Ming Jiuge is not sure, but looking at Mingzhu's transformation, she can't bear to inflict wounds on her anymore, and there is no other way.
"Miss, an envoy from the hospital is coming to see the second lady." Wanwan came in to announce, Ming Jiuge's hand holding the scalpel tightly, and the blade almost hurt him.
The emissary of the Imperial Hospital can only be driven by the emperor. If ordered, it is also an oral order from the emperor.
Ming Jiuge put down the action in his hand, and after clearing it up, said: "Let him in."
"Sister..." Mingzhu withdrew her hand, she no longer believed in the imperial physician, not to mention that the imperial hospital was turning to Gu Yalan as early as when Gu Yalan was sitting on the position of the princess. Mingzhu had overheard the conversation between the two of them.
"It's okay, close your eyes, don't say anything, everything is mine." Ming Jiuge waved his hand, picked up the teacup on the table and poured himself a cup of tea.
The Taiyuan Hospital was coming in after bending over. The first thing he saw was not Ming Jiuge, but the Pearl lying on the bed. Obviously, the terminally ill patient was more important to him. It also seemed to get something from Ming, so anxious that he didn't even notice Ming Jiuge's gloomy face.
"It's making the adults' eyes look bad." Ming Jiuge suddenly uttered, making the person who focused all of Mingzhu's attention suddenly taken aback, and then became impolite.
"I have seen the princess."
"It doesn't matter if you see it or not, but she..." Ming Jiuge pointed out the pearl, "My lord, I have seen it. Mingzhu is dying now, so I don't dare to bother some people to remember, please go back. "After that, he signaled to Wanwan to see off the guests.
Zhengshi didn't expect Ming Jiuge to be so tough, not to mention that she didn't even give the emperor's face, so she came up and turned her face directly. It is neither a retreat nor advancement for a while, look at Mingzhu, and then look at Ming Jiuge.
"Master Zhengshi, I think you know Mingzhu's condition better, why bother to do this again?" Ming Jiuge sneered.
I was making Nian Sui Lighting Jiuge long, and the shelf was not small. I was stunned for a few words, and his face sank: "Wang Hao, this time I came here by the emperor's order. Please also don't blame the emperor for her heart."
"Mind? What kind of mind?" Mind is something that is neither light nor heavy, neither salty nor salty. It must be handy, not thrown away too much and no one picks it up.
I'm making a flick of my robe sleeve, wanting
"Humph" went, but was stopped by Wanwan, "Master Zhengshi, please here!" I wanted to observe Mingzhu's complexion. Before I could see Mingzhu, I heard Mingzhu shout, "Get out!" Embarrassed, I opened my mouth to say something, and felt that it was really out of dignity to care about with a patient, so I had to touch my nose and left silently.
Mingzhu used all her strength in her throat, and when she saw someone going out, she couldn't hold back and started coughing vigorously. Ming Jiuge said helplessly: "Why do you have to speak out, I naturally won't let him come over."
"Too... the hospital... none of them are good... things!" Mingzhu said and coughed, her face was covered with blackness, and the blackness appeared under her skin. , Faintly, this black air is moving slowly like floating.
Ming Jiuge hurriedly opened the medicine box, turned out the silver needle, "endure it!" After speaking, he pressed Mingzhu's head and started the treatment. Ming Jiu's singer method was simple and neat. Every needle went down without hesitation. A total of 21 silver needles were pierced. Mingzhu's face was almost impossible to see, like a scarecrow full of arrow feathers.
The black air on Mingzhu's face gradually disappeared, and her face flushed, as if she had returned from exercise.
Mingzhu only had her eyes moving. She looked at Ming Jiuge for help. Ming Jiuge didn't say anything for a long time, and didn't mean to explain to her. He curving to the side to help: "Miss Er's complexion is much better."
Mingzhu is afraid of death, she has never said this to anyone. There was still a trace of illusion in her heart, hoping that one day His Royal Highness would remember her good, take her life back, and then take her into the palace. Once people have hope and unrealistic desires, they will gradually go astray without knowing it.
Ming Jiu Ge doesn't need to listen to Ming Zhu to know, because she knows Ming Zhu too much and hates her for not wanting to be herself.
"Don't have any illusions, since Zhou Yu has divorced you, I will never go back." With Gu Yalan by his side, whoever is the closest to the prince is the one who suffered the most, not to mention that the family and Gu Yalan are endlessly dying.
"Sister..."
"As long as I am here, you will never be allowed to go to Zhou Yu's side, and no one will dare to hurt you again." This is her promise to Mingzhu.
Mingzhu was moved, but she still had to speak and was stopped by Ming Jiuge: "Speak less, stay calm."
Inside the Pearl
There is also a powerful toxin. Judging from the symptoms of the two days, this toxin will fluctuate from strength to weakness as her mood fluctuates, and flow around with the movements of her body. The mood returns to calm, the body is in a static state, and the activity of toxins is minimal.
What exactly is this
Ming Jiuge stared at Mingzhu's face like this, cutting her pulse with one hand. Fortunately, the silver needle was still there. Mingzhu thought she was observing the silver needle, but she didn't think much when she looked at her thoughtfully.
She switched her hand to the other wrist of Mingzhu, and suddenly her pulse pulsed like she was about to flick the fingers of Ming Jiuge intentionally. Ming Jiuge was shocked, and pressed her fingertips downwards, and the force really came again.
Wanwan is a competent deputy. Seeing Ming Jiuge's eyes looking at her, she suddenly realized that her lady wanted something. This whole box of things, which are life-saving and which are terrible, she can't tell, but she can let the lady choose by herself.
Wanwan held the box in front of Ming Jiuge, and Ming Jiuge opened another leather bag, which also contained silver needles, which seemed a bit thicker than the ones just now.
When the two silver needles went down, there was a slight beating on Mingzhu's wrist. It was definitely not a pulsation, but a small movement with a force under the skin.
Ming Jiuge freed his hand, took out the best spirit spring water, sucked a drop with a special tool, and poured it carefully in from the silver needle. Wanwan discovered that these silver needles were hollow, and the needle tip and the back end were connected, and the medicine could enter the body very quickly.
Mingzhu suddenly rolled over in pain, Ming Jiuge hurriedly held on to her, and shouted towards Wanwan: "Go call two people, you have to be strong."
Looking at Mingzhu at this time, his face was sallow, beads of sweat rolled down his head, and his face was full of silver needles and looked terrifying.
"Mingzhu, bear it for a while, and you will be well soon." Ming Jiuge poured Lingquan water into each needle, and the magnitude of that force jumped and tossed significantly increased, making Mingzhu painful and unbearable.
She quickly took out the silver needle on her head, helped Mingzhu wipe the sweat off her head, and said, "Mingzhu, I will not hide it from you. There is an indeterminate toxin in your body, which keeps running around. Now it is suppressing it. It, bear with it."
Mingzhu gritted his teeth and nodded. No matter how painful Pearl is, she can only nod her head. She knows that if someone else can heal her, that person is Ming Jiuge. The pain in her body at this time, the hate in her heart.
(End of this chapter)