[Havoc at the Royal Hospital] Asking for a monthly ticket that penetrates deep into the bone marrow [17]
"Stop yelling and yelling, am I not a doctor?" Seeing Xuanyuan Li fainting, Zhong Xiaoxiao yelled back at Eleven angrily. When something happened, he knew that the Roaring Emperor leaned over and put his head on his shoulders, seriously
For decoration?
"What do you know? There is no antidote to the poison on the sword. How can you save it?" Eleven raised his handsome face full of tears and looked at Zhong Xiaoxiao hatefully. She didn't understand anything at all.
Brother's poison, how can an ordinary doctor save him?
"Bring Fourth Brother into the house quickly, I'll go find Wuhua!" Eleven grabbed Zhong Xiaoxiao, stuffed Xuanyuanli into her arms, and he sped away.
Zhong Xiaoxiao hesitated slightly, but still accepted his fate and picked up Xuanyuan Li.
Her body, which was still unconscious, had begun to stiffen slightly, and the anxiety in her eyes was even worse!
What kind of poison is it that is so overbearing?
She quickly carried the person into the hut, but there was no one in Meiyuan, and even Xuanyuan Feng, who had always been a close protector, was nowhere to be seen.
My precious son has gone missing.
But she had no time to think about this. She tore off Xuanyuanli's clothes. She had just sealed the blood around Xuanyuanli's wound to prevent the spread of venom.
Xuanyuanli brought her home after she was unconscious last night. There was no medicine pool or silver needle around her, so there was nothing she could do.
Xuanyuanli's eyes were closed on the bed, and his pale face had an unnatural blush.
When he opened his eyes, his gaze was sharp and deep, steady and calm.
Even with his eyes closed, he could still feel a chilling and powerful feeling.
Her red lips are enchanting and her eyebrows are picturesque. Her arrogant and powerful chin seems to be exquisitely carved.
The white clothes were already stained with hot blood.
There are also mottled blood stains on the cheeks and neck, which are evil and sinister, showing a deep chill and haze.
He was obviously weak and pale, but his powerful and domineering aura was still unbearable.
That is the aura only possessed by those who are born in a superior position, looking down upon all things and looking down upon the common people.
Very similar to Zhong Xiaoxiao back then.
Her cold heart was slightly soft, and her cool hands brushed his pale face, smoothing his slightly frowned eyebrows.
Wuhua couldn't wait, but Xuanyuan Li's body became stiffer and stiffer, as if he would transform into an immortal in the next moment and be unable to return to heaven.
Zhong Xiaoxiao's eyebrows frowned unconsciously, and her slender fingers landed near the dark blood stain that was faintly stretched out.
This was the first time she was so hesitant.
She couldn't guess what kind of poison was on the dagger, and she didn't have any pills around her that could stop the bleeding. If the dagger was pulled out and the bleeding couldn't be stopped, she might not be able to wait for Wu Hua's arrival.
But if he didn't pull it out and allowed the poison of the dagger to corrode his body, how long could he last?
Zhong Xiaoxiao's heart was cruel, and he grasped the hilt of the dagger with both hands. No matter what, he had to give it a try. If he died beside him, he would be unable to defend himself. In Xuanyuan Continent, he would be punished in heaven and earth from now on.
King Xuanyuan pursued him to the end.
She didn't want to admit the worry in her heart, and she didn't want to admit that she felt slightly distressed when she saw his pale face and stiff body.
She closed her eyes, and the hand holding the hilt of the sword trembled slightly, whether she was dead or alive, it was just a matter of her own thoughts.
If he doesn't pull it out, he will definitely die.
Although she couldn't tell what kind of poison was on Xuanyuan Li's dagger, she knew Xuanyuan Li's current state very well.
With a cruel move, the dagger was pulled away from Xuanyuan Li's body in a flash of lightning. Dark blood spattered out, and the white clothes were even more messy.
Zhong Xiaoxiao quickly tapped several places around him for blood, sealing all the blood circulation around the wound.
The poison has already spread. It is not easy to force the poison out now. We can only wait for Wu Hua to arrive.
She casually tore off the lining on her skirt and first blocked Xuanyuan Li's bleeding wound.
Xuanyuan Li was a germaphobe, so every room must have water and brocade handkerchiefs. Zhong Xiaoxiao was afraid that bacteria would breed and infect his wounds, so he wiped his body with a clean brocade handkerchief first.
She took the handkerchief and returned to the bed, and saw Xuanyuan Li, who had always been dignified, cold and arrogant, but he seemed to be in an abyss of pain and embarrassed.
She should have been happy to see him in pain. This pain was originally given to her by herself.
But my heart ached inexplicably, and the corners of my eyes and eyebrows were filled with pity.
Zhong Xiaoxiao, Zhong Xiaoxiao, your cold heart, your heart of stone, have you started to waver when you met this lifeless lunatic?
The corners of her lips curled up slightly, revealing a self-deprecating smile.
The slender fingers as cold as jade gently opened the hair on his forehead, and the soft brocade handkerchief wiped his skin covered with blood inch by inch. The white jade-like brilliance followed her wiping.
, reappearing the shining brilliance inch by inch.
However, he was still unconscious, his whole body felt like falling into an ice cellar, his whole body was as stiff as iron, and he was shivering. It was so cold that his life seemed to be passing away at any time.
Her heart tightened, she stretched out her hand to support his cold body, and put her right palm against his chest, trying to input her spiritual power.
But she found that Xuanyuan Li's skinny and moist hands were holding her tightly.
Although the wound was blocked, there was still dark blood seeping out, which had already soaked into the ball of silk.
He squeezed Zhong Xiaoxiao's hand very tightly, and his closed eyes opened slightly, and his black eyes were already dim.
"No." He spoke softly, his voice so soft that it was almost inaudible.
Isn't it that he has been unconscious for a long time, why is he still aware of his every move?
"You will die." Zhong Xiaoxiao's tone was a bit anxious. The spiritual energy in her body was full, so what if she lost some to him?
"No." He just murmured and repeated, closing his eyes slightly again. Just two words made him so tired that he couldn't stop breathing.
The hand holding her tightly tightened suddenly, and the joints pinched hard, so hard that it could break her wrist.
Zhong Xiaoxiao bit her lower lip tightly. The pain made her feel that her blood vessels might be crushed by him at any time.
Lowering her head, she saw that the blood on her wrist quickly faded and her skin turned white.
She raised her head to look at Xuanyuan Li in surprise. Her dim eyes had long been closed, her brows were furrowed into the Chinese character "Sichuan", her face was dripping with cold sweat, and her white clothes were almost soaked with cold water.
He must have woken up from the severe pain. The pain that even a master like him couldn't bear must be a thousand times more painful than the pain of his own wrist being pinched. It was more than ten thousand times more painful.
She stopped making a sound and silently endured Xuanyuan Li's clamping. Her white wrist was pinched so hard that her bones almost broke. She was also trembling in pain, but she didn't say a word. She just caressed it with her other hand.
His chest was soaked with dark blood.
Even if he cannot be cured, his pain must be alleviated.
Anyway, when I met him, all principles disappeared.
Any kind of resentment must be repaid, any kind of money must be compared, go to hell!