in stopping the bleeding, "Then how to stop the bleeding?"

Hearing Qi Xiao's question, Wang Rui turned around and walked over. He didn't have any fear of facing the emperor, and he didn't even respond as respectfully as Qi Zhen did: "Although the wound is deep, it doesn't hurt the meridian, just need to suture it For the wound, apply the ground gardenia, thistle, Sophora japonica, Burnet etc. to the wound, if there is no infection after bandaging, change the dressing every seven days, and it will be fine after changing it three times.”

Hearing Wang Rui's confident answer, Qi Xiao's face relaxed a little, but he couldn't completely relax.

Wang Rui stopped talking to them, turned around and asked the maid to bring a new reclining chair in the house, put a clean mattress on it, slowly put Qi Ping on the reclining chair, and ordered them to bring the strongest wine and clean The cloth strip lit more candles to brightly illuminate the house, and prescribed a prescription for people to quickly grab the medicine and grind it. It took less than half a stick of incense to make all the arrangements.

I took out a piece of white silk from the wooden box I brought with me, and spread out a few thin and long needles inside, which were longer and thicker than the embroidery needles used by girls at home, and shorter and thinner than the silver needles used in traditional Chinese medicine acupuncture. thinner.

When the needle was roasted on a candle to sterilize it, Wang Rui said to the maid who was holding a porcelain basin beside him, "You stay and fight." Then he said to the rest of the densely packed crowd in the room, "The rest of the idlers are waiting here. Just wait outside."

The maid's father-in-law and the imperial physician who thought he was in danger just now left the house one after another. Qi Wei walked a few steps and found that Qi Xiao was standing there motionless. By now, Wang Rui had already sterilized the silver needle and put it back on the white silk. Glancing at Qi Xiao, he repeated again: "The idlers are waiting outside."

At this moment, Qi Xiao only had Qi Ping's comfort in his heart, and he didn't want to punish Wang Rui for his disrespectful attitude.

The king of a country, the Ninth Five-Year Lord, condescended to serve a princess. Wang Rui turned his head and continued to prepare other utensils as acquiescence. There were only four people left in the room. The mattress was stained with blood again.

Qi Xiao fidgeted and held Qi Ping's hand and squatted aside, stuffed a piece of cork into Qi Ping's mouth, and then applied the gauze covered with strong shochu to the wound on Qi Ping's chest. Qi Ping, who was in a coma, couldn't bear it. Feeling such severe pain, her whole body clenched her teeth and bit the cork tightly. Qi Xiao's injured left hand hurt from Qi Ping's grasping. Pain.

Wang Rui quickly stood up Qi Ji's body, hugged her with another piece of gauze soaked in shochu wine, and revealed a small half of the long sword behind her, and slowly pulled out the sharp sword to avoid causing more damage. , was pulled out with blood and flesh.

The intense pain caused Qi Ping to let out a short and sharp cry from his throat, his neck involuntarily bent backwards like a tight bowstring, and the beauty tendons were covered with cold sweat as he breathed.

Because of the sound of the cork slipping from between the teeth, Wang Rui pulled out the broken sword and put a new piece of gauze on the wound, fearing that Qi Ping would bite himself, Qi Xiao didn't have time to pick up the fallen cork and sent it directly to the right hand in a panic. To prevent Qi Ping from biting his tongue, Qi Ping couldn't help clenching his teeth due to the intense pain, biting Qi Xiao's right hand.

The severe pain made Qi Yi recover a little bit of sanity in the chaos, suddenly felt something biting in his mouth, filled with the smell of blood, and turned to see Qi Xiao who was beside him, feeling like he was about to fall apart from the pain It immediately relieved a lot, and she wanted to smile weakly so that Qi Xiao didn't need to worry too much, and before she had time to call her name, the ensuing severe pain made her faint before her eyes again.

The author has something to say: Qi Xiao: Author, you are enough!Made my hand hurt so many times!This time, it was a knife wound and a bite wound again. If I become disabled, how can I give Ping'er a sexual blessing!

Qi Lu: Don't worry, Xiao'er, I... I'll be fine

Qi Xiao: ∑=mouth=

The princess can't die!Are you all disappointed!But it’s okay, the author of the last chapter has something to say, let the princess die, you can go and see

In addition, because of poor health again (this time it is a fever) the update continues to be slow orz

I'm weak and sick, I'm really sorry everyone