The Prince Regent’s Violent Medical Consort Chapter 817: The lively Qingzhou

This King of Nanhuai really hit the wall with the heart of death. The injury was so serious that Wu Yanzu shook his head and said, "It's too serious, it's too serious."

Where can Qin Zhou let him die? In a hurry, let someone go back and carry Zi An over.

Zi An heard that King Nanhuai was in danger, and was very anxious. When he came to the prison, he saw blood on the wall and a pool of blood on the ground. King Nanhuai was dying.

She didn't care too much, and immediately sealed several acupuncture points for him, and then asked Wu Yanzu to bandage the wound.

Wu Yanzu said while bandaging: "Princess is really a bold and talented person. These acupoints are sealed, and the blood is stopped. However, if it is an ordinary person, I am afraid that I will lose my life."

Because one of the acupuncture points she sealed is next to a dead acupuncture point, it is also dangerous to seal it. If someone who knows martial arts, his own internal strength will slowly break through, which is not a problem, but if it is an ordinary person, I am afraid that it will not be saved.

Zi An didn't even bother to explain to him, so he just continued to use needles for King Nanhuai.

The flying needles she saw on Wen Yi's handbook were useless for a long time, but now they have to be used on King Nan Huai.

It's just that she was injured, and she used the flying needle to pay attention to both speed and wrist strength. After this flying needle, she was already sweating profusely, and her body was shaky.

Qin Zhou hurriedly supported her, and was really furious in her heart. If it weren't for the same fate, she would have chopped King Nanhuai into meat sauce long ago.

"The fate is saved." Although Zi An was tired, she was relieved, not because she saved King Nan Huai, but because she did an experiment on King Nan Huai, and she completed the flying needle.

In this way, take a rest, you can use it on the old seven.

She took a breath, raised her head and said to Wu Yanzu, "Doctor Wu, please take a look, and let me know if anything happens."

Wu Yanzu's eyes widened, and the whole person was shocked.

"Dr. Wu..."

Wu Yanzu came back to his senses and looked at Zi An with complicated eyes, "Okay, I see, Princess."

"Why are you in a daze?" Qin Zhou said displeasedly.

Doctor Wu shook his head, "I admire the princess very much."

Admiration is a matter of face.

Old Wu's mood is very complicated. She looks good and is a princess. She is already a big winner in life. She even knows such a profound technique of acupuncture.

God is very unfair.

And most importantly, does he still have his bounty?

When Qin Zhou helped Zi An to leave, he heard Doctor Wu asking A Jing, "Well, you said before, when will the bounty be paid?"

Qin Zhou glanced back, this Wu Yanzu didn't use the honorific title of you to anyone, only used the word "you" to Ajing, as expected, he was rich and uncle.

"Yes, there must be a bounty." Ah Jing said vaguely.

Zi An returned to the room and rested for a while before giving Murong Jie another injection.

Qin Zhou felt that she was too tired and asked her to rest for a while, but Zian was unwilling and insisted on giving Murong Jie an injection.

After the acupuncture, Murong Jie's condition improved a lot, his pulse was no longer weak, and his breathing gradually became smoother.

The maid of the Queen's Office boiled the medicine for Murong Jie, and Qin Zhou helped to pour it down.

Murong Jie's will to survive is very strong. Even in a coma, he didn't resist the injection of medicine too much. Therefore, he didn't spill much of the medicine in a bowl, and poured most of it into it.

Wu Yanzu boiled anti-abortion pills for Zian. He knew very well that he basically had nothing to do with the wounds. He could only help from the side and do things that seemed to be of great benefit but were actually useless, because, The anti-abortion drug Zian will also be prescribed.

But after seeing the prescription he prescribed, Zi An was very disappointed, praised him and drank all the medicine he boiled.

After applying needles every day, finally, on the third day of the afternoon, Murong Jie woke up.

It has been nine days since he fell into a coma.

He was extremely thin. These days, he only relied on ginseng, soup, rice soup and medicine to protect his life. Therefore, although he woke up, he was very weak, and he couldn't even speak.

Seeing Zi'an sitting in front of the bed, he smiled, and his eyes that were very large because of his thinness were full of brilliance.

Zi'an burst into tears, took his hand, leaned over slightly, and kissed his cheek, "Welcome back."

Murong Jie smiled, his eyes glittering with laughter, his slender eyeliner pointed out a trace of pity and guilt.

Looking at each other for a moment, his eyes slowly shifted to her lower abdomen, Zi An smiled tenderly, took his hand and placed it on her lower abdomen, and said softly: "I am fine, so is the child."

The waves in his eyes became more and more gleaming, his lips trembled slightly, and his hands trembled slightly.

Zi An said in a hoarse voice, "Don't rush to speak, take care of yourself first."

As Wu Yanzu said, his injury was very serious. According to common sense, if he hurt his heart like this, he died.

Even if you don't die, you're still venting your anger and hurting your foundation, and you'll have to recuperate for a while.

After three or four days like this, although Murong Jie couldn't walk on the ground, he was able to speak and turn around a little.

This evening, Qingzhou Mansion suddenly became lively.

Old Prince An Ran came, accompanied by Ling Li, who had just recovered from his injury, and Rou Yao and Zhuang Zhuang, who had been caring about Zi An and Murong Jie.

As for Su Qing and Xiao Tuo, it is inconvenient to come because they work in Beijing.

They came because Qin Zhou had previously ordered someone to go to Hanshan to invite Old Prince Anran. As for General Yang, I'm afraid he just arrived in the capital.

"Old lord, you are really slow." Qin Zhou said with a smile.

Old Prince An Ran sneered, "It's okay if the old man doesn't come, there are magic doctors everywhere in Qingzhou Mansion."

When A Jing went out to greet him, he first talked about Wu Yanzu. Wu Yanzu rescued Zi'an, and Zi'an rescued Murong Jie and Nanhuai King. The old prince knew it.

The three women went straight to Zian without being polite.

Lingli shed a few tears when she saw that Zi'an was safe and sound, always indifferent, "I thought I killed you, it's great that you didn't die."

Zi An has always been worried about Lingli, but now that she is standing in front of her alive, she is relieved and said with a smile, "I thought you were dead too, it's great that you didn't die."

Zhuangzhuang said angrily: "Okay, it's not dead, let's stop."

She looked at Zian first before sitting in front of Murong Jie's bed and said distressedly, "I lost a whole lot of weight, I'm suffering."

Murong Jie said with a smile, "I've made my aunt worry."

Zhuang Zhuang said: "Where can I stop worrying? I'm almost scared to death."

She stroked her chest, "Fortunately, Qin Zhou is sensible, so he will call someone to report it immediately, otherwise how many days will he be tortured?"

The doctor Rouyao also joked: "It looks good, I and the old prince are here for nothing."

A-Jing didn't agree with this. He looked at Rouyao madly, "It's not in vain, there are a lot of delicious food in Qingzhou Mansion, I'll take you to eat later."

Rouyao glanced at him, and a blush appeared on her face, "Just eat."

Ajing scratched his head, "It's not about eating, it's just that there are good things, so I have to let you know."

Zi An heard this and knew that A Jing was already deeply rooted in love. Only when you love someone deeply can you think of giving them delicious food, good looks, and fun.

Seeing Rouyao's face blushing, Zi'an and Zhuangzhuang looked at each other. It seems that Rouyao has also found her happiness.

That's great. Rouyao is a member of their small group. If she is not happy, they will be embarrassed to be happy, and always feel that there is something missing.