She wanted to comfort him and enlighten him, but now the situation was even more critical.
"Jin, let's go. Tuoli was poisoned and needs my medicine. I can't accompany you anymore."
Seeing that Nangong Jin's lips were tightly closed and she didn't speak, Mo Zihan continued:
"Although we can no longer be a couple, you are still my eldest brother and will always be the dearest person in my heart."
Seeing that Nangong Jin was still staring at her without speaking, Mo Zihan had no choice.
He turned to Yi Wuchen cruelly and said, "Wuchen, Jin, please help me send him out."
Seeing Yi Wuchen nodding, Mo Zihan never looked at Nangong Jin again, turned around and entered the king's tent.
The moment Mo Zihan entered the king's tent, mouth after mouth of blood spurted out from Nangong Jin's mouth.
"My lord!"
Before Nangong Jin fell to the ground, he was caught by Yang Chi who was already frightened out of his mind.
Yi Wuchen and Lengfeng also immediately stepped forward to help.
"There is an imperial doctor here, why not carry him to our room and wait until the injury is no longer serious before leaving." Yi Wuchen suggested to Yang Chi.
Yang Chi was about to agree, but was rejected by Nangong Jin, who was about to fall into coma.
"Send...send me away! Don't...don't tell Han'er..."
"My lord!" Even though Yang Chi is a tough man, he can't help but burst into tears. Their young master is doing this for his young lady... why is this so hard!
"You...you want to...resist the decree?" Nangong Jin spat out blood as he spoke. The white fox fur had been stained beyond recognition by the large mouthfuls of blood.
"Let's go! I will take you away now!" After saying that, Yang Chi picked up Nangong Jin and left this place that made his master sad and desperate.
After Mo Zihan entered the house, he immediately asked the brothers from the Qian family to lay the shirt horizontally on the bed. He untied the black fox fur coat and the white middle coat, and the entire back was stained black and red.
Obviously, a large amount of the toxin still remains in the body, which is why the blood flowing out is this color.
Apparently, when Tuoli got up alone just now, the wound had been shattered, but he didn't tell her.
Looking at her pale face, cold body, and sweating profusely, Mo Zihan felt as if her heart had been grabbed by someone, and the pain was unbearable.
"Quickly declare the imperial doctor."
As Mo Zihan said this, he tore open the shirt he had taken off, and then gently untied the bandage from the uninjured area.
Now it is impossible to move or carry him. The wound has completely collapsed and is bleeding profusely. Even moving too much will accelerate his death.
In this damn ancient time, there were no medical utensils for human blood transfusion. Although she could make many weapons, poisons, and antidotes, she could not make simple things like blood transfusion.
She underestimated the poison. Not only was her antidote slow to take effect, but the poison would also cause disorders in the body's coagulation function. Otherwise, she would just get up and put on some clothes before going outdoors.
The wound burst open and oozed so much blood.
Although it is not advisable to take too many antidote pills, I can't care about that much now. I ate three times the usual amount for Tuoli, and then asked Qianli to tap on the acupuncture points on the back to stop the bleeding, and then sprinkled the hemostatic powder on the wound.
Several thick layers were laid.
Half an hour later, Qianli allowed Qianli to untie the acupuncture points before the blood completely solidified.
The imperial doctor took Mo Zihan's prescription for blood-boosting food and went down to make soup, and all the brothers from the Qian family also left.