Qin Boyi originally wanted to take Bi He back to the Prime Minister's Palace, but Luo Tuo was not allowed to move her at will. He said that her body could no longer bear the bumps. Qin Boyi left soon.
In the evening, the palace suddenly sent someone over, and they also brought a few imperial doctors with them. They checked Bihe's condition, and all shook their heads and sighed. It didn't take long for the people from the palace to go back, but a few imperial doctors were left behind.
Bihe became critically ill three times that night.
Luo Tuo was sweating profusely during the rescue, and he didn't even dare to take a breath.[
The last time, I almost fainted...
He was not the only one who was nervous. The hearts of everyone present were about to jump into their throats. As a result, he kicked out a bunch of useless doctors, including Qing'er. When one person uses needles, he needs a high degree of precision.
of concentration.
Now Luo Tuo can only rely on a silver needle and the energy in his body to temporarily maintain Bihe's life. A group of people are here, but they are in the way. If he is distracted for a moment, Bihe may die on the spot.
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The next day, when the sky was gray and bright, Lou Yujin stepped into Yueying Tea House with a baggage and went straight upstairs.
As soon as he arrived at the door, he was surprised to see a group of people guarding him, as well as the palace doctor. Not only did he see people from the Prime Minister's Palace, but he also saw one or two eunuchs. He sneered in his heart. They must have been sent by the palace to inquire about the situation.
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"How's the little guy?" He went in, looked at the condition of the person on the bed, and frowned. It didn't get better at all. Luo Tuo was holding a pile of medical books and flipping through them, and Qing'er held He'er's hand without thinking at all.
loose.
Suddenly, Xiao Bihe started to vomit blood again, and her body was shaking slightly. Her face was not as purple as before, but suddenly became frighteningly pale. "Luo Tuo! Luo Tuo, come on!"
Luo Tuo, who had just rested for less than a quarter of an hour, did not expect that she would become ill so quickly this time, and he could not even catch his breath!
He checked Bihe's situation, and there was a trace of despair in his eyes...
"Qing'er, prepare for the funeral..."
"No! I will never prepare for the funeral until the last moment." Qing'er roared, and the whole building was probably shaken.
Everyone outside the door shivered, it was too cold!
Lou Yujin walked up to Luo Tuo and said a few words in his ear.
Luo Tuo's eyes lit up and he clapped his hands, "Okay! Let's try it one last time, let's see her life." With that, he stepped onto the bed and kicked everyone out again. But this time, Lou Yu unexpectedly
Jin didn't come out.
The door to the cold room was locked.
Qing'er and other people have complex emotions, and they seem to have a little bit of everything on their mind.