"Miss Ling'er, you have saved thousands of people, there is no reason why you can't save the prince!" Mei Ye also knelt down, and he believed Yun Ling's medicine.
Seeing Yun Ling, Mo Ye was still hesitating, and couldn't help saying: "The prince is a man of hard fate. With the luck of the emperor star, he must be able to survive!"
Yun Ling's eyes condensed when he heard the words, thinking of the mark on Sheng Qi's left palm, thinking that he was a dying person, but because of the appearance of this word, wouldn't it be fatal to hold on till now
"Okay, I'll fight." Yun Ling inhaled and reached out to take the syringe that had been prepared a long time ago. This is the penicillin, and Sheng Qi has two results with this shot. One is the rapid improvement of the injury, the other is the direct death.
"Yeah." The three of them answered calmly, and Mei Ye expertly stepped forward to help disinfect Sheng Qi's veins.
Yun Ling looked at Sheng Qi's hand, and under the gaze of Mei Ye, Mo Ye and Chang Feng, he did not dare to start.
"Miss Yun, if you hesitate any more, you probably don't need to hesitate. The prince is dead, and you can arrange the funeral directly." Seeing Yun Ling's delay in starting, Yu Yu doctor Liu couldn't help but remark.
And Liu Yuyi's words directly aroused three pairs of gloomy eyes. However, Yun Ling was stimulated, and she finally got the needle. She doesn't want Sheng Qi to die...
After the shot went on, Yun Ling's spirit was tightened to the fullest. Will she be allergic if she is not returning to Shengqi? She is really worried and worried!
"Well, the prince will definitely get better." Mei Ye was full of confidence.
"You don't understand, if this injection has side effects, the consequences would be unimaginable." Yun Ling was not optimistic. While changing Sheng Qi's hot towel, she checked his condition.
"That—" Mei Ye was about to ask, but Liu Yuyi pulled them to signal them to go out.
"Doctor Liu, what are you?" The three of them didn't understand.
Yuyi Liu said: "Miss Yun is caring and messy. You see that she has saved so many people, but how can she fail to save the prince. Now she can watch it by herself and talk about it, but we are not doing well. "
"Yes." Chang Feng responded the fastest and replied: "It seems that this trip to the palace has not been in vain. If it were not for the stimulus of Yu Doctor Liu's last vicious words, Miss Ling'er would not be able to do it."
"Thanks to the rewards—" Liu Yuyi said modestly.
At that time, Yunling inside the house was just as Yu Yuyi had expected, and he was muttering: "Sheng Qi Sheng Qi-you must never die, never have an accident..."
Yun Ling's spirit was tense for a while, and after seeing that Sheng Qi's condition had not deteriorated, he felt relieved. The sky was bright by then, and she took a nap when she was so sleepy.
Because Xu was too concerned, Yun Ling couldn't help muttering in his sleep.
Until Sheng Qi was interested, I could still hear Yun Ling's vague voice in his ear saying: "Sheng Qi and Sheng Qi-don't die, I'm still waiting for you to marry me, I promise you to grow up soon..."
"Ling'er—" Sheng Qi called out, realizing that his voice was hoarse, maybe he hadn't spoken sometimes.
"Sheng Qi Sheng Qi..." Yun Ling slept to death, only the murmur answered Sheng Qi.
Sheng Qi subconsciously checked his body, but found that his body had changed. He looked at Yun Ling who was sleeping messily beside him, got up a little and pulled him to his side.
"Sheng Qi Sheng Qi..." Yun Ling was almost stunned, and said these words over and over again.
Sheng Qi laughed: "Okay, I am not dead, just wait for you to grow up soon, and when you grow up, I will marry you."
Yun Ling didn't know if he heard it, but he stopped and had nothing to say.
"Ling'er—" Sheng Qi stretched out his hand to pinch his soft, slippery face, his dark eyes filled with stars: "Xiao Ling'er, what should I do if the king can't wait to marry you in?"
At that time, the afternoon sun spilled into the room through the windowsill, reflected on the couple on the bed, and the whole body of them was scattered one by one...
Sheng Qi squeezed that little face with nostalgia, so that Yun Ling was free to block it in his sleep. A pair of plain hands are often exhausted due to medical needs, but they look like the fingers of the official lady who often tunes the piano, white and slender.
His eyes were attracted by the hands, and when he looked closely, he found that her round nails were also pink and cute. At that time, Yun Ling was subconsciously rubbing his small face with the back of his hand, and then slid down on the side of his head and went to sleep.
Sheng Qi stretched out her hand and took her little hand up and placed it on the tip of her nose, where she could smell the residual medicinal scent on it. He looked at the little hand of the duo called the ghost hand, and his thin lips swept across.
Yun Ling's fingers probably felt a little itchy, and he jumped instinctively. Sheng Qi looked funny and opened his mouth to hold the pink fingers. Sure enough, as tender as he thought, he took a few more mouthfuls as if gnawing her face.
"Gluck—" Yun Ling turned over and couldn't pull his hand back, giggling as he was molested in his sleep.
When Sheng Qi saw her naive, the smile on her eyebrows was like a silly big pear blossom in full bloom, beautiful and pure. He couldn't help biting a few more fingers, and he didn't stop until she made some signs of waking up.
"Gluck-" Yun Ling laughed, still in a deep sleep, and Sheng Qi shook his head slightly and whispered: "Sleeping to death like this, if you throw you out of bed, I guess you can still sleep with joy."
He looked at the pretty face in front of him, and he fell into a deep sleep with such confidence. He didn't disturb her dreaming anymore, knowing that she was exhausted these days.
When Sheng Qi sat up, he just noticed that his body had changed, and the internal force that had originally dissipated seemed to be in a state of retreat. He knew that she had given him the antidote for the tarsus, and now it was time for him to heal his injuries, and he couldn't live up to her hard work.
He got up to look at his wound and saw that it was not bandaged with gauze, expecting something happened in the middle. It's just that the injury seems to have healed a lot, but it makes him slightly surprised. He couldn't help but look at Yun Ling who was lying asleep, knowing that it must be her credit.
"Ling'er—" Sheng Qi called out slowly, knowing how many times she had rescued him. He is a man of insignificance, and he never thinks that his life will be in the hands of others. However, she had to worry about saving her time and time again. Without her, he would have to report to Hades.
But everything ends here, and his life will be hers from now on. It is no longer possible to hurt her for the rest of her life. When Sheng Qi thought about it, he held Yun Ling's hand and rubbed it lightly.
When the mood calmed down, Sheng Qi closed his eyes and adjusted his breath, and began self-care recovery. And with the medicine, plus one day's cultivation, his body's recovery speed also followed up under his own urging.
Although it can't be done in one step, at least it won't be as weak as before. For Sheng Qi, this is already the greatest gospel. And because of the poison of the tarsal bones, his body will slowly regain strength, and the recovery of his injuries will not be a problem.
When Sheng Qi finished his healing, the sky was already dark. During the period, someone came in to add fire a few times, but they did not abruptly enter the inner room to disturb them.