When they arrived at the house, Wen Qingzhu saw Lu Tao's sleeves rolled up.
Xue Miaomiao was soaking the thin rod she just got in a bowl of salt water.
She turned around and called Lu Tao over: "Get ready first."
Wen Qingzhu walked behind them and saw that Yu Fan's wrist had also been taken out.
Judging from his appearance, his breathing was very weak, and his face was as white as a piece of paper.
Almost pressed to the edge of death.
"Why hasn't Xue Bai come back?" Xue Miaomiao couldn't help but look towards the door.
Wen Qingzhu saw a silver knife in her hand, which was extremely thin and sharp.
She couldn't help but ask: "What are you going to do?"
"Now that Yu Fan has lost a lot of blood, it is impossible to just rely on him to raise him slowly. Whether he can survive depends on tonight. Grandpa saved a man who lost a lot of blood before, using a soft plant rhizome and this Plant a thicker thin rod to transport the blood of others."
Before he finished speaking, Xue Bai hurried in carrying a medicine box.
After arriving at their side, he hurriedly opened the box and took out a few plant rhizomes, which were smaller than embroidery needles.
"First clean these rhizomes with salt water, and prepare the green pottery here first!"
After Xue Miaomiao finished giving instructions, Lu Tao immediately took action.
Picking up the silver knife and starting school, he cut his wrist and blood immediately poured into the bowl.
Xue Bai finished cleaning the other end, and quickly put one end on the charcoal fire to bake it.
After high temperature treatment, the rhizomes look a little soft.
He picked up the silver needle and carefully put the rhizome tube on the thin stem.
He turned around and asked Lu Tao to take the blood and slowly pour it into the thin rod. The thin rod was much thicker than the rhizome tube.
When it was full, I immediately brought the largest flat-bottomed silver needle over, just enough to block the other end of the thin rod.
Xue Miaomiao beside the bed looked a little nervous. She tied the harder end of the rhizome tube with the silver needle and cleaned Yu Fan's elbow with strong alcohol.
The veins became more and more obvious. Xue Miaomiao slowly pressed the tube and inserted the silver needle into Yu Fan's blood vessel.
After waiting for two seconds, there was no obvious bulging or bleeding.
Xue Miaomiao breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and took the thin rod in Xue Bai's hand, and slowly pushed it down with the silver needle.
Seeing this scene, Wen Qingzhu was extremely unbelievable.
Regardless of the fact that now was not the time to ask questions, she waited patiently for Xue Miaomiao to continue sending blood to Yu Fan.
Finally, a bowl of blood was sent in.
Only then did Xue Miaomiao pull out the root hose, and immediately a cotton ball soaked in strong alcohol pressed down on his blood vessels.
While pressing, she turned to Wen Qingzhu and Xue Miaomiao and said, "If his condition does not deteriorate within a quarter of an hour, then the blood supply will be successful! His chance of survival will be greatly improved."
"What on earth is going on?" Wen Qingzhu looked back at Lu Tao and found that she was still holding his wrist.
Xue Miaomiao was silent for a while before saying: "This method was recorded in my handbook by my great-grandmother. She once saved five people, but..."
"If there are any abnormal circumstances, will death be accelerated?"
Wen Qingzhu spoke up for her.
Xue Miaomiao nodded, lowered her eyebrows and said, "Yao Shen Valley was founded by my grandmother. If I hadn't accidentally knocked over the box that time, I wouldn't have known the method today."
"There are many incredible medical skills recorded in it. If my cousin is lucky enough to see it, she will definitely be shocked."
Xue Miaomiao's expression became a little sad, as if she didn't want to remember it anymore.
She let go, and the wound on Yu Fan's elbow healed.
Slowly putting Yu Fan's hand into the quilt, she turned around and stood up and said to Lu Tao: "You have a good rest tonight, eat more beef, drink some red date soup, replenish your blood, and you will be fine in a few days. "
Wen Qingzhu stood in front of the window and looked at Yu Fan quietly.
Isn't he really the undercover sent by Jiang Yuancheng
Someone knocked on the door outside. Xue Bai went over to take a look and called back to Wen Qingzhu: "Madam, Your Highness is here. He has something to do with you."
Wen Qingzhu went out immediately and saw Jiang Yuanhan standing in front of him.
"Sister! Do you remember Mrs. Zhang?!"
In the room next door, Jiang Yuanhan took out an official letter and said, "Sister, take a look first. This is the document sent over there. The person on it is Mrs. Zhang's fiancé when she was young."
Wen Qingzhu read it carefully and noted in detail the problem of food being withheld in Lingcheng.
All the reasons were due to this wealthy businessman in Lingcheng, who constantly cut off the Jia family's channels for purchasing food.
A few days ago, Mr. Shen went to Lingcheng in person, and this wealthy businessman showed his flaws.
At the Lingcheng magistrate's side, a whole family of young and old would be detained, but Mr. Shen found a way to rescue them.
After putting down the official letter, Wen Qingzhu was still confused: "This man is just an ordinary businessman, how can he be so capable?"
"It is indeed very suspicious, but Boss Jia sent me a separate letter, explaining the situation in Jiangnan. Although Mrs. Zhang took the initiative to hand over the Zhang family's property before going to Beijing, she still secretly handed over half of it to Chencang and this person. , so there hasn’t been much fluctuation in the business field in Jiangnan.”
After explaining this, Jiang Yuanhan touched his chin and said: "Obviously there is a reason why the food cannot be transported, but Boss Jia said that Mr. Shen has not left Yangzhou for a long time. Considering the situation of Mr. Jia, I suspect that the Lingcheng magistrate and his family were detained , it may still be related to Jiang Yuancheng."
"Of course, he is the only one who can make Mr. Shen come here in person. After all, Jing Yinuo is also a powerful person. If he is held back like this, of course he will meet someone more powerful than him."
Wen Qingzhu understood this and looked in the direction of Yu Fan's room next to him.
That means he is not Jiang Yuancheng's.
"Now that everything is in place, manpower has been sent to you. I will go to see the situation at Fu Lie's side tomorrow. All the projects can start."
Jiang Yuanhan was startled for a moment, but quickly recovered his smile: "Okay."
Early the next morning, Wen Qingzhu was well prepared, made breakfast himself, packed a food box and prepared to visit Fu Lie.
Just as he arrived at the gate of the government office, the curtain of the carriage parked on the roadside was opened.
Jiang Dejia's face was revealed inside.
With the help of the palace maid, she walked up to Wen Qingzhu.
"I've met the princess." Wen Qingzhu said happily.
Jiang Dejia helped her up: "You're welcome, I came from Fu Lie's side."
At that time, Wen Qingzhu's heart skipped a beat, but he still had a normal expression on his face and asked, "Is there something wrong, princess?"
"Well, I'm here to deliver the invitation."
Jiang Dejia reached out and took out a bright red gilded wedding invitation, handed it to Wen Qingzhu and said, "My father's health is getting worse. My mother-in-law wants me to make a date as soon as possible. The date is set on the eighth day of February."
"Isn't that what happens next month?" Wen Qingzhu took the wedding invitation and opened it to take a look.
Ning Xiu's name was clearly written on it.
For some reason, Wen Qingzhu suddenly thought of Mrs. Ning.
Could it be that they are rushing to do this because Mrs. Ning—
Seeing Wen Qingzhu's expression condensed, Jiang Dejia sighed: "As expected, I couldn't hide it from you. On the night of the Lantern Festival, Mrs. Ning's physical condition suddenly deteriorated. Both the imperial doctor and Doctor Xue went over to see her. They are afraid that she will not survive until March."
"Then you are..."
In the middle of speaking, Wen Qingzhu stopped immediately and laughed self-deprecatingly.
Jiang Dejia's current status is even higher than Jiang Yijia's. With such a mother-in-law and uncle, who can force her.
"Congratulations." Wen Qingzhu knew that Jiang Dejia must have thought carefully about it.
Jiang Dejia thought of the scene half an hour ago, feeling a little sad and a little happy: "Originally, my mother-in-law didn't let me come, but I still wanted to see Fu Lie. When I sent him a post, he said that these things were all because of you. Guan, let me bring it to you."
"Ning Xiu is a very nice person." Wen Qingzhu looked into her eyes and could vaguely understand her mood.
She once had the experience of watching her lover get married and have children.
Even if various situations arise later, there is still no chance.
Jiang Dejia laughed and turned to look at Kang Cheng.
There was not a single person to be seen on the wide street. Occasionally, someone would pass by quickly, and they were not the original residents of Cannes.
She turned around and looked at Wen Qingzhu with admiration: "You know what? I envy you very much. As a woman, you are more powerful than most men in the world. Now I am convinced that only you are worthy... Oh no, it should be said that only a man like Fu Lie is qualified to be your husband."
When Wen Qingzhu was about to speak, Jiang Dejia raised his hand to stop him and said with a smile, "No need to send him off, I'm leaving first."
Jiang Dejia got on the carriage, which quickly started and ran towards the north of the city.
Watching the carriage go away, Wen Qingzhu felt a lot of emotions surge in his heart.
Can only a man like Fu Lie become his husband
Wen Qingzhu didn't say anything more, turned around and got into the carriage, sitting quietly on the carriage, thinking back on every detail of her journey with Fu Lie.
If we count from the moment she was reborn, Fu Lie's mind has never changed regardless of her past life.
Arriving at the north side of the city, Wen Qingzhu saw Fu Lie coming on horseback as soon as he got off the car.
Not long after, he arrived. Fu Lie saw the food box in her hand and asked, "Are you here to see me?"
"Well, have you had breakfast?" Wen Qingzhu vaguely felt that Fu Lie must have eaten.
Fu Lie pointed to the tent in front and said, "You're still hungry, let's go over there."
The two of them walked towards the camp together.
After going in and sitting down, Wen Qingzhu took out all the breakfast, a cup of porridge, four steamed buns, and four plates of side dishes.
After setting them up one by one, she reached out to pick up the chopsticks, and Fu Lie, who was sitting opposite, was also reaching out.
The two people's hands touched above the chopsticks. Wen Qingzhu was about to retract his hand, but Fu Lie grabbed it directly: "Well... I won't be so anxious next time."
Fu Lie let go, but didn't take the chopsticks.
Wen Qingzhu felt slightly moved and reached out to take the chopsticks and handed them to him.
"Do you want to eat?" Fu Lie saw a pair of chopsticks in the food box, so he picked them up too.
Wen Qingzhu actually ate some, but thinking that he was here to accompany Fu Lie, he nodded.
Taking Fu Lie's chopsticks, the two of them started eating slowly.
No one spoke, there were only slight sounds of chewing and swallowing in the room.
But Jiang Dejia's words kept popping up in Wen Qingzhu's mind.
She came to Fu Lie first.
When she left later, Jiang Dejia also left one step ahead of her.
This time she came to see Fu Lie and basically told him, so how did he know she was coming
"you-"
"you-"
When Wen Qingzhu raised his head, Fu Lie also raised his head. The two spoke almost at the same time, but stopped at the same time.
"Speak first." Fu Lie took a step back first.
Wen Qingzhu suddenly felt a little hot in his face. Jiang Dejia had clearly made it clear just now, so what else could she ask
Could it be that you are—jealous
Wanting to understand this, Wen Qingzhu quickly calmed down and asked another thing: "There was nothing unusual in Kangcheng last night, right?"
"No, Yang Liu is also speeding up the investigation. I'm afraid the problem in the northwest is serious." Fu Lie looked at her quietly while pretending to be eating seriously.
Wen Qingzhu nodded: "Wei Lin also told me something, but Yao Ban won't give up just yet."