Her movements continued.
On the other side, Nangong Ling's blood continued to pour into His Majesty's body.
Nangong Ling's face became paler, but he kept gritting his teeth.
Feng Xingying said: "If you can't hold on, I will knock you out, but the blood transfusion cannot be stopped. This is your own choice. Even if you die, don't blame me."
He nodded.
What is life to him
His eyes were in a trance, and he could no longer hold on. In a daze, he seemed to see his father's kind face.
A face that belongs to a father, not a king.
"Father~" Nangong Ling completely fainted.
Feng Xingying's movements came to an abrupt halt.
Everything is calm again.
Only Feng Xingying's fingers, like a butterfly threading through flowers, threaded needles and threads, and mended the wounds in their own way because of the miracle.
It is not easy to perform any surgery when there is a lack of various instruments.
Fortunately, Feng Xingying has awakened the ice attribute and can freeze wounds at any time to prevent various bleeding situations.
General Nangong Zhuo and General Du Heng's hearts were in their throats. They wanted to ask a question, but they did not dare to speak.
She was afraid of offending Feng Xingying, a female evil spirit who was known for her bad temper.
What if she becomes unhappy and gives up treating His Majesty
This blood exchange is halfway through, isn't it a trick to kill someone
Du Heng knew that he had a bad temper, so he simply covered his mouth, for fear of uttering a syllable or saying the wrong sentence.
It is true that a country cannot live without a king for a day, but what the Dali Kingdom cannot live without is the current majesty, not a spineless traitor like the prince.
As long as His Majesty lives, no matter how bad-tempered or mischievous this little miracle doctor is, they have to endure it.
But the good thing is.
Feng Xingying stopped moving first, found a basin of warm water, and used acacia leaves to clean the blood stains and dirt on his hands bit by bit.
"Okay, he will wake up in half an hour, and other things have nothing to do with me. I will take a nap first to recuperate. Yunxiang, go borrow the imperial kitchen and make a few bowls of soup for them both." Feng Xingying said, casually After throwing a booklet to Yunxiang, he disappeared.
Yunxiang was inexplicably excited. The lady had a new recipe. Although the ingredients were weird things like spirit animal blood, spirit animal brains, spirit animal marrow, etc., Yunxiang was confident that she could make it delicious.
Because the recipe given by the lady was correct.
As for the chaotic palace, what does it have to do with them? They were just passing by to buy soy sauce and borrow a room from the royal kitchen.
After Feng Xingying stayed in the space for two hours, he came out.
The palace was still in chaos.
Waiting for her was Nangong Zhuo and the beloved concubine. This woman is obviously very popular with His Majesty.
"Can I leave?" Feng Xingying asked immediately.
"Of course, I will send someone to escort the girl out of the palace right away." The beloved concubine looked charming and friendly, making people feel like spring breeze.
Feng Xingying didn't want to communicate with the people in the palace: "No need, I will go back by myself."
"His Royal Highness, King Leng, has actually been very worried about the girl. He has done a lot of things for you silently. General Du came to rescue you this time because he received the notice from His Highness, King Leng." The beloved concubine suddenly reminded her.
"Who do you belong to?" Feng Xingying narrowed her eyes. She had long noticed that in addition to being brave, this beloved concubine was also a great spiritual master.
A dignified spiritual master, instead of practicing hard, went to the palace to serve an old man and play palace battles with a group of trivial women
Her good years in her twenties and her beautiful face were in vain.