"Hehe, the prince of Nanzhao is also eager to save people's hearts! Go out first! ”

At the door, King Shiyuan walked in with a smile on his face, and the imperial doctor crawled out of the hall as if he had been released.

Since the appearance of the King of Origin, Nan Zhu Lang has not raised his head from beginning to end, Shi Fei has not seen a salute, and he has been fighting openly and secretly for more than ten years, and now they have already reached the point of incompatibility between them, except for the veil that separates them, there is really no reason for each other to continue to pretend.

When it was the Origin King, he nodded at a person wearing a doctor's costume beside him, and the imperial doctor led the order to walk to the bedside and look at Xi Muling's face and check the pulse, pondered for a while and came to Nan Zhu Lang and made a gesture, "Back to Nanzhao Wangye, Xi Muling's wound has been seriously infected, and it must be cleaned up and changed immediately!" ”

"So what are you waiting for? Are you waiting for the king to change the medicine? ”

The voice was still cold in his bones, which scared the imperial doctor and shuddered, "I don't dare, it's just..."

"Just what? What did you do with all the money that was usually allocated to the hospital? Raise you a bunch of waste, and if the talented people don't wake up within a quarter of an hour, you will bring your head to this king! ”

Completely different from the coldness just now, this tone seems to exist in the posture of a king, he is still interested in this unknown woman, and before the interest disappears, he will never allow this woman to have an accident under his nose!

At this time, he can not care about who brought this imperial doctor, nor who killed his mother in the first place, he can leave all hatred behind, and in the future, there will be time and this so-called sibling on the other side to be sorted out one by one!

But, at this moment, now, he wants this woman to live well!

"Yes, Lord Wang!"

This imperial doctor does not say how the medical skills are, the efficiency of the work is surprisingly fast, for a while, the maid in the house in the well in and out of the well in an orderly manner, suddenly spectacular, knowing that the emperor was the emperor yesterday The new seal of the talented wound infection, I don't know the way I thought it was which concubine in the palace was seriously ill!

When everything was ready, the unknown healer carefully took scissors to cut the clothes around the wound, and was thinking about how to remove the fragments of clothes and carrion from the wounds. Nan Zhulang picked up the knife on the case with two fingers and roasted it back and forth on the candle prepared in advance, until the blade emitted wisps of green smoke in the dim candlelight, and without saying a word, he directly slashed the blade into the blackened carrion on Xi Muling's shoulder, but the first knife, Xi Muling opened his eyes in pain, "Ah! Hurt! ”

I didn't have time to say anything else, so I fainted again, Nan Zhu Lang just fluttered for a moment, but his movements did not slow down in the slightest, and sometimes the scars were generated to commemorate the existence of something......

Cruel flesh and bone scraping, such a time is a long time, and everyone in the whole room has long been shocked by the scene in front of them.

The maids and attendants held their breath one by one, and they didn't dare to gasp!

The medicine was bandaged in one go, and there was no trace of mud and water in the whole process, Nan Zhulang got up and brushed his sleeve robe, as if he breathed a sigh, "Shi Fei, take her and go home immediately!" ”

After speaking, he ignored the people in the house, and walked out directly, such a cruel process, such a cold-blooded scene, even if the people who stood in the local area and witnessed this scene with their own eyes, they still didn't dare to imagine their eyes.

The cold-blooded prince's iron-blooded soldier soul, whether it was the one who used the knife or the one who endured all this, that understatement of his gestures really convinced the people in the room. Nan Shiyuan stood in place, looking at the unpredictable expressions of the crowd, but his face always had a smile that was not salty or light, but the clenched fists behind his back revealed that his mood at this time was not as relaxed and comfortable as on his face.

According to Nan Zhulang's instructions, Shi Fei arranged for two guards to carry Xi Muling into the sedan chair that had been prepared, and he turned over and got on the horse.

After leaving the palace, the team did not slow down because there were seriously ill people in the carriage, and the speed was even twice as fast as when they entered the palace.

During this period, Xi Muling woke up once, she wanted to straighten up and deliberately look into the distance, but in the end she failed.

In her eyes, once she loses the ability to protect herself, then she may become a fish on the chopping block next.

In order to put an end to this possibility, she has been using her will to support herself not to fall asleep, in fact, it is obviously not serious, how can this be...

It was muddy, it was quite peaceful along the way, and when I arrived at the Nanzhao Palace, it was close to dusk.

Finally safe, Xi Muling left the maid who was waiting for her, and the room instantly fell into a dead silence.

Xi Muling, who took off her guard, was paralyzed for a while, lying on the bed, she forcibly accelerated the speed of the true qi walking in her body, and at the same time slowly injected the true qi into the dantian, and then exported, and so on and over again.

She knew that this method was very damaging to her body, but at this time, she just wanted her body to recover quickly!

Because there are many things still waiting for her to do, and more importantly, in front of him, she doesn't want to be a useless woman who is good for nothing and will only drag her feet.

When Xi Muling's forehead was covered with sweat, she fell asleep again, but this time she was tired.