Although she had heard about assassins early in the morning, Mingruo was still a little surprised when she saw those assassins.
There were more than 20 people, wrapped in black clothes from head to toe, with only a pair of eyes exposed, and their movements were almost silent. They looked a bit like ninjas in comics.
Ming Ruo was even more amazed by Si Haochen's performance. His moves were so clean and sharp that it was so fast that it was hard to see how he made the move. All the men in black fell down wherever he passed, and a bunch of bloody flowers fell on the grass.
Seeing that something was wrong, a man in black turned around and ran away. Si Haochen killed the assassin in front of him with one sword and kicked up the knife in his hand. The knife went straight into the back of the escaper.
The man fell forward and turned his head to look at Si Haochen, his eyes full of fear.
When did Prince Yun's martial arts recover to such an extent? Has his heart disease been cured?
He wanted to pass this news to the Lord, but there was no chance...
For those in a fierce battle, a quarter of an hour is really not a long time. When the last man in black fell, Si Haochen stood among the mountains and forests, like the god of death harvesting human lives.
Mingruo was very lucky that he had been on a battlefield medical mission, otherwise he would have fainted from shock when he saw the dead bodies here.
She relaxed a little, and saw another group of men in black emerging from the woods. Their clothes were slightly different from the previous group, and they were not masked. Mingruo felt that she was going to faint in the tree from crying.
Si Haochen is probably going to be in a coma soon, what should he do?
The men in black came to Si Haochen and knelt down in unison: "I'm late, please punish me, master."
It turns out he's not an assassin. Mingruo patted his chest. This day was really full of ups and downs. It seems that if you want to survive in this unknown time and space, you must have a strong heart.
Unable to hear clearly what Si Haochen said, a man in black flew over and 'lifted' Mingruo in front of him.
Mingruo couldn't help but complain that Qinggong and other things were too scary. Just now, Si Haochen took her to fly up a tree more than ten meters away, and she felt dizzy. But now she couldn't care less about herself and quickly checked Si Haochen's pulse.
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Ming Ruo was slightly startled after taking Si Haochen's pulse - he was already unconscious, but he was standing here with his sword and pestle supported, his eyes slightly closed, as if he was lost in thought.
How proud this man is to be able to faint without falling down. Well, I respect you for being a man.
Mingruo quickly took out the silver needle stuck in Si Haochen's chest and stuffed medicine into his mouth.
"Can the master move now?" One of the men in black asked. Doctor Xue had previously told him that the master should not move at will when he is sick.
"Wait a moment, let the medicine take effect first." Mingruo pretended to check his pulse, activated the medical system and performed a full-body examination on Si Haochen. His condition was much better than Mingruo expected, "In a quarter of an hour, he can be moved.
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Mingruo asked the secret guards to get a simple stretcher to carry Si Haochen flatly. The group walked for a long time before walking out of the forest.
As the sun set, a gray carriage stopped at the edge of the trail, looking a little forlorn.
The leader of the secret guard stepped forward and whispered a few words to the coachman, and the two of them worked together to put Si Haochen into the carriage. Then the coachman placed a footstool and bowed to the side: "Princess, please get in the carriage."
Mingruo was stunned for a moment before she realized that the 'princess' was referring to herself. She picked up the skirt with rubies hanging on it and got on the carriage.
After entering the carriage, Mingruo discovered that this ordinary-looking carriage had a hidden secret inside.
The carriage was covered with snow-white fur, and fist-sized luminous pearls hung from the four corners. Probably to avoid disturbing Si Haochen's rest, each luminous pearl was covered with a layer of gauze, making the light much softer.
Si Haochen was lying on the side of the carriage, with an oily and cool white jade pillow under his head, and an apricot-yellow brocade quilt covering his body. Styrax incense was burning in the incense burner in the corner.
Looking at the palpitatingly white fur, Mingruo silently took off her shoes and sat next to Si Haochen. The carriage rattled along but was not bumpy.
Mingruo took Si Haochen's pulse again and determined that he would not wake up in a short time. He took medicine from the medical system and put a diaphragm on Si Haochen.
As the most outstanding surgeon, it is not uncommon for major surgeries to take more than ten hours. Mingruo's physical strength is actually very good, but the body of the original owner, a princess, did not suffer any hardship. Mingruo was leaning on the carriage and taking a nap.
Si Haochen opened his eyes, and what he saw was Mingruo sitting a foot away from him, his eyes slightly closed, and his little head moving little by little.
There is a strange-looking bottle hanging above the head, with a slender tube connected to the bottom of the bottle.
Si Haochen's eyes moved down the tube. The transparent liquid in the bottle should have flowed into his body along the tube. He instinctively wanted to pull out the tube from the back of his hand, but his body really couldn't.
After much effort and effort, I finally... let myself fall into a deep sleep again.
The carriage jolted and Mingruo's head hit the wall of the carriage.
"Hmm." Mingruo rubbed his hurt head and saw that the drops were almost finished. He quickly pulled out the needle for Si Haochen, stood up and collected the infusion bottle. When he stood up, he found that his foot seemed to have stepped on the tip of a knife.
General pain.
Mingruo gritted his teeth and put away the used infusion equipment, then sat down and checked his feet.
The feet of this 'princess' had probably never walked so much before, and there were blood blisters on the toes and soles of the feet. Two of the blood blisters had burst and were bleeding.
Even though Mingruo was a surgeon, the tragic injuries on her body still made her take a breath of air.
Although she was not a princess in her previous life, she was the eldest daughter of a family of mysterious doctors. Even if she was on a mission, she was usually at the rear treating the wounded. How could she have ever suffered such a crime?
She took out the necessary equipment and medicine from the medical system, disinfected it, removed the dirt and blood from the blood bubbles, then cleaned the wound and applied medicine and bandage.
After taking care of both feet, he was already covered in cold sweat, with a pale face. He exhaled a breath of turbid air and leaned against the car again to rest his mind.
She also wanted to lie down and have a good sleep like Si Haochen, but she was afraid that she would not be able to find out in time what happened to Si Haochen's condition after she fell asleep.
Of course, she could also put her hand on Si Haochen's wrist and turn on the medical system to monitor his condition. But Si Haochen was obviously taking a cold and aloof approach. If he thought she was being 'frivolous' with him, she had a hundred
I can't even speak clearly when I open my mouth.
The carriage drove leisurely all night. When the faint morning light penetrated into the carriage, Mingruo heard a noise outside.
Mingruo sat up straight, opened a gap in the curtain covering the window lattice and looked outside. There were people lining up in a loose line outside, as if they were waiting for something. Almost all of them were wearing coarse linen clothes and carrying baskets or backpacks.
Put some fruits and vegetables.
The carriage did not stop, and the driver only shouted: "Prince Yun is on an errand."
"Go, go, move to the side, don't block the noble's way..." Soon I heard the creaking sound of the door opening, and a soldier guarding the city said in a flattering manner, "Sir, please."
