The most satisfying thing about her face was her eyes. They were clear and bright, just like her own. When she was in college, someone wrote a love letter to her, saying that her eyes were filled with starlight and dewdrops. Although this description was a bit exaggerated,
But her eyes are really beautiful.
Mingruo picked up her sleeve and wiped the makeup off her face, well... the effect was immediate and even scarier than before.
She gave up decisively, threw away the mirror in her hand, folded the red hijab, covered half of her face, and exposed only her eyes.
She was not worried about scaring others, but it would be a waste if she accidentally scared herself.
Mingruo walked to the door and pushed it open gently.
The furnishings outside are more magnificent, and the largest object is the black lacquered gold coffin placed in the center.
Ming Ruo was born in a family of occult doctors, and he was not very taboo about ghosts. As the saying goes: If you don't do anything bad, don't be afraid of ghosts calling the door.
She held up her skirt and stepped forward. To her surprise, the coffin lid was only half closed——
The man in the coffin has a purple gold crown on his head, a black python robe, a dragon pattern lock on his waist, and a sword. His face is like a crown jade. He is truly a dragon and a phoenix.
Is this Prince Nayun?
Tsk tsk, she was so beautiful and died at such a young age. Could it be that she was... jealous of her beauty?
"The sky is full, the earth is round...Looking so good, no matter how you look at it, it is not a short-lived fortune..." Although Mingruo didn't even inherit 1% of the fortune telling from her old man, it's still okay to look at it casually.
His face doesn't look like a dead person. The memory says that Prince Yun's heart disease has relapsed, but judging from this man's physique, he doesn't look like he is seriously ill...
The coffin was so tall that Mingruo couldn't touch the man even if he leaned half of his body inside.
She sighed, had no choice but to roll up her dress and jump (fall) into the coffin.
"Ah..." Mingruo fell on the 'corpse' as soon as he entered the coffin.
It wasn't that her balance was poor, but that the coffin was filled with beads and she couldn't stand firmly at all.
Mingruo got up quickly and clasped his hands together, "No offense, no offense. You are so good-looking, I think you can still be saved. If you are saved, you don't have to die, and I don't have to be buried. It's the best of both worlds..."
Mingruo felt that rescuing Prince Yun was the only way to survive at the moment.
The original owner was the princess he was buried in. As long as he dies, the emperor will be captured even if he runs to the horizon.
Besides, Mingruo didn't have the confidence to walk out of this underground palace alone. There might be many traps waiting for him in a tomb of this size.
Mingruo stretched out his hand to feel for his pulse, but there was no pulse at all. However, the skin of his wrist and even the joints were not stiff. This was definitely not the state that a 'corpse' should be in.
She subconsciously turned on the medical system implanted in the central nervous system, but this body was 'requisitioned' by her, so the medical system couldn't be used, right?
Fortunately, she is still alive. Although there seems to be something wrong with the medical system. As for what is wrong, I can't tell at the moment, but fortunately it can be used.
After some examination, it was found that this 'beauty' was indeed not dead, but her vital signs were weak, and the fatal lesion was in the heart - not an ordinary heart disease, but a foreign body incarcerated in the heart.
Judging from the MRI image, it was a cone-shaped metal object, and it was an old injury. The metal object was wrapped with something, which protected the heart to a certain extent. Otherwise, this person would have died long ago.
Yes.
The patient's current condition is not good, but it is not hopeless.
The person must be rescued first, and removing the foreign body is the best treatment plan after the body is nursed back to a state ready for surgery.
But this first step is difficult.
Mingruo took a deep breath and started first aid.
Fortunately, there is a medical system by her side, otherwise even if she has superb medical skills, it would be difficult for her to make a meal without rice.
After being injected with a cardiotonic needle, Mingruo continued to perform cardiopulmonary resuscitation. The sweat on his forehead pattered on the man's clothes, and he pressed again.
"Please, cheer up..."
With a whoosh, the cold sword touched Mingruo's neck.
Ming Ruo's hand movements froze, she raised her eyes to look at the man's face, and suddenly met a pair of cold eyes like cold stars.
The man in coma is so beautiful that people can't help but take a few more glances. After he wakes up, his stern eyes are even more stunning, but the chilling aura is too strong, making people afraid to look directly at him.
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Mingruo's breath was choked in her throat, and she knew intuitively that as long as the sword blade came even one millimeter closer, her blood would be splattered on the spot.
Fortunately, after many years of practicing medicine, I have developed a calm mind. After being stunned for a few seconds, Mingruo calmly said: "You are now suffering from heart failure. You are suffering from cardiac arrest again with difficulty. Even the Great Luo God can't save you..."
Si Haochen didn't understand the words "heart failure" and "cardiac arrest", but he understood the last sentence. His wrist lost its strength and the long sword fell back into the coffin with a thud, and then he coughed violently.
Mingruo's expression changed slightly, and he quickly took out a silver needle and inserted it into several large acupuncture points to protect his heart pulse. Then he poured out the Suxiao Jiuxin Pill and brought it to Si Haochen's lips: "Keep it under the base of your tongue, don't swallow it directly."
Si Haochen did not open his mouth, but his eyes were slightly closed.
Having lived in the royal family for more than twenty years, I am extremely wary of those I trust, let alone strangers.
"If I want to harm you, I can just sit back and wait for you to fend for yourself. Why waste so much effort..."
Mingruo has a bad temper, and no matter how difficult the patient is, she has to obey her orders. Today was a good day. First, she wiped her neck with a sword, and then she refused to cooperate with the treatment. She really wanted to give up and give up!
"Acupuncture has brought it under control."
This heart disease has been tormenting him for three years, and he is on the verge of life and death every two or three months. Although Si Haochen has not reached the stage of chronic illness, he still knows whether the symptoms have been relieved.
In terms of acupuncture skills alone, this woman is not inferior to Doctor Xue. When it comes to medical skills, she is obviously superior.
Based on his situation just now, Doctor Xue not only needed to administer acupuncture and medicinal baths, but also needed someone to use his inner strength to sort out his heart pulse.
Mingruo had sharp eyesight and quick hands, and while he was talking, he threw the heart-saving pills into Si Haochen's mouth: "Keep it."
Si Haochen choked and stared at Mingruo - did this woman want to choke him to death?
However, as the bitterness gradually melted away in his mouth, the pain in his heart gradually eased, and the breath that was blocked in his chest became smoother.
Mingruo pretended to take Si Haochen's pulse, but actually checked it with the medical system.
This man's physique is really special. He was able to return to this state just after being rescued, which is quite strange.
However, the blood sugar is still too low: "Do you feel dizzy?"
"Yeah." Si Haochen responded.
"Waiting." Mingruo climbed out of the coffin and wandered around.
He picked up the tea bowl that was buried with him on the table. It didn't look dirty. He opened a bottle of glucose and poured a full cup.
After this first aid, I almost fainted. I drank a glass and poured out another glass.
Mingruo has always been a careful person, and the bottle containing glucose should not have appeared in this era. In order not to cause trouble for himself, it is better to sail the ship with caution.
Throw the empty bottle back into the system's recycling bin before returning to the coffin.
Si Haochen sat up, half leaning on the coffin, and stared at Mingruo, who was slowly approaching him, with a pair of dark eyes.
Mingruo handed the cup to him, and Si Haochen took it and drank a few sips.
