The gold-plated words made Feng Wuya fall into despair instantly.
But what Gil Jin said next rekindled his hope: "But she... can."
"Ah Li?" Feng Wuya looked at Chu Qianli who was still unconscious on the bed.
"Yes, I believe she can."
Otherwise, Gao Jin would not have left Long Ziyue and come here to find Chu Qianli at such an urgent moment.
"But now she..."
The gilt long finger fell on Chu Qianli's veins.
"Her pulse has calmed down and she should wake up. Why can't she wake up?"
Giljin frowned, why is it so strange?
However, Chu Qianli's pulse condition improved so much, thanks to the internal strength Feng Yexuan gave her.
I just don’t know how injured the prince is at this time.
There is something I don’t know whether I should say or not.
Ever since he met Chu Qianli, their prince...had never stopped getting hurt.
I don’t know if this is a disaster destined for the prince.
"But Ah Li is unconscious now. She can't save herself. How can she save Princess Pingyue?"
Feng Wuya sat beside the bed and looked at Chu Qianli's pale face.
Although his complexion did look much better than last night, there was still no color.
Not good at all.
"As long as she wakes up, I believe she will be able to think of a solution!"
The gilded man immediately took out the silver needle and stabbed it into Chu Qianli's acupuncture point.
However, there was no reaction at all.
He exerted more force. Seeing this, Feng Wuya immediately held his wrist and stopped him: "You made her bleed!"
It's no use at all!
Gilded Gold is also anxious now. If he wasn't too anxious, he wouldn't have resorted to such extreme measures.
"How about I pour cold water on her and try?"
His pulse returned to normal, so why didn't he wake up? He really had nothing to do.
Feng Wuya suddenly looked displeased: "Lao Jin, you are a doctor!"
Using such a rough method, what should I do if Ah Li gets cold?
She is already weak enough, and if she gets sick again, she will be even more injured!
"I……"
"Maybe... I can try."
"My lord, what can you do?" He is not a doctor.
Feng Wuya looked at him without saying anything. He didn't know if this method would work.
But if Long Zi cannot be rescued, Ah Li will definitely encounter great hardships in the future.
Long Ziyue cannot die.
Ah Li, you must wake up.
"Have you forgotten that there are mandarin ducks on her and me?"
Feng Wuya turned around and took out a pair of scissors from the drawer on the side.
"Your Majesty!" Gao Jin looked shocked.
"Guard me, no one is allowed to come in until Ah Li wakes up."
Feng Wuya walked to the bed and sat down, staring at Chu Qianli's face, and said warmly: "Ah Li, I can feel your pain, can you also feel the pain in me?"
"Your Majesty..."
Feng Wuya shook his head.
Gilding is helpless.
Although this method sounds absolutely unreliable, what if it works?
Princess Pingyue must not die.
They really don't have time.
"Okay, you...enough is enough." He stepped aside and listened to what was going on outside.
Feng Wuya breathed out, picked up the scissors, and pointed it at his arm.
"Ali, feel it. If you feel the pain, just wake up, okay?"
The sharp scissors slashed hard at his arm.
Blood slid down the wound.
Feng Wuya's eyebrows, as thick as ink, also wrinkled slightly.
Indeed, it hurts.
Chu Qianli made no move, and Feng Wuya pressed the scissors on his arm again and struck again.
But Chu Qianli still didn't move.
"Your Majesty, maybe...maybe this method won't work."
Seeing so much blood sliding down Feng Wuya's arm, Giljin felt a little uneasy in his heart.
Prince Xiaoyao's body is so weak and his health is not good to begin with. How could he withstand such torture?
"Your Majesty, why not... why not forget it."
But Feng Wuya didn't want to listen to him.
Gilding was too far away from the bed, so he couldn't see Chu Qianli's expression clearly.
But just now, he could see clearly, he clearly saw Ah Li frowning.
She was not completely unresponsive.
But the pain is not enough, right?
Feng Wuya looked at Chu Qianli's calm face and casually put down the scissors.
Gilded Metal sighed helplessly, as expected, this method still didn't work.
But what he didn't expect was that just when he thought Feng Wuya had given up, Prince Xiaoyao suddenly pinched a piece of flesh on his wound with his long fingers and slowly tore it apart!
"Prince!" Liu Jin was so frightened that he rushed over and wanted to stop him, but he didn't know how to stop him.
He used this most primitive and terrifying way to tear open his wounds bit by bit!
Big beads of sweat slid down little by little on the face that was handsome enough to make a woman fall just by looking at it.
The wound was not caused by himself, Giljin was so stiff that his whole body felt numb, and his scalp was numb.
Not to mention, Feng Wuya is personally bearing the severe pain at this time!
How could an ordinary person bear this pain?
"Prince, no...her! Her eyelids are moving!"
Daijin wanted to persuade him to give up, but he didn't expect that the next moment, he actually saw Chu Qianli's eyes trembling violently, and cold sweat dripping from his forehead.
Mandarin duck Gu can really make her feel the same way.
She must be in pain now!
Feng Wuya gritted his teeth, gasped, closed his eyes forcefully, and continued to tear.
The gold-plated heart is so sore.
But Chu Qianli was really about to wake up! Not only were her eyes trembling, but her whole body was clearly trembling.
The long fingers were shaking constantly, and the thin lips were so hard that a moan escaped: "It hurts... um... it hurts..."
Suddenly, she opened her eyes wide, sat up suddenly, and screamed: "It hurts!"
"Ah Li!" Feng Wuya's eyes lit up when he saw this: "Ah Li, are you awake?"
"It hurts!" Chu Qianli opened her sleeve, wanting to see what happened to her arm.
However, apart from the dark red mark from the whip last night, there seemed to be no other injuries on his arm.
Why was there a tearing pain coming from my arm just now?
The pain was so heartbreaking that she was still gasping for breath.
"Miss Chu, are you really awake?" Liu Jin was surprised and happy, and looked back at Feng Wuya, feeling sore and hurt in his heart.
Feng Wuya finally released his fingers.
Immediately, he put down his sleeves to prevent Chu Qianli from seeing what was wrong with him.
That arm was held behind his back.
"Ali, how do you feel? Are you really awake?" He asked softly, but his voice was indescribably hoarse.
He wasn't sure, he was afraid that Ah Li would just wake up for a while.
What if she faints again after feeling no pain?
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