"The Way of Medicine"?

The last time Xuanyuan Hao was unconscious, she had studied it. The above record of blood Gu is only more than 100 words, where is there a cure?

"How?" She asked.

"It is"

"Little Shoko!" Old Lady Kang interrupted what Xiao Xiangzi wanted to say, and said in a deep voice: "Princess, this method must be cautious. After all, we don't know much about Blood Gu, and it is very self-defeating to try rashly! ”

Mrs. Kang's worries are not unreasonable, and in the face of things that he is not familiar with, people will subconsciously be more cautious. Especially what he is facing at this time, Xuanyuan Hao, is a child he has seen since he was a child.

As far as Doctor Kang is concerned, he can no longer simply treat himself as a doctor to treat Xuanyuan Hao. In his heart, he regarded Xuanyuan Hao as a relative.

When feelings prevailed, Mrs. Kang didn't dare to risk trying unproven methods, and only thought about whether she could find a more secure way to treat Xuanyuan Hao.

"Kang Lao, that's not true." Master Ou Zhuang disagreed with Old Lady Kang, "I think that even if it is not successful, it will not cause harm to King Hao's body." So, we should give it a try. After all, the situation now does not allow us to delay any longer. ”

Chu Yueqing listened, only feeling that the situation was more severe than she imagined. She couldn't help asking, "How long has the prince been ill?" ”

"Two days." Xiao Xiangzi replied.

It turned out that it had been two days, and Chu Yueqing was secretly annoyed that he was stupid. He hadn't come back for the past two days, and she thought Xuanyuan Hao was too busy.

Mrs. Kang is still arguing with the owner of Ou Zhuang, and they each insist on their own opinions, and no one will give in.

Doctor Kang: "Last time it was a coincidence, and besides, Hao'er didn't drink the princess's blood..."

Ou Zhuang Owner: "Maybe it's just blood!" I am Qing'er's uncle, will I still harm Qing'er's husband? ”

……

Chu Yueqing's gaze suddenly fell on the sword box that fell to the ground. She walked over and bent down to pick it up.

"Princess," Xiao Xiangzi looked guilty when he saw this, "This sword was taken out by the slave from your and the prince's house, and I ask the princess to forgive me." The minion is also after the last time I saw you slash yourself with this sword. The prince fell into a coma. Then, I heard the old lady Dekang and the owner of Ou Zhuang say that using blood might be able to wake up the prince... Yes, the slave wants to give it a try, even if the prince is not sober. Instead, he fell into a slumber, which is better than suffering like this...

Xiao Xiangzi originally listened to the prince's order and wanted to hide it from the princess. But now that you've seen it. The minions told the truth. Xiao Xiangzi said as she wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes. When the slave saw the prince being tied up with hemp rope and struggling, the slave was so distressed that the slave would rather suffer this sin for the prince himself.

Princess, when the slave first saw him, he was like you, and he pounced on it to untie the rope on the prince's body. Three years ago, when the prince first fell ill, he was in Qinwu Hospital. ”

Chu Yueqing frowned, "Three years ago, did Xuanyuan Hao get sick?" ”

Xiao Xiangzi's eyes were tearing again. His voice was a little crying, and he stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears under his eyes, "Princess, you don't know. Three years ago, the prince was not yet a weak crown. Our Hao Wangfu has just been built, and the prince has the idea of coming here to play. At that time, fortunately, Master Ding came with him, otherwise no one would have taken care of the prince when he was sick..."

Chu Yueqing listened and remembered that when she came to Qinwu Academy once, Xiao was very frightened and didn't want to come with her. She said that Xuanyuan Hao was going to kill her, but she didn't believe it at the time. Now I want to come. It was probably Xiaomei who happened to bump into Xuanyuan Hao's illness at that time.

"The prince was sick before, what are the symptoms? Is it the same as what I've seen? Chu Yueqing asked.

Xiao Xiangzi finally stopped crying, and the sleeve robe wiped away the tears on his face, "It's the same thing you saw." It's just that it lasts longer, and every time the prince is exhausted, he falls into a coma. When he wakes up, the prince will be seriously ill. One illness is more than a month. Even his favorite Lantern Festival was spent in pain."

Yueyu, Lantern Festival? Chu Yueqing calculated the time in his heart. Suddenly she realized that something was wrong, and she asked, "Not what I know." How many times has the prince been sick in the past, when was it? ”

"The twenty-eighth day of the lunar month is the birthday of the prince. Minions can't be mistaken. I didn't expect that the prince not only had an early onset of illness this year, but also repeated it like this? ”

The thread that had been broken in my mind seemed to be connected at this time. She once suspected that Xuanyuan Hao's illness was the result of being manipulated by someone accused.

If Blood Gu is some kind of drug that controls people's spirits, then it must have a trigger point, or someone who manipulates it in the dark...

Just as he was thinking about it, there was a violent struggle around him.

"Let me go!" Xuanyuan Hao woke up from a coma, but still did not regain consciousness. He struggled on the bed with scarlet eyes, and the bruises on his arms bulged.

Xiao Xiangzi quickly ran to the side of the bed. "Lord Wang, Lord Wang, why haven't you woken up yet? How many times have you fainted? ”

Chu Yueqing was distressed and anxious, Xiao Xiangzi's words were still in his ears, and he would not fall into a coma until he was exhausted every time. If this continues, won't Xuanyuan Hao die of exhaustion?!

She looked at the sword still in her hand, and boldly and decisively slashed at her arm again. She originally thought that her blood was useless, but listening to the words of her uncle and Ou Zhuang, she still ruthlessly cut her arm.

Dead horses should be used as live horse doctors. It's just a little bit of her blood, and I'll just eat more to make up for it in the future.

Old Lady Kang and Ou Zhuang didn't expect a flash, and Chu Yueqing had already scratched himself.

The eyes of the owner of Ouzhuang are full of distress, why do you use Qing'er to test it herself?

Old Lady Kang looked reluctant, but he couldn't stop Chu Yueqing. Anyway, the person's arm was scratched, and he couldn't say that he wouldn't let Chu Yueqing try.

Xiao Xiangzi hurriedly stood up and made way for Chu Yueqing.

Drops of blood fell, and the sword body was red.

Xuanyuan Hao's eyes kept shifting between scarlet and ink. Ancient memories came to his mind, and in an instant, his consciousness broke through the barriers, and his eyes were clear.

The room was filled with a thick smell of blood. The sword in Chu Yueqing's hand suddenly detached from her hand uncontrollably, as if it had spirituality, it floated in mid-air, and there was a red mist entwined all over its body.

And the blood that Chu Yueqing had scattered on the ground before was scattered into a cloud of smoke without anyone noticing, and it also floated into the red cloud that wrapped the sword body.

Xuanyuan Hao wrestled with another stream of consciousness in his mind. When he opened his eyes, Red Feather lay horizontally directly above his body, and the aura of the sword body increased greatly.

But Chu Yueqing looked crumbling. (To be continued.) )