Chapter 1494 Phoenix Clan Chapter: She Can't Be a Fool
Fengjiang walked around several places and finally saw the fallen tree.
Regardless of everything, he turned over the red-hot wood with his bare hands and came to her side.
"Qiao Mu." He squatted down and picked her up, "How are you? Qiao Mu, wake up."
Qiao Mu, who was very drunk, had inhaled a lot of thick smoke. The key was that her arm was injured and black blood was flowing out.
"Jiuer, Jiuer, Qiaomu is poisoned, Jiuer." Fengjiang picked up Qiaomu, as anxious as a wolf in the fire.
"Jiu'er, Qiao Mu is injured and poisoned."
Her face was so pale, there was no blood at all, and even her breath was barely noticeable.
Fengjiang looked at Qiao Mu's face and felt that his heart hurt so much that he couldn't breathe.
There was fire all around, dyeing Fengjiang's eyes red.
He hugged the tree, ignored all the approaching flames, and strode out.
On the other side, Feng Jiu'er had just helped Yang Sheng, the son of Butler Yang, when she heard Feng Jiang's voice.
She vaguely watched Feng Jiang carrying Qiao Mu out, supporting Yang Sheng who had passed out, and also went to the front hall.
There was a loud "boom" and the whole house collapsed.
If Little Cherry hadn't stepped back in time, she would have been trapped in the fire.
"Doctor Long, Doctor Long, where are you?" After retreating to a quieter place, Little Cherry looked at the fallen wing and shouted.
Her small face was so smoked that it was almost impossible to see its original appearance, only her red eyes were shining with tears.
When Little Cherry wanted to get closer again, she saw something flying out of the wing on the other side out of the corner of her eye. Immediately afterwards, even the house over there collapsed.
Feng Jiang and Feng Jiu'er placed Qiao Mu between them, while Feng Jiang's other arm held Yang Sheng.
With a "pop" sound, the four of them fell to the floor of the yard at the same time.
When everyone saw this, they ran over one after another.
The huge impact made Yang Sheng wake up.
He opened his eyes, looked at the person next to him, and shouted: "Master, please save Qiao quickly, he saved me."
"The sword is poisonous, sir, please save Qiao quickly."
Feng Jiang could no longer take care of so much. He looked back, picked up Qiao Mu, and strode out.
The entire west wing has collapsed, and those who haven't come out yet can't catch up.
Everyone doesn't think the master is ruthless. At least he rescued Yang Sheng and it was the man named Qiao.
It’s not that I don’t want to save the ladies, but I’m afraid I won’t be able to do anything.
Feng Jiang hugged Qiao Mu and left. Feng Jiu'er and Xiao Yingtao followed without saying a word.
The people who stayed behind were still putting out the fire, but did the people inside really have a chance to survive?
In the east wing, in the room of Qiao Mu.
Qiao Mu lay on the bed and didn't react at all.
Next to her, a tall figure sat.
Fengjiang kept holding Qiao Mu's hand and wouldn't let go.
The silver needle in Feng Jiuer's hand kept trying several acupuncture points on Qiao Mu's body.
Little Cherry came in with a medicine box hanging on her, and a basin of water at another.
Yang Sheng walked in behind Little Cherry.
"Sir, how is Mr. Qiao doing?"
Before Yang Sheng could get closer, Little Cherry stretched out his arms to block his way.
"What are you doing? The injured are our people, please leave!" Little Cherry stared at Yang Sheng and said in a deep voice.
Now she had no time to deal with these people. Qiao Mu never woke up, Jiu'er didn't speak, and Little Cherry was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.
"I don't mean any harm." Yang Sheng met Little Cherry's eyes, "Mr. Qiao saved me, I want to know his situation."
"He's in a bad condition!" Little Cherry still stretched out her arms to block him.
"Captain Yang, this is a critical moment. If you really think about Qiao, please get out."
"Please go out and guard, and don't let anyone else enter except our Longying people who deliver medicine, okay?"
Little Cherry looked at Yang Sheng with a pleading look.
Yang Sheng met her gaze, nodded and said, "Okay, I'll be guarding outside. If you need anything, just give me your orders."
He dropped a word, turned around and left, not daring to disturb him any further.
Jianyi received the letter from the communication bird, brought enough medicine, and rushed over.
It took two hours for Qiao Mu's condition to become more stable. Feng Jiuer did not dare to stop at all and continued to give her acupuncture to remove the poison.
Feng Jiuer's acupuncture technique and Feng Jiang's Qi successfully drove away the toxins from Qiao Mu's body for the third time.
Qiao Mu kept vomiting black blood, and Little Cherry held her head to prevent her vomiting from blocking her respiratory tract.
It wasn't until Qiao Mu stopped vomiting blood that Xiaoying carefully put her head back on the bed.
She raised her eyes to look at Feng Jiu'er, her eyes that were dry from crying were filled with tears again.
"Jiu'er, how is she? She won't die, she won't die, right?"
Feng Jiuer put away the silver needle and placed her long finger on the vein gate of Qiao Mu's wrist.
Fengjiang and Little Cherry looked at her for a moment until her eyes blinked.
"How?" Fengjiang asked hoarsely.
"My life has been saved for the time being, but the specific situation cannot be determined until she wakes up." Feng Jiuer put Qiao Mu's hand back under the blanket.
When Little Cherry heard Feng Jiuer's words, she choked up unconsciously.
For more than two hours, she thought many times that Qiao Mu would never come back.
They are working hard, and she is working hard, right?
Fortunately, she didn't leave. Jiu'er said that if she could stay, she would definitely not leave.
"Her body is extremely weak now, and the remaining toxins are still causing great damage to her. I must research the antidote as soon as possible."
Feng Jiuer stood up and placed the blood samples collected from Qiao Mu in the medicine box.
"I'm going to the next room to do research, and I'll leave her under your care for the time being."
"Little Cherry, the brewed medicine must be strictly controlled. If she can't swallow it, you can teach Mr. Bao how to do it."
"Okay, okay." Little Cherry wiped the corners of her eyes and stood up hurriedly.
"Jiu'er, you don't look well. Do you want to go and take a rest first?" Jian Yi reminded softly.
"Time is running out, and I'm worried that this poison will corrode her brain." Feng Jiuer's voice was hoarse and indifferent.
"She cannot be a fool, I will never allow it!"
Feng Jiuer looked back at Feng Jiang and continued: "If you really believe in Lei Shenbao, let him come in and take a look."
"If he knew what kind of poison Qiao was poisoned with, it would be easier for me to operate."
"Okay." Feng Jiang nodded, his eyes never moving away from Qiao Mu.
The fire in the west wing of Bao Mansion burned for half the night.
The next day, the house was covered with white wreaths, white cloth strips, and white lanterns.
In Bao Mansion, seven people died in one night, including three ladies, two maids, and two guards.
The housekeeper started busy early in the morning, and the entire Bao Mansion was shrouded in deep sadness.
Many people came to offer condolences, but they were confined to the front hall, and not even Bao Lei could be seen.
Such a serious incident suddenly occurred in the family. Bao Lei suddenly lost three wives. Most people can understand his mood.
