His mother knelt on the ground and begged Dr. Li. Dr. Li looked at Tang Yang, his retainer for help. Tang Yang said embarrassedly: "Doctor, do you want to try?"
Doctor Li sneered, "Try it? The old man will take over for the dying, and it will damage the old man's reputation."
After hearing this, his mother cried almost fainted, and kept gasping and shouting: "My poor grandson!"
Lu Ya stepped forward to comfort her, helped her mother up and sat aside.
But the retainer Tang Yang said to the doctor: "The child is really in pain, or you can prescribe a medicine to ease his pain, and you will never claim to the outside world that you have been treated."
As Tang Yang said, he stuffed silver into the doctor's sleeve.
Doctor Li said: "It would be okay if the pain is relieved, but it is useless to relieve the pain. I should go or have to go."
"Yes, yes!" Tang Yang also begged Brother Huo to be more comfortable. The child was really pitiful, and he grew up watching him.
Doctor Li was about to go in and write a prescription, but unexpectedly, the door slammed shut and the bolt was still bolted inside.
Lu Ya recognized the cloth she saw when the door was closed, and exclaimed, "It's the princess."
His mother heard that it was the princess who had entered. She was sad and angry. She rushed up like a mad lioness and slammed the door hard, "You open the door, open the door, what do you want?"
Yuan Qingling's voice came from inside. The voice was not loud and there were not many words, just three words, "There is still help."
Doctor Li sneered on the spot, "Everyone has only half a breath left, and there is still a rescue? Where is the fairy god from the palace?"
His mother was limp and looked at Tang Yang desperately, "Master Tang, please, let someone knock the door open. The old slave wants to accompany him, he is scared!"
Tang Yang didn't expect the princess to come over at this juncture. What kind of chaos was it
It seems that she still didn't listen to what the prince said.
That being the case, let him not blame him for reporting to the prince.
He said in a deep voice, "Lv Ya, go and invite the prince, the prince is not there, we are not good to be rude to the princess, let a few people come over and knock the door open."
"Yes!" Lu Ya was also very angry, and immediately ran out.
Tang Yang asked the doctor to prescribe a prescription on the stone in the yard so that people could grab the medicine.
Yuan Qingling heard the movement outside, so she had no choice but to hurry up.
Brother Huo was already groggy, but he kept crying for pain.
Yuan Qingling looked at his wound, pus formed in the corner of his eye, and the entire eye was swollen. It was a bacterial infection.
She opened the medicine box, took out the injection, gave him antibiotics first, then took out the small leaf knife and iodophor, after disinfection, began to drain blood and pus.
Without anesthetics and forced drainage, the child couldn't bear it and screamed in pain.
The grandmother outside heard the grandson screaming, and slammed her head against the door, swearing: "Come at me if you have anything. If you tortured him, even if I die, I won't let you go."
"It's cruel!" Hearing the scream, the doctor couldn't help shaking his head.
Tang Yang was angry and distressed, but he was afraid that his mother would crash him, so he had to step forward and grab her.
Lu Ya soon invited the King of Chu over.
As soon as King Chu entered the entrance of the courtyard, he heard the screams of Brother Huo from inside.
Seeing that the king of Chu was coming, his mother knelt on the ground with a chuckle, and cried: "The prince, the grandson of saving the old slave!"
King Chu's eyes sank, his expression stern: "Come here, hit the door!"
Several guards in the mansion hurriedly stepped forward and hit the door. Several people hit the door together, but after three or four hits, the door was knocked open.
His mother rushed in and saw Yuan Qingling holding a knife in her hand, a piece of blood-stained cotton on the ground, she rushed over and stopped in front of her, "You are killing me, you are killing me. what!"
"Grandma, I hurt, I hurt!" Brother Huo was trembling all over, and he took his grandma's hand with all his strength and cried.
Yuan Qingling had already dealt with it, and wanted to wrap it up, but it seemed too late.
She lifted the medicine box, and she was suddenly enveloped by a shadow. As soon as she raised her head, a slap fell on her face, making her ears buzzing, and her cheeks were so hot and numb for a while before she felt hot pain.