Geng Zhong's response was heard outside the hospital, "I just took him back to the mansion."

Rapid footsteps sounded at the top of the stairs. After a while, Xiao Yong ran over with sweat on his head. As soon as he entered the room, he restrained his anxious expression and saluted, "Hello, young master."

Ji Zimo frowned and scolded: "What happened?"

When did Xiao Yong become as stubborn and irritable as Geng Zhong?

"Sir, Mr. Cao returned to the General's Mansion and was in a bad state. The doctors in the mansion looked at him and were a little helpless, so I..."

He turned his attention to Xia Qianqian, "Please invite Miss Xia to have a look."

Xia Qianqian stood up suddenly.

Looking at each other with Ji Zimo, the two went downstairs, got on the carriage, and hurried to the General's Mansion.

The Jiangcheng General's Mansion is considered the most prosperous mansion in the entire Jiangcheng.

As soon as you enter the gate, you will see pavilions, rockery corridors, and cleaning servants and maids in the huge courtyard, which is completely different from the uniform servants in Mo Mansion.

The strange thing is that Cao Ran is a third-grade foreign general and is thirty years old, but there is no matron in the house.

It was very common for men in ancient times to have three wives and four concubines. Even Luo Hong, a captain of the guard, married four concubines, but there was no woman beside Cao Ran.

So strange.

When a group of people came to the main courtyard, when the soldiers saw Ji Zimo, they all nodded and saluted with respect.

Ji Zimo took Xia Qianqian and went straight to the inner hall.

A doctor on guard saw Ji Zimo coming and hurriedly bowed his hands in salute, looking horrified, "Sir, my lord was sent back with a high fever. I used a lot of antipyretic decoctions, but my lord has been unconscious and cannot be fed at all."

If you don’t go in, the effect will not be good. If it continues in the long run, there may be an accident!”

As he spoke, the doctor raised his sleeves and wet the fine sweat on his forehead.

On the bed, Cao Ran lay with his eyes closed, his face as red as a cooked crab.

Beside the bed, two boys were guarding him, trying to give him medicine, but when the soup in the spoon reached his mouth, it flowed down a little bit from the corners of his mouth.

Mr. Liu, who had been following behind, hurried forward, opened his eyelids, checked his pulse, and looked at the wound. All the wrinkles on his old face were squeezed together, and his face was not ordinary ugly.

"Sir, Master Cao's situation is not optimistic!"

A man who suffered cardiac arrest was chased back alive from the gate of the King of Hell's Palace. He didn't cherish his own life. Who can blame him?

Cao Ran was Xia Qianqian's first patient in ancient times.

She performed the operation on him herself, and even after all the hard work, she didn't receive any medical fees. She also paid for the medicine.

Now, he was lying on the couch, half dead. As a top surgeon, she couldn't tolerate it.

Taking three steps at a time, Xia Qianqian put her hand on Cao Ran's wrist and took her pulse.

Her brows became tighter and tighter, she stretched out her hand to lift the quilt, tore Cao Ran's clothes apart and untied the dressing.

The blood-red wound, the sutures were red and swollen, the entire thread was tight on the skin, and the skin on the entire chest was also red.

When I pressed it with my hand, blood-red fluid oozed from the wound.

Xia Qianqian's face is extremely ugly.

Her operation was successful, but this person refused to listen and the wound became completely inflamed and ulcerated. This was a stress response caused by the infection, so the fever persisted.

She had to untie the sutures on his wound and perform debridement and suturing again.

The drug cannot be taken orally, and only rapid intravenous infusion can cool down the patient quickly and replenish fluids, which may even save his life.

Seeing her ugly face, Ji Zimo stepped forward and asked, "How is it?"

"He was seriously injured. After the serious injury, he could not recover. He spent too much energy, his body was exhausted, and the wound became inflamed. If the high fever did not go away, he might have burned to death slowly."

She can save Cao Ran, but she cannot treat him unconditionally.

In the future, if she is really a jade-faced fairy and takes the blame, she must have a life-saving charm.

And Cuttlefish is the person who can give him a life-saving charm.

"Is there any first aid?" His expression moved slightly, and there was a hint of anxiety in his tone.

"You know, I am not a miracle doctor. Nor am I omnipotent." She replied calmly, looking with clear eyes

Him.

"What do you want?" What's going on? Are all her demands written on her face?

Why can he easily guess what she is thinking?

Xia Qianqian pretended to be serious, walked around the room and thought for a while, then raised her eyebrows and said, "I want a death-avoidance talisman."

Ji Zimo frowned, looked at her deeply, and asked lightly: "Why?"

Although the tone is light, these two words seem to weigh as much as a thousand pounds, making the person unable to breathe.

"It's very simple!"

Xia Qianqian explained casually: "To treat General Cao Shen, you need to risk losing your head. If you are cured, there will be no reward..."

She was complaining to him that she was not paid for her last rescue, so her work was in vain.

"When Cao Ran wakes up, he will give you the last consultation fee together with the reward," Ji Zimo reminded her.

Xia Qianqian raked her scalp and said, "Actually, I don't care too much whether there is a reward or not. If he is saved, his life is good, but what if he cannot be saved?"

She spread her hands and looked pitiful, "Will I be punished? I am a peasant girl. A small crime can ruin my reputation and even die without a burial place."

She pouted and said aggrievedly: "I am in my ninth year, the most beautiful moment of my life. I have not yet gotten married or given birth to a child. My life has not yet begun. Why should I ruin my good years just to save one person?"

I..."

She rambled on and on, and wanted to go on.

But Ji Zimo already understood her thoughts, "I promise you."

"Promise what?"

"I'll give you a death-avoidance charm."

"From now on, no matter what I do wrong, you will spare my life."

"Only for the treatment of Cao Ran."

"No!" Xia Qianqian refused and emphasized forcefully: "If Cao Ran is not satisfied with the treatment, you find something else to punish me for the death penalty. I won't be able to defend you."

Is he that kind of person?

Ji Zimo looked at her, gritted his teeth and said, "I promise you."

"How about we sign a receipt?" Xia Qianqian licked her face and suggested with a smile.

She was really afraid that he would suddenly change his mind. After all, ancient people were cunning and good at chewing words, and she was afraid that they would not be able to compete with him.

Her behavior once again easily aroused Ji Zimo's anger, "Pa."

He placed a round jade pendant tied around his waist vigorously on the table, "This is my token for you. Anyone holding it can make a request to me, including being exempted from death."

This is the jade card to avoid death.

Xia Qianqian stepped forward with joy, picked up the jade pendant, and looked at it carefully.

This jade pendant has the same appearance as the Longxiang Jade, but its pattern is not a dragon pattern, but a bamboo pattern.
Chapter completed!