Chapter 523: Who should I marry in a marriage contract with twists and turns? Four
After many twists and turns in the marriage contract, who should I marry? (4)
Wan Qing smiled softly, "Who knows? Maybe I wasn't smart enough in the first place, but I just didn't realize it before."
The imperial doctor suddenly stopped what he was doing and looked at Wan Qing carefully, up and down, looking at her twice, with serious and inquiring eyes.
"Girl, do you want to die?"
Wan Qing shook her head gently, "Of course not. Although I am not afraid of death, there are still many people I care about in this world, and I don't want to leave them so soon. So, if possible, I don't want to die at all."
"You asked me to cut your pulse." The imperial doctor's voice had a hint of accusation.
Wan Qing looked at the old man for a while, then slowly said: "I just hope you can drain the poisonous blood quickly."
"Although that is indeed safer, but I don't have many days left." Ginseng is not big, and it is rare to be able to last for so many days... She doesn't know that when the ginseng is used up, if there is no antidote, she will
, so what?
Although this method used by imperial doctors may not be effective, at least it is not like other doctors who dare not take action at all.
However, his movements were too gentle, and she was afraid that they would not have any amazing effect.
"Your whole body is covered with poisonous blood. If the poisonous blood were to be drained away, you... would probably die."
Wan Qing nodded gently, "I'm hanging with ginseng. I won't die just yet."
The imperial doctor looked at Wan Qing again, and after a while, he slowly looked at Xiao Tongwu on one side.
He said in a cold voice: "If you don't want her to die, go and make ginseng soup for her."
Immediately, the guard in black escorted Xiao Tongwu out.
But the imperial doctor slowly stood up, walked to the box that the guard had carried before, lifted it gently, carried it to the bed, and slowly opened it.
First he took out a dagger that was as thin as a cicada's wing, and then took out two bottles.
"Open your mouth." came the imperial doctor's voice. It was no longer old, but revealed an indescribable calmness and majesty.
Wan Qing slowly opened her mouth without any hesitation.
"It seems that you are really not afraid of death." The imperial doctor muttered, but without stopping, he poured the contents of a bottle directly into Wan Qing's mouth.