During this period, a man came, wearing a black python robe, a crown, and a jade belt around his waist. He had a scar on his forehead that reached between his left eyebrows. His face was handsome and resolute, and his eyes were as bright as lightning.
After exchanging glances with Prince An, he stood aside. Zi An did not notice him and was concentrating on mending Murong Jie's body stitch by stitch.
There was sweat on her head, and Murong Zhuangzhuang wiped it off for her, waiting on her like a little daughter-in-law.
The stitches lasted for an hour, and no amount of skill could offset the inferior equipment.
When Zian stood up, his body could no longer bear it. His vision went dark and he almost fainted on the ground.
The man who just arrived reached out to support Zian and said calmly: "Be careful."
Zian's hands were shaking from the stitches, and he couldn't stop shaking when he put them on the man's wrist.
Her face was ashen and pale. She raised her head and glanced at him. She immediately remembered Lao Shizi's relationship with men and women, and quickly let him go.
Murong Zhuangzhuang moved a chair for Zian to sit down, and thoughtfully handed him a glass of water. Then he looked at Zian with tears in his eyes, "How is Lao Qi?"
Zian drank a glass of water, put down the glass and clasped her hands together to control her trembling. After listening to Murong Zhuangzhuang's question, she knew that everyone was waiting for her answer.
how is he
She doesn't even know.
Looking back at him blankly, he was as quiet as a broken doll, barely even breathing.
"After half an hour, prick the acupuncture points on him." She didn't want to explain that she wanted to prick the bone marrow in the back to stimulate the hematopoietic stem cells to run hematopoiesis. Once she said acupuncture points, they would probably not ask any more questions.
Murong Zhuangzhuang asked with a trembling voice: "Then will Lao Qi die?"
Zian looked at her and opened his mouth, but didn't know how to answer.
Yes, there is a high chance that he will die.
However, she couldn't say it, she didn't dare to say it, and she didn't dare to believe it.
She wanted to tell herself that although Murong Jie was her future husband-in-law, the decree had not yet been issued and the matter had not yet been implemented. The two of them had nothing to do with each other. Murong Jie's life and death had nothing to do with her at all.
At most, she would lose a backer, but she could still fight Xia Cheng. She had enough confidence to survive.
"Xiao Tuo, last time you came back from a victorious battle, didn't the emperor reward you with a thousand-year-old ginseng?" Prince An asked suddenly when he saw that Zi An did not answer Murong Zhuangzhuang's words.
Xiao Tuo is the man in the python robe who just arrived.
When Prince An said this, he suddenly raised his head and said, "Yes, it's in the Houfu, I haven't eaten yet."
He turned around and went out, saying, "I'll have someone go back and get it."
Su Qing said: "The general will ride his horse to get it." After saying that, he also followed out.
Murong Zhuangzhuang asked Zian, "Is ginseng useful? I have a lot of ginseng, snow lotus, and many precious medicinal materials in my house."
Zian said: "Ginseng is fine. It can replenish qi and blood."
The best thing is blood transfusion. There is no way to transfuse blood, the only way is to use medicine.
Xiao Tuo came back and stood by the bed, looking at Murong Jie with a very solemn expression. The scar from his forehead to the center of his eyebrows was twisted, which made people look at him without looking ferocious, but rather added a bit of dignity.
"How many people were injured? Is anyone dead?" Prince An stepped forward and asked.
Xiao Tuo said: "Six people died, and all the others were injured. When I arrived, they were already in ambush."
"What a cruel method!" Prince An said through gritted teeth.
Xiao Tuo said coldly: "There is a traitor."
Prince An was startled, "Traitor?"
"If there was no traitor, how could this operation be discovered? This operation was a temporary move, and no one knew about it except a few people who set out."
"Are you saying," Prince An lowered his voice, "that some of the wounded outside are traitors?"
"No, the traitor is dead." Xiao Tuo's eyes were cold and stern, "I checked the bodies of the deceased, and one of them had a word tattooed on the bottom of his feet. It was the same as the enemy we found in Miaoshan, with the word "Liang" tattooed on it. ”
Hearing this, Zian raised his head and looked at Xiao Tuo in surprise, the word Liang? Are they from King Liang? But the King of Liang is still ill, and considering the good relationship between Murong Jie and the King of Liang, why did the King of Liang want to ambush and kill Murong Jie
Prince An said: "He is dead and cannot be traced."
"They severely defeated our people this time and injured the prince. They must kill the traitor to silence them." Xiao Tuo said.
Prince An did not speak, but frowned and looked at Murong Jie worriedly.
Murong Zhuangzhuang guarded Murong Jie, sometimes wiping his face, sometimes rubbing his hands, saying: "These hands need to be warmer, they are so cold and scary."
Zian curled up and sat on the chair with her legs crossed. This posture made her feel safe, and she no longer cared about indecent issues.
The waiting time is the most difficult to endure.
I just had the stitches and I couldn't move my body, so I couldn't put the stitches in my back, so I had to wait.
Everyone thought Zian would do something else, so they kept waiting for her, but when they saw her curled up on the chair and doing nothing, everyone realized that there was nothing they could do now.
Xiao Tuo looked at Zian and asked anxiously: "How is he now? Is he good or bad? Can you tell me something?"
Zian raised his head and felt that the person in front of him was a bit ethereal. One gave birth to two...
She didn't answer, just took out the needle and pricked it behind her ear.
Xiao Tuo was very surprised to see her like this. Just as he was about to ask again, Prince An pulled him away and said, "Let her rest for a while. A lot of things have happened in the past few days and she is very tired."
"You have to save people even if you are tired." Xiao Tuo felt that Prince An's statement was unreasonable. She was still in bed with her life and death uncertain. What was wrong with her being tired
When he ordered people to find Prince An, Prince An heard the situation and insisted on going back to bring Xia Zian over. If not, he would have gone to the palace to ask for an order to let the imperial doctor out.
Now it seems that I still have to ask the imperial doctor.
Therefore, he said to Prince An: "I suggest that the imperial doctor should be allowed to leave the palace. The situation is too critical."
Prince An shook his head, "It's useless. If even she can't do anything, the imperial doctor can't do anything."
Xiao Tuo just thought it was ridiculous, "Will her medical skills be better than those of the imperial doctors?"
"She saved Axin." Prince An said calmly.
"So what?" Xiao Tuo looked quite disdainful, "Illness and injury are different. Maybe she just happens to know how to treat that kind of disease? In the country's medical skills, how many people can be better than the imperial doctor? Even if there is, It’s impossible for her to be a fresh-faced little girl.”
These words were full of contempt, but Zian seemed not to hear them. He was just thinking about acupuncture for a while.
It is very dangerous to use needles to stimulate the bone marrow and promote blood production. If you accidentally injure the spinal nerves, even if you survive, you may never stand up again.
For Murong Jie, this was worse than death.
Moreover, you can't just say once, but once, twice, three times, every four hours or two hours, you have to prick once, and then use the blood-transporting decoction to have a glimmer of hope.
She thought about many ancient prescriptions she had read, but for such a patient with severe blood loss and severe trauma, she really had no better way.
Moreover, the biggest fear is wound infection.
(End of chapter)