Chapter 1632 Your Highness, the hair on Your Highness's body is yellow
Chapter 1632 Your Highness, is the shaved hair on Your Highness’s body yellow? (Fingers still hurt, third update)
Cheng Chubi raised two fingers, pointed at his own eyes, and then nodded to the two people in front of him with a cold expression.
Seeing Cheng Sanlang looking like he wanted to poke his nose with his finger, Cui Luoyang suddenly became unhappy and said with a gloomy face.
"Cheng Sanlang, please don't be so aggressive. Cui is the official in charge of Luoyang. Everything that happened here..."
Before he finished speaking, Cheng Sanlang interrupted in time. "You will bear the consequences of all emergencies, right?"
Cui Luoyang took in a breath with toothache and shook his head rapidly. "Of course not, can you listen to what Cui has to say?"
"Haha...why should I listen to what you have to say? Do you want to make a long speech and kill His Highness King Wu who still doesn't know whether he is alive or dead?"
"You, can you please stop being so messy?"
Cui Luoyang's face was almost purple with anger, and his lips were trembling. Cheng Sanlang, who was talking nonsense, simply didn't know what to say.
Zheng Tuo on the side took a step forward, pointed at the three grey-haired doctors behind him and said.
"Cheng Sanlang, how is His Highness? Please let me go and visit him."
"These are the most famous doctors in Luoyang. They may be able to find a way."
Cheng Chubi snorted coldly, glanced at the three doctors, and tilted his head. "Okay, Li De, come here and search me."
"Cheng Sanlang, what do you want to do? They are doctors."
Cheng Chubi turned his head and looked at Cui Luoyang. Even though he did not have an official status now, his aura was far more powerful than the chief official of the capital.
"What's wrong with the doctors? What if they are also the assassin's accomplices and go to His Highness with a sharp weapon to stab him? Are you responsible?"
"You...okay, Cui is in charge."
"There is no proof for what you say. Come here, prepare a pen and ink for Cui Luoyang and ask him to vouch for those three doctors. If there are assassins among those three doctors, then so does Cui."
Hearing such a presumption of guilt, the guard, who was fat and strong and full of murderous intent, brought pens, inks, paper and inkstones, then casually picked up a few bricks and placed a round shield on the case.
Cui Luoyang was so angry that his nose was almost crooked...
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Lying quietly inside the carriage, Li Ke, covered in blood, stared blankly at the structure of the carriage.
He really wanted to jump out of the carriage and tell Brother Chu Bi, can you please stop talking nonsense there and let you take care of the serious things?
It's not easy for me to pretend to be seriously injured and dying here. The main reason is that I'm so hungry that I'm almost drooling. Can we finish quickly so that we can get something to eat to fill our stomach?
Thinking of this, although Li Ke did not dare to move his body, he still raised his finger and pointed at Deng Chengxin, who was squatting in front of the carriage and listening to his son's nonsense.
Deng Chengxin quickly got into the carriage, and after hearing Li Ke's whispered instructions, he nodded understandingly.
A miserable cry rang out. "Young Master, Young Master, Your Highness, Your Highness is bleeding again..."
"Is the quantity large?" Cheng Chubi answered subconsciously, and then he realized that it had nothing to do with the quantity. This was probably because Li Ke was impatient.
He quickly abandoned the extremely frustrated Cui Luoyang and the frightened Zheng Tuo, and strode towards the direction of the carriage.
"Quickly, quickly, change me into a surgical gown and stop the bleeding for His Highness..."
Cui Luoyang, Zheng Tuo, and the doctors wanted to take a step forward, but Li De raised his hand to stop them and said with a selfless expression.
"My Highness told me when he was still awake that everything would be subject to Cheng Sanlang's orders. Without his orders, please don't take any step closer to His Highness."
"This, this is simply unreasonable!"
Cui Luoyang and Zheng Tuo looked extremely angry, but they saw the guards of Prince Wu's Palace beside Li De with their swords unsheathed.
They could only take a few steps back angrily and began to discuss countermeasures, hoping to solve the problem.
I had just been beaten so hard by that vulgar warrior Cheng Sanlang with a gun and a stick that I rolled my eyes, but I was helpless to do anything about this guy.
Even if Cheng Sanlang is not an official now, his status as the third son of Duke Lu and the Supreme Emperor's palace is enough to make the two of them turn against each other.
Zheng Tuo wiped the cold sweat from his face, rubbed his hands anxiously, and thought hard.
"What should I do? If there is something wrong with His Highness King Wu, I am afraid that Cheng Sanlang, who clearly dislikes you and me, will most likely pass the blame on you."
Cui Luoyang was also wiping sweat, feeling anxious and angry.
"Even if His Highness is lucky enough to survive, the guilt of the two of us will not be lightened..."
Just as the two of them were muttering, they saw a figure in white clothes, a white hat and a white mask. He walked not far away carrying a basin of water, and then poured it.
The sight of the basin of bright red blood made Cui Luoyang and Zheng Tuo's eyelids twitch, and the three old doctors were also frightened by the sight.
At this moment, the screaming voice was suddenly heard again.
"Your Highness, His Highness's heartbeat is gone..."
With a pop, Cui Luoyang and Zheng Tuo's legs went weak and they fell to their knees directly on the ground. Their mouths were trembling and their eye sockets were beginning to turn red.
At this time, I heard Cheng Sanlang yelling in an extremely angry voice.
"Hurry and send someone, I will perform heart compressions on His Highness. Cheng Fa, please give His Highness artificial respiration quickly..."
"Your Highness! Just hold on, don't forget, you are still young and you still have great years ahead of you. Wake up..."
Cheng Chubi's hurried and urgent voice echoed outside Zhengjiazhuang. Cui Luoyang and Zheng Tuo, who were already kneeling on the ground, stretched their necks hard.
It's a pity that they can't see anything, but at this moment, they all silently wish Cheng Sanlang can save Wu King Li Ke.
Li Ke, who was lying calmly in the carriage and continuing to pretend to be dead, finally couldn't help but make a small suggestion.
"...Brother Chu Bi, can you stop shouting so loudly..."
Cheng Chubi's eyes instantly bulged, he glared at Li Ke fiercely, and then continued to operate, well...
He shook the carriage carriage vigorously, making those outside who could only see the carriage think that Cheng Sanlang was indeed doing some first aid work.
In the end, Cheng Sanlang succeeded in restoring His Highness King Wu's heartbeat, and His Highness King Wu finally groaned.
Cui Luoyang and Zheng Tuo were a little sad, and at the same time a little embarrassed, they quickly stood up and took pictures of the dust on their bodies.
At this time, the masked man in white appeared again, and another basin of frightening blood was poured over, almost splashing Cui Luoyang and Zheng Tuo.
The two of them looked at the ground soaked with blood, their eyelids twitching wildly.
An old doctor walked to the place where the blood had just been poured. He suppressed the smell of blood and looked at the wet ground.
"Why is there so much blood?"
Cheng Chubi wiped the sweat from his forehead, took off his mask again and walked over.
"Because His Highness lost a lot of blood, Cheng performed an operation on His Highness. He not only had to shave and prepare the skin, but also used salt water to clean the wound. Naturally, there was a lot of blood. Is there any problem?"
"Why do I feel that something is wrong, Your Highness? The hair shaved off Your Highness's body is actually yellow?"
"???"
I have two small blisters on my fingers. They are not that painful, but they are still affecting me after all. I am sending this to you in the middle of the night. I'm sorry. I hope it won't hurt tomorrow.