"I said, this is the last time I will leave my little sister to you. Her life and death are the Feng family's business and have nothing to do with you!" Feng Jue pulled out the silver needle from Feng Xizi's body, but left only three points of her lower abdomen.
He took out a medicine bottle, poured out the pills inside and gave them to Feng Xizi to eat. Then he closed his eyes and said sadly: "My little sister's child can't be saved."
"No!" Mo Zhilan lost his calmness and reason, and grabbed Feng Jue's lapel, his eyes were red, "You are a famous miracle doctor in Jiangnan! Why can't you save the child! I want the child to live!"
"You are the emperor now and can decide the life and death of others. Unfortunately, you can't save your own child." Feng Jue didn't care about Mo Zhilan's shackles. He opened his eyes and smiled coldly: "You should know that my little sister's body is
The trip to the southwest was already on the verge of collapse. If we had not tried to protect our children, we might have
She had a miscarriage. Now she was six months pregnant and had stayed in such a cold dungeon for three full days. She was able to come out alive because of God's blessing. The child was stillborn. Mo Zhilan, your child,
Just let him disappear into Zi'er's life just like you, an incompetent father."
After saying that, Feng Jue pulled out the last silver needle on Feng Xizi's lower abdomen with lightning speed - Feng Xizi snorted, and the lower body that had stopped bleeding suddenly collapsed, and the blood quickly turned red.
Got the bed.
Mo Zhilan suddenly let go of Feng Jue and threw himself on the bed. He wanted to give Feng Xizi some energy but did not dare to move. He turned his eyes and shouted to all the imperial doctors: "Save the Queen!"
"Yes, Your Majesty."
The imperial doctors hurriedly walked to Feng Xizi's bed, checked her pulse, asked the palace maids to fetch hot water, and finally all the male imperial doctors withdrew, leaving only a few female medical officers to handle everything.
Feng Jue watched them pull down the gauze curtain in front of the bed to cover Feng Xizi, while the head of the Taiyuan Hospital knelt on the ground and said tremblingly: "Your Majesty, the empress's child was indeed stillborn. Mr. Feng's silver needle passed through the acupuncture point.
The baby has already been induced."
Mo Zhilan, who had lost all his strength, sat on a chair, his eyes unfocused, "The child... is gone..."
The child I once cared about so much, and Zi'er's first child, was just gone...
Pot after pot of bloody water came out from the gauze curtain. I don’t know how long it took. When everything was dealt with, the female medical officer knelt on the ground and said, "Your Majesty, the queen has had a miscarriage and suffered serious injuries."
It’s windy and cold, I’m afraid it will take a long time to practice.”
At this moment, Mo Zhilan had already lost his mind and waved his hand vaguely, causing everyone to retreat.
He walked to the bed and reached out to brush aside the bed curtains. Feng Xi's purple and snow-white face was sunk in the brocade quilt, with her black hair hanging down and her lips pale.
"Zi'er..." Sitting next to her, Mo Zhilan reached out and touched Feng Xizi's cheek, which was cold.
Feng Jue did not go out with the imperial doctor. He looked at Mo Zhilan quietly for a while and said indifferently: "My little sister will wake up in a quarter of an hour. I advise you to think of a good excuse. I don't want my little sister to live with hatred."
I don't know if Mo Zhilan heard Feng Jue's words. He just kept calling Feng Xizi's name over and over again, mumbling incessantly.
A quarter of an hour later, Feng Xi's purple butterfly-wing-like eyelashes twitched slightly, and then slowly opened her eyes - first she looked at Mo Zhilan, then turned to look at Feng Jue standing aside, and slowly moved her fingers down.
He reached his belly, smiled sadly, and said in a hoarse and decadent voice: "No more... the child is gone."