Hongli's face was red, veins were pulsing on his forehead, and he looked in agony. As soon as he saw Yinzhen and Lingruo, he immediately shouted: "Huang Ama, E Niang, I am so itchy and in pain, please let them go."
Sons and ministers."
As the saying goes, a hit on the son's body hurts the mother's heart; Ling Ruo didn't want to make Hongli suffer so much, but she knew that letting go of Hongli would only make him suffer more. No matter how miserable Hongli screamed, she would never do it.
Let people loosen up.
Ling Ruo clenched her hands tightly to prevent herself from looking at Hongli, but Hongli's wails kept reaching her ears, making her miserable.
"Save my son! Huang Ama, E Niang, please save my son, I am really in pain!" Hongli was almost going crazy from the ubiquitous itching, and his hands were killed again.
He was pressed tightly and couldn't move. This painful itching made him wish he could just die.
Shuiyue and the others knew that Yinzhen and Lingruo were coming, but once they let go, Hongli would scratch it as hard as before, unable to say hello at all.
"Hongli!" Ling Ruo couldn't help but wanted to run over, but was stopped by Yinzhen and said: "Ruo'er, you couldn't help in the past, so you just stood here. I went to see Hongli." Seeing Ling Ruo, she still wanted to go.
In the past, he emphasized his tone and said, "Listen to me."
Ling Ruo forced herself to stop and looked at Yinzhen crying, "Your Majesty, nothing can happen to Hongli, and I cannot live without Hongli!"
"I know, I can't lose Hongli!" After Yinzhen comforted him, he quickly came to the bed. Although Shuiyue and the others pressed down together, Hongli struggled hard, and he was able to get away from him from time to time.
"Huang Ama! Huang Ama!" Hongli kept calling, tears falling from the corners of his eyes, and his face became hideous and frightening due to pain.
Yinzhen's eyes were slightly moist, and he looked at Hongli and said in a solemn voice: "Huang Ama knows that you are in pain, so bear with it. Your mother-in-law has sent someone to ask for Dr. Xu, and he will definitely be able to cure you."
"My son... I can't help it!" Tears fell one after another, and Hongli said in pain: "Huang Ama, please kill my son, I really can't bear it!"
"Don't say such things, it will be fine, definitely..." Before Yinzhen could finish his words, Hongli suddenly let out a scream of extreme pain, and then he got the strength from nowhere and suddenly broke away from Shuiyue.
Their restraints were flipped off the bed, and as soon as their hands were free, they couldn't wait to grab at their bodies, scratching wounds everywhere, and the powder and gauze applied to the wounds were torn off.
What frightened Hongli was that no matter how hard he scratched, even if the skin and flesh were broken, the itch still existed and could not be relieved, as if the itch had penetrated into the internal organs, and he wanted to put his hands into his body.
To scratch.
Fear, panic, and despair flashed through Hongli's eyes. He couldn't stand it anymore. He really couldn't stand it anymore. He wanted to die, and he wanted to die immediately. How could he not be affected by this ubiquitous and uncontrollable itch again?
To torture.
Thinking of this, Hongli struggled to break away from his captor, and then stumbled to the large red sandalwood cabinet. He remembered that his mother used to put the bamboo basket containing needles and threads here, and even remembered that there was a pair of scissors in the bamboo basket.
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When Hongli took out the bamboo basket, Ling Ruo immediately understood his intention. In an instant, his already pale face lost all color, and he immediately ran up to grab the bamboo basket that Hongli had already held in his hand.
He took the scissors and said sternly: "Hongli, you are crazy, give the scissors to E Niang!"
Hongli clutched the scissors tightly and said with tears: "Mother, I can't bear it anymore, please let me die!"
Ling Ruo said with tears streaming down her face: "Eniang knows you are in pain, but you promised Eniang that you would hold on. How can you break your promise as a man!"
"Er Chen also thought it could be done, but now I really can't hold on any longer!" Every word he said was a kind of torture for Hongli. He grabbed the scissors and tried to get rid of Ling Ruo, but Ling Ruo couldn't hold on any longer!
If she held on tightly and refused to let go no matter what, she knew very well that once she let go, she might never be able to see Hongli again.
During the struggle, the sharp cut of the scissors made a long gash on Ling Ruo's hand. The next moment, bright red blood suddenly emerged from Ling Ruo's palm.
The bright red blood made Hongli's movements stagnant. Just when Ling Ruo wanted to take the opportunity to snatch the scissors off, Hongli let out a muffled groan, and then fell down softly, revealing Yin who had not known when he was standing behind him.
Zhen, it was Yinzhen who took advantage of Hongli's stunned moment and struck him on the back of the neck with his palm, knocking him unconscious.
Yinzhen retracted his hand and said: "Hurry and help Fourth Brother to the bed, then tie his hands and feet with ropes, tie them tightly, and don't let him break free."
Shuiyue and others quickly carried Hongli to bed as instructed, and then found ropes to tie up his hands and feet. After watching them finish all this, Yinzhen breathed a sigh of relief, and turned around to see Ling Ruo falling to the ground.
The bleeding hand was still tightly holding the scissors that she had taken from Hongli. She quickly squatted down and wanted to take the scissors away, but Ling Ruo reacted violently and withdrew her hands, unwilling to give him the scissors.
Ling Ruo's resistance made Yinzhen stunned for a moment, but he soon understood and said warmly: "Ruo'er, it's okay. Hongli is okay. Come on, give me the scissors!"
Yinzhen's words slowly penetrated into Lingruo's ears. She raised her tear-stained face to look at Yinzhen and murmured: "Is everything really okay?"
"Of course it's true. Be obedient and give me the scissors!" The moment Yinzhen finished speaking, Ling Ruo let go of his hand and let the scissors fall to the ground. Then he cried loudly, with endless fear.
She was so close to losing Hongli. She was so scared, so scared!
"It's okay! It's okay!" Yinzhen patted Ling Ruo's back to comfort her. After Ling Ruo stopped crying, he helped her up and said, "The wound on your hand needs to be bandaged with medicine."
Ling Ruo shook his head and whispered: "I'm fine, I'm just worried about Hongli now, he..." Halfway through, he couldn't help but started sobbing again, unable to continue.
"I know you are worried about Hongli, but you must also take care of yourself. Imperial Physician Xu will enter the palace soon, and he will definitely be able to save Hongli." When Yinzhen was speaking, Imperial Physician Qi and others had already walked over and knelt down with shame on their faces.
Said: "Wei Chen and others are useless and cannot cure Fourth Brother. I beg the Emperor to forgive me!"
Seeing them, Yinzhen became furious and snorted: "Thankfully you still have the nerve to ask for my forgiveness. You have been an imperial doctor for decades, but you can't even determine whether the fourth elder brother has been poisoned!"
After being scolded like this, Doctor Qi couldn't hold his head up even more, and muttered: "The strangeness of Fourth Elder Brother's illness is something Wei Chen has never seen before. The powder Wei Chen applied to Fourth Elder Brother's wound before has relieved the itching.
As for the effect of poison, it stands to reason that even something that is ten or a hundred times more poisonous than mosquitoes should be controlled by pharmacology, but who would have thought that it would have no effect at all."