"This king will be fine." Sheng Qi wanted to raise his head and hug Yun Ling, but found that he was a little weak. A kind of sluggish weakness crawled all over his body, and his breathing started to get a little hot.
Yun Ling stretched out his hand to check Sheng Qi's pulse, and immediately clearly felt that his breath was weakening! This is a signal to enter a critical state, he must immediately draw his sword and perform the operation, otherwise he may not be able to hold it!
At this moment, there were rapid footsteps outside the tent, and then the curtain of the big tent was opened. Yun Ling looked over and saw a pale young man wearing a fur with snowflakes on his body. As soon as he paid the bill, he walked quickly to Sheng Qi's side, and the pulse examination was done in one go.
"Tarsus!" The person who came was Mei Ye, and as he entered the account, Mo Ye walked in with the medical box Yun Ling asked for. Hearing Mei Ye's words, the medical box in his hand was almost unsteady!
"All internal strength is dispersed!" Mei Ye's complexion became solemn, and immediately took out a porcelain bottle and poured out a pill.
"Give it to her." Sheng Qi's voice was obviously weak, probably because Meiye was here and he didn't need to support it.
Mei Ye heard the word to hand the pills to Yun Ling, who took over to feed Sheng Qi, and asked: "What can you do?"
"Draw the sword first, but the prince has no internal strength at this moment, and there is no way to restrain the blood overflowing from the heart." Mei Ye had heard of Yun Ling from Changfeng, and knew that her medical skills were acceptable, so she explained directly.
"Will I wait to transmit the internal force?" Ben Mo Ye asked anxiously.
"The prince was hit by the'tarsal bone', and the internal force transmitted into his body would be eroded, so it was useless at all." Mei Ye replied.
At that time, Changfeng and Zhu Ba also walked into the tent, and only then did they know that Sheng Qi's injuries were very serious. This is not to blame for them, because Sheng Qi's demeanor after being injured is not much different from that of being uninjured, not to mention that he has also shown a lot of power before. They thought that Yun Ling just hadn't seen the big scene, so they were so panicked and worried.
"How can this be done!" All of them were anxious, and Mei Ye was obviously thinking of a solution while curling her eyebrows.
"Draw the sword, this king can stand it." Sheng Qi only said.
"If the internal blood does not stop and the injury does not heal, the consequences will be disastrous!" Mei Ye couldn't get it off.
Yun Ling clasped Sheng Qi's palm tightly, and she could clearly feel his breath gradually fading from her nearest to him. He can't afford it, can't wait!
"Draw the sword!" Yun Ling looked up at Sheng Qi's black eyes and said.
Mei Ye's complexion changed slightly when he heard that, he could see that the bloodshot eyes of Sheng Qi's chest were very red, and judging from the latter's physical condition at the moment, this sword could not be slightly hurt! Once the sword is drawn and the blood flow continues, people can't be saved!
"I need your help." After Yun Ling made a decision, she exuded a capable temperament, and she directly explained to Mei Ye.
"Help? Do you do it?" Mo Ye was anxious when he heard the words, isn't this a nonsense? Meiye is a thorny question, is she coming? Isn't this ruining the life of the prince? !
But Yunling ignored Mo Ye. She opened the medical box brought by the latter, quickly turned out some utensils and said: "Chang Feng, help me take it and boil it in boiling water for a while, keep it clean and bring it to me! Two pots of hot water, fast!"
Zhu Ba saw that the things Yun Ling had turned out were large and sharp knives, various kinds of pliers, tweezers, etc. But what were they used for
"Mei Ye stay, you all go out." Yun Ling gave an order to evict the guests without being polite.
"Listen to her." Sheng Qi knew that Yun Ling might have to use a knife on him. Last time, she pried a hole in Sheng Fanhua's head. This time it was not much better. Mo Ye and the others have followed him for a long time, and it would be bad if you can't stand the fright and stop her.
"Lord!" Mo Ye was worried!
"Retreat, if there is something to do with this king, let Ling'er arrange everything!" Sheng Qi ordered so.
"Lord!" Zhu Ba couldn't sit still this time, listening to this little girl's arrangements? What's going on here? Changfeng alone is the most calm, but I also feel that this arrangement does not seem very good.
"You don't listen to the order of the king?" Sheng Qi's voice fell slightly, and the three of them were cold, and they had to bow their heads and said: "Subordinates comply with the order."
But the three people withdrew, Yun Ling held Sheng Qi's palm, she put his hand on her face and took a deep breath: "Sheng Qi, I want to help you perform a thoracotomy. I will do it after drawing the sword. Sew on your injured heart, the operation is extremely risky, even more dangerous than the prosperous craniotomy! I'm not sure—"
"I believe in you." Sheng Qi stroked Yun Ling's small face lightly, his dark eyes softly enveloped her.
"You don't know, this will cause heavy bleeding! And I don't know what blood type you are. I can't arrange a blood transfusion for you. And in the process of filling the heart, if there is a bacterial infection, you will die!" Yun Ling said The voice was quick and slightly choked.
"No, this king will not die." Sheng Qi held Yun Ling's trembling little hand and said, "How can this king die before marrying you?"
"Sheng Qi!" Yun Ling heard that his eyes were red, and something called tears couldn't help overflowing. She is really not sure, this is a thoracotomy! Although she studied surgery and had an internship in the cardiothoracic and pulmonary department, the medical facilities here are really simple!
"Don't cry." Sheng Qi felt the wetness of his palms, and Qingfeng frowned slightly, trying to comfort Yun Ling in his arms. But he was unable to do so, but she seemed to know what he meant, and she took the initiative to lean into his arms: "If you can survive this level, I will tell you why I know the Grey Warlock, this is my secret."
"Ling'er—" Sheng Qi shook Yun Ling's hand. He knew she was stimulating his power to survive. It seemed that she was really unsure.
The Meiye, which was regarded as air on the side, can be regarded as understanding the unusual relationship between Yun Ling and Sheng Qi. Not to mention that this girl can be so close to Sheng Qi, let alone the manner and tone of the latter's words at this moment, it is even more gentle than Mei Ye has ever seen.
Yun Ling took a breath and raised his head to look at Sheng Qi. At this moment, the latter’s vermilion lips were white, and his breathing was getting weaker, his pupils had already been slightly enlarged, but his eyes were still as deep and sharp as the night eagle arrow!
"Miss Ling'er, everything you want is ready, but what else do you need?" The president Feng brought in what Yun Ling asked him to prepare, and asked anxiously. He looked at these things that weren't scary at first, but they might be used to deal with their princes that made people feel cautious, and he understood that this time it was not a joke.
"No need, go out and watch, don't let people come in and disturb me." Yun Ling wiped away his tears, took a few breaths slowly, and looked at Mei Ye: "Please do as I ask for a while, can you?"
"Yes." Mei Ye nodded, he knew that even if he didn't agree, Sheng Qi would give him an order.
Yun Ling nodded and got up to lift the medical box, and then prepared all the operations. Both of them put on sterilized silk cloth and put on autocratic gloves.