Zhongli's hand was quick, and when he told Changle to calm Jiang Shu'er and block her mouth, the knife in his hand had already gone down.

Shengsheng cut the wound of the arrow, and Li Qing sprinkled medicine quickly with his eyes and hands.

Even though it was just a blink of an eye, Jiang Shu'er still woke up in pain. If it weren't for Changle's tight imprisonment, she would have overturned the person in front of her.

The blood squirted half of Changle's face. She shed tears, allowing the tears of blood to fall down and refused to let go.

His expression was extremely calm: "Be good, just get through it, I will definitely avenge you."

"Spray some more medicine, and feed her one in the red bottle."

Zhongli ordered, his hands kept stopping, and the knife became a little deeper.

Li Qing hurriedly followed the instructions. Jiang Shuer's teeth were clenched tightly. Li Qing had to pinch her chin and used some force to force her to let go of her mouth and feed her medicine.

Sweat beads emerged from Zhongli's forehead, and with force in his hand, an arrow with flesh and blood was pulled out.

Jiang Shu'er's eyes opened slightly, she shook her body and then turned her head.

"Shu'er?" Changle was anxious, "Doctor Zhong..."

"It's just that I fainted from the pain."

Zhongli took the scarf handed over by Li Qing, wiped the sweat from his head and threw it down, personally treated Jiang Shu'er's wound and applied medicine.

The wound that was originally bleeding stopped in a short while.

Looking at the amount of blood, Zhongli looked bad, "There is another one, you should do it as soon as possible, otherwise this girl will be in real danger."

While speaking, he was ready to take action. Li Qing didn't need to give instructions and prepared the things he needed as before.

Changle felt so distressed that he had no choice but to nod.

The mother and daughter are connected to each other, and Jiang Shu'er's pain is like hers.

No, it is a hundred times the pain.

Zhongli did not delay a minute, and dig out the arrow when he cut through the arrow.

Although it still carries a little flesh and blood, this is the best result.

Li Qing was excited to watch from the side, his eyes unblinking.

Such a technique may not be seen for decades!

It's really a folk overseas player.

After quickly stopping the blood, Zhongli took another pulse and prescribed a prescription and said, "Miss, don't move your arms in the past few months, so as not to leave any future problems."

After a pause, he said again: "Although this injury can be cured, we can't use force again in the future. As long as we are well-off, our health will be fine."

Changle's eyebrows darkened, "So, is my son useless?"

Zhongli smashes it, smashes it, "In short, don't use force, don't do rough work."

Changle lowered his eyes and looked at Jiang Shuer who was finally able to lie on the bed. He accepted his life, "thank you, doctor, and ask the doctor to treat my son's body."

"Don't worry, your highness, for the sake of the little prince, the little old man must do his best."

Li Qing didn't dare to speak aside.

Miss Ninth Miss of the Duke of Jingguo’s Mansion is abolished, and this is not a joke.

If you want to silence...

He shivered and didn't dare to think about it anymore, but fortunately Changle didn't plan to do so.

After Li Qing stepped down, he breathed a sigh of relief.

When Jiang Yunting and the prince saw the person, they immediately stepped forward, "What's wrong?"

Li Qing wiped his sweat and bowed and said, "Fortunately, Doctor Zhongli's wonderful hand has come back to life. Miss Jiu is fine, but..."

"Speak quickly if you have something to do." The prince urged impatiently.

Han Yu and the old prince stared at him for a moment, but none of them were as terrifying as Jiang Yunting's eyes.

He swallowed and said, "Miss Nine will not be able to move in the future, nor will it be too thick."

Jiang Yunting suddenly let go of his heart.

This is good, this is good, it is good to be a lady from a noble family. As long as he is still here, he will protect her for a day and not bully her.

Everyone can accept this situation. It is better to lose it than to make a conclusion that it was unsuccessful before.

The prince also felt relieved and said to Jiang Yunting: "Uncle, I have sent people to martial law throughout the city. No suspicious person will let go. Can you tell me what the thief looks like?"

Jiang Yunting didn't think much at first, and was full of his daughter's injuries. Now Shu'er's safety has been saved, and she has to start to capture that person.

He nodded, "Let me talk about it when I go and see Shu'er."

The prince nodded, and the group waited for a while, and took out a pot of blood after going in after the coat. After coming out to report, they all went in one after another.

Even though the house that had been cleaned up was lit, it could not hide the strong smell of blood.

Changle was sitting by the bed and wiped Jiang Shuer's face, but she still looked half of her face dyed, which shows how dangerous the situation was at that time.

Jiang Yunting went over with heartache and took a hand towel to wet and wiped it off for her.

Changle shook his head and pushed his eyes away at the prince, "The guards in the city are lazy, the He family is useless. Today, he has been removed from all positions and is being detained for trial. What do the prince think?"

Because of the inappropriate reason, the prince naturally had nothing to say, "What my aunt said is that my nephew must investigate this matter thoroughly."

Changle looked away, "My son needs to rest, so I won't give it to you."

Seeing this, Jiang Yunting looked at Jiang Shu'er again, got up and patted Changle's hand, "I'll go see the doctor and Qingchen, and come back later."

Changle nodded.

The group went out, but Han Yu didn't. His clothes were still the same. Although they didn't drip, they were still wet against his body.

His eyes stared at Jiang Shuer's bloodless face for a moment.

Changle's cold expression slowed down and he spoke in a bit complicated manner, "Thank you today."

Han Yu lowered his eyes, "No, it's my fault. If she could have arrived earlier, she wouldn't have been like this."

When Changle mentioned this, he felt extremely hated, but it was not his fault, but his eldest son.

If it weren't for him, Shu'er wouldn't have left the house at night. If it weren't for him, Shu'er wouldn't have been ambushed and almost lost her life.

Is such a stupid son really her child?

Bang……

Han Yu suddenly knelt down, Changle came to his senses, his eyes flashed slightly, "What are you doing?"

You know, he inherited the title of king from the first rank of foreign surname, and even if his rank is not as high as her, he would not have to give a big gift.

And now...

"Han Yu wants to ask his aunt Yunshu'er to marry her little nephew. Her nephew will only marry her in this life and will never take a concubine."

"Do you think that Shu'er is useless and no one wants it, so you threaten me?"

"I have no intention of this." Han Yu looked up and looked at her. "I originally planned to wait until the military power is obtained before asking my grandfather to come to ask for a marriage proposal. However, the news that spread tonight was not good for Shu'er's reputation. My nephew didn't want her to be guided by others, so I asked the princess to allow it."

Changle sneered and didn't care at all, "So what if others give me advice? Even if my daughter is ruined, not everyone can think of it."

"I really want to marry you, but..."

"Then let's talk about it when you show your sincerity. I, Changle, look down on a useless waste who has a title but is useless."

Changle said with a whispering sleeve.

Han Yu's expression was slightly relaxed, "Thank you Princess for your accomplishment!"

She snorted coldly, "Don't be too happy too early. I don't realize that your smoky palace is a good place."
Chapter completed!