She tried several times with no results, and in the end she could only shake her head weakly: "No! I can't stop it! What should I do, Brother Zhuang, I feel like my body is about to be stretched open, and my whole body hurts!"
Zhuang Hao's expression changed drastically, he raised his neck and shouted: "Brother! Prepare a quiet room for me quickly."
A middle-aged man with a round figure walked out of the kitchen. He hadn't seen the guests yet. Hearing Zhuang Hao's voice, he ran upstairs cursing: "You bastard, you bring me trouble every time you come back. This time
Who wants to cure the disease?"
As soon as the mumbling voice fell, he had already appeared in front of Feng Qingyang and others. Seeing Chen Xi's face turning red, he was startled and said hurriedly: "Hurry! Go to the basement quickly."
"Where is the basement?"
Zhuang Hao bent down and wanted to pick up Chen Xi, who was swaying and unconscious, but before his hand could touch the corner of Chen Xi's clothes, suddenly a faint fragrance came from the tip of his nose, and the woman beside him had fallen into the arms of the handsome man.
I felt the shadow flicker, like a wisp of blue smoke drifting by, Feng Qingyang and Chen Xi had disappeared.
"Boss, hurry up and lead the way!"
Mu Ying's serious voice echoed in his ears, bringing him back to his senses. Without bothering to explain to his senior brother Qin Pan, he also rubbed oil on the soles of his feet and hurried downstairs.
The anxious footsteps frightened the birds outside the wooden house. A clear voice was heard calling from downstairs: "Imperial doctor! Save Xi'er quickly!"
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The moon is like a hook, hanging in the dark sky. On the treetops blown by the breeze, two or three unknown little monsters are timidly poking their heads, not knowing what they are looking at.
In the candlelight-swaying basement, in front of the small wooden bed, two elegant figures stood at the head of the bed with solemn expressions.
On the bed, a pretty woman was wearing a middle coat, with silver needles inserted into several important acupuncture points on her body.
Zhuang Hao's face was covered with a layer of ice - what should he do? Even his nationally famous acupuncture skills could not contain the breath that was rushing through her body. Was he going to watch this wise woman smell inexplicably?
Xiaoyu died?
Mu Ying looked serious: "Doctor, why is the princess' face getting more and more ugly?"
"Alas! This...I don't know what's going on. Logically speaking, it shouldn't be like this..."
Zhuang Hao frowned in confusion. Halfway through his words, his arm suddenly hurt and his body was lifted up like a sandbag.
He took a closer look and saw that the person carrying him turned out to be a fool prince who looked as elegant as the wind.
"My lord, what are you trying to do..."?
"Get out! Get out of here all of you!"
Feng Qingyang, who was standing by the bedside and holding Chen Xi's hand tightly, suddenly screamed angrily. Regardless of whether Zhuang Hao was the life-saving doctor or not, he grabbed the unsuspecting Zhuang Hao with his hand and lifted him up.
Before he could finish his words, he had already thrown her out of the door with a bang.
Turning around, he met Qin Pan's eyes coldly. Qin Pan shrank his neck and walked out the door obediently.
Zhuang Hao was blocked by the wooden shadow and could not enter the room. He shouted anxiously: "Your Majesty, the princess is in critical condition. Now is not the time to play around."
"Who is playing with you? I won't allow you to come in and disturb Xi'er while she's sleeping. Muying, stop them."
With a clang, the wooden door was closed tightly, and the tall figure of the wooden shadow stood forward. One man can hold the door, and no one can open it!
"Oh! Muying, why are you following the prince and acting recklessly? Get out of the way!"