Aunt Xi consoled her: "The Eighth Prince will be fine, don't think too much, just go to sleep."
Yuan Qingling had no choice but to lie down again, otherwise grandma would keep nagging her.
Her thoughts were confused, and after thinking for a long time, she slowly fell asleep.
However, probably not long after she fell asleep, she heard Aunt Xi calling her, "Princess, get up quickly, someone is coming from the palace."
Yuan Qingling opened her eyes in a daze, and when she heard that someone was coming from the palace, she was so frightened that she immediately sat up and grabbed her mother's hand, "Is it the eighth prince..."
Aunt Xi covered her mouth and said softly: "Shh, don't talk nonsense. It's Eunuch Mu Ru who is here, saying that the emperor has sent you to enter the palace immediately."
Yuan Qingling's face changed slightly, "The Eighth Prince must be in bad condition." She stood up, and Grandma Xi and Lu Ya came in to take care of the clothes. They simply combed their hair into a bun. The weather was relatively cold, so Grandma Xi walked out of the cabinet.
He took out a cloak and wrapped it around Yuan Qingling before walking out.
Eunuch Mu Ru was waiting anxiously outside. Seeing Yuan Qing come out, he immediately said: "Princess, the emperor ordered you to enter the palace immediately."
Yuan Qingling asked: "Is the eighth prince in bad condition?"
Eunuch Mu Ru nodded solemnly, "Yes."
Yuan Qingling did not waste any time and said: "Let's go." s11();
She had spent last night and had no medicine. In addition to miscarriage pills, the medicine box contained some medicines for colds or minor injuries, and a few antibiotics. However, these had almost no effect on seriously injured people.
The sky was not bright yet, the whole sky was a deep blue mist, the horizon was white with fish belly, and the silence in the entire capital was a bit scary.
Aunt Xi accompanied her and said softly: "Princess, if you don't have confidence, you will never be able to do anything."
Don’t take any action to treat her. If anything happens, the queen will put all the responsibilities on you."
Yuan Qingling nodded numbly, "I know."
She was a little confused.
The reason why I'm confused is because I can't understand everything behind it.
She actually felt that this matter was directed at Lao Wu.
After entering the palace, Eunuch Mu Ru took her and Aunt Xi to the Qinghua Hall, which was next to the queen's bedroom and was called Qinghua Hall independently. It was for the eighth prince to live.
Following Eunuch Mu Ru in, he saw that Emperor Ming Yuan and the Queen were there, as well as the noble concubine, the virtuous concubine and the virtuous concubine.
King Qi and Chu Mingcui were also there, but they sat separately.
Yuan Qing came over to greet her, and Emperor Ming Yuan held her in his arms and said in a deep voice: "No need to be more polite, you go in, Lao Ba."
Yuan Qingling nodded, "Yes!"
"Princess Chu!" the queen stopped her.
Yuan Qingling turned around and said, "Yes, empress."
"You have a way to save him, don't you?" The queen stared at her, a gleam of light emerged from her eyes, almost paranoid.
Yuan Qingling said softly: "You have to go through everything to find out."
The queen suddenly stood up and said, "Back then, King Chu was already dead, but you still saved him. If you can't save Lao Ba today, you will die without saving him."
Before entering, the accusation was suppressed. Yuan Qing said: "Your Majesty, I don't know the situation of the Eighth Prince now. Can you wait until I get there?"
Emperor Ming Yuan also said calmly: "Queen, please be patient and let her in."
King Qi stood up and said, "I will accompany Fifth Sister-in-law in."
The bedroom hall and the outer hall are separated by a wall. The Qinghua Hall is divided from the queen's bedroom, so it is not big.
Guarding the emperor inside
Doctor, there is a lifeless young man lying on the bed. He looks very similar to King Qi. His eyelashes are very long. He is lying there without any life at all.
Listen
There was a basin on the ground, and the water in the basin was dyed red. With the sound of footsteps, the water swayed, as if the blood tide was constantly surging.
The young man had a pure face. If it weren't for his pale face and weak breathing, it would almost look like he had just fallen asleep.
There was a bright red stain next to the corner of his mouth, which must have been from vomiting blood.
Doctor Cao said softly: "Princess, the Eighth Prince's heart was first shattered and then stabbed in the heart with a sword. Although he took the Purple Gold Pill, his condition is already very bad and his breathing is getting slower and slower."
Several imperial doctors were waiting here helplessly. It was obvious that they had given up. The emperor and the empress were outside to avoid dying. They were sending the white-haired man to the black-haired man.
Yuan Qingling nodded silently and walked over.
When we were on the carriage, we secretly took out the medicine box and put it on the ground. When we came down, we took the medicine box with us.
Now, she opened the medicine box and found that the medicines had been updated a bit, but not many, including coagulants and cardiotonic drugs.
She took out her stethoscope and listened to her heartbeat. She found that there was internal bleeding and internal injuries, resulting in a hemothorax. After she drained the chest, the Eighth Prince's breathing became slightly slower.
The queen was almost going crazy. A man walked in slowly, lowered his head and whispered: "Fifth sister-in-law, where am I?"
Yu Wenhao said softly: "If you feel uncomfortable, you must rest." s11();
"Where is Lao Wu?" Emperor Ming Yuan asked.
King Ji and King Sun were both sent over. After the test, Yuan Qingling still shook his head.
She went out and asked Emperor Ming Yuan for a blood transfusion.
"I know." Yuan Qingling replied softly.
Yuan Qingling wanted to say no, Yu Wenhao is type A, and the eighth prince is type B, but if she hadn't checked, the queen would definitely say so about her.
Yuan Qing looked at him, slightly startled. He called her Fifth Sister-in-law, but she had never seen him before.
Since it was not the first time, King Qi also
But she didn't know whether the blood transfusion could stabilize the situation, because she had no way of knowing whether the bleeding had stopped.
The ninth prince, Yu Wentian, must be sixteen or seventeen years old this year. His biological mother is Luo Guifei, who was deeply loved by the emperor.
He didn't want Yuan Qingling to come.
Yuan Qingling subconsciously said to Yu Wenhao, "Ninth brother, come here."
Yuan Qingling couldn't explain it to her, so she only said: "Mother, it's not that I'm making things difficult, it's that if the blood types don't match, the transfusion will harm the eighth brother's life."
Yu Wenhao was summoned hurriedly, and when Yuan Qingling was here, he was startled for a moment, with complicated expressions in his eyes.
Chong, who once attempted to murder the queen and was executed, gave birth to a son and a daughter who were unable to make a living because of her sins.
Yuan Qingling suddenly remembered.
Mu Rugong said impartially: "The prince is still in the palace asking questions, so I went to invite him."
Yuan Qingling took out the blood type test strips, but Prince Qi's did not match. The Fourth Prince Yu Wenwei who was present also provided a test, and it was still inconsistent.
The Queen hates Luo Guibin, the Ninth Prince, and the Seventeenth Princess. Everyone knows this, even the Emperor knows it.
When the test paper was raised, Yuan Qingling still shook his head, "Inappropriate."
The queen became impatient, "Why do you always shake your head? Are you trying to make things difficult? They are brothers, why are they at odds? If their blood drips together, they will blend."
All understand.
The Queen looked at him coldly, "Why are you here to join in the fun? Get out!"
However, the condition is still very bad. In addition to external injuries, he also has internal injuries and bleeding, so the biggest problem in the current situation is that he has lost too much blood and needs an immediate blood transfusion.
Yuan Qingling pricked his finger to press the blood and dropped it on the test paper.