As soon as she finished speaking, Feng Qingzhuang let go of her hand, and Jingmeng fell weakly next to Jingyun.
"Brother..." Seeing Jingyun who was unconscious, Jingmeng shouted anxiously
At this time, Shangguan Xuanqing came over and tapped Jingyun's heart a few times. The unique acupuncture technique made the blood flow in Jingyun's heart begin to slow down.
After Feng Qingzhuang said those words, her cold black eyes glanced at Shangguan Xuanqing again, then turned and walked towards the room. She had been worried about Cui'er's injury.
Do you know if your heart has been damaged or not? Can you help?
Seeing Feng Qingzhuang walking towards the house, Wu Jingyu quickly followed her in. Mo Yue followed behind Wu Jingyu. When he reached the door, he stopped and quietly stood guard at the door.
"Zhuang'er, you let Shangguan Xuanqing and the brother and sister go so easily. You must know that although Jingyun's sword struck hard, the tip of the sword was offset by an inch, cleverly avoiding the position of the heart pulse. As long as the blood stops,
Staying, lying in bed for a few days at most is definitely not life-threatening."
Entering the house, Wu Jingyu couldn't wait to speak. In fact, he wanted to speak just now when he was in the yard, but he couldn't guess what Feng Qingzhuang was thinking, so he held it back in the end.
"I know!" Feng Qingzhuang said calmly. In modern times, in order to avoid the pursuit of black and white, she has experienced hundreds of battles. She knows the Achilles' heel of the human body clearly, and even a slight deviation cannot escape her sharp eyes.
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"You knew that you spared them so easily." Wu Jingyu's dark eyes flashed with doubts. Hasn't this woman always been ruthless and black-hearted, but she can also be soft-hearted?
Could it be?
A thought suddenly flashed through Wu Jingyu's mind. His heart tightened and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes. He asked unconfidently: "Zhuang'er, are you still obsessed with Shangguan Xuanqing and can't bear to hurt the people around him, so
Did you become soft-hearted just now?"
Outside the hospital, Shangguan Xuanqing, who was about to leave with Jingyun and Jingmeng, had deep inner strength. Hearing the conversation in the room, he paused. He also wanted to know the answer.
"I just don't want someone who loves his family more than his own life to die in front of me," an indifferent voice slowly sounded.
A simple sentence instantly calmed down the panic that had just arisen in Wu Jingyu's heart. His uneasy eyes suddenly brightened up, and a slight smile appeared at the corners of his lips.
How could the woman he fell in love with be superficial? How could she eat a piece of rotten grass that even a horse wouldn't want to eat?
In the courtyard, Shangguan Xuanqing's mouth showed a touch of self-mockery, and then he turned around and left the Wutong Courtyard in disappointment. Jingmeng quickly followed up with the unconscious Jingyun in his arms, and also left.
When Feng Simei, Feng Siyu, and the other servants saw Feng Qingzhuang entering the house, they exited the Wutong Courtyard one by one in dejection. Their pace was comparable to that of a rabbit, fearing that if they were one step too slow, Feng Qingzhuang would let everyone down on a whim.
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Inside the room, Cui'er was lying on the bed with a pale face, red blood flowing from the corner of her mouth. Doctor Xu stood by the bed and checked her pulse, his eyebrows became more and more frowned, and his face became more and more ugly.
"Miss Feng Er, this girl on the bed has hurt her heart. Two of her three heart meridians have been severed. Please forgive me for being unable to do anything. I feel so ashamed!"
"Yeah! Got it!" Feng Qingzhuang's face was covered with a layer of deep sadness, and she responded in a weak voice.
The heart pulse is also the main artery connecting the heart. Now two of them are broken, which means that Tweety is suffering from severe internal bleeding. Such symptoms are difficult to treat in modern times with advanced medical technology, let alone ancient times with backward medical skills.
It seems that Cui Er has a very close relationship with her master and servant.
Feng Qingzhuang walked to the bed, sat on the bed, looked at Cui'er's delicate but pale little face, and watched quietly...