As soon as Doctor Miao came, Imperial Doctor Lin was useless, so after confirming that Su Yitong was not worried about his life, he chose to retreat. Jun Moyan stood in front of the bed with the medicine box and refused to move, his eyes fell on Su Yitong's face, and the meaning was self-evident.

Doctor Miao seemed unaware of his presence, but he didn't move. Jun Moyan thought he was waiting for the medicine box, so he hurriedly handed the medicine box over. Doctor Miao glanced at him, but he was not polite, and reached out to take the medicine box, but he still had no intention of moving.

"Doctor Miao, why don't you hurry up and see the emperor......" Jun Mo was so anxious that he jumped to his feet and hurriedly urged.

Doctor Miao slanted at him. "The old man wants to see the emperor, and the general has a lot of inconvenience, so it's better to go out and wait."

"You know that, too?" Jun Mo was stunned for a moment, and then scolded: "Damn, how many people did that bastard of Feng Feiyi tell Yitong about!" ”

"Not much, just one of them." Doctor Miao, who is not a bastard, doesn't know, the key is that he has to guard the princess for his own prince.

"You...... I ......" Jun Mo was exhausted, and he couldn't help but be a little incoherent for a while.

"Oops! General, can you stop being a like Rory, isn't it the emperor's injury that matters the most? Feng Yue kindly opened the medicine box for Doctor Miao, and looked at Jun Mo and said.

Jun Moyan felt reasonable, nodded, and also came over to help.

Doctor Miao hurriedly slapped away his outstretched hand and instructed Feng Yue, "Little girl, invite the general out first." ”

"Yes." Feng Yue obediently responded, pushed Jun Mo Yan and walked out. Jun Mo didn't obey, picked up Fengyue and prepared to throw her outside the hall. Seeing this, Fengyue hurriedly hugged his arm, refusing to let go.

"Let it go." Jun Moyan shook his arm hard, trying to shake Fengyue off his arm.

"Don't let go." Feng Yue looked firm and shook her head again and again. After a while, seeing that Jun Moyan had no intention of leaving, he had no choice but to persuade: "General, I know you are worried about the emperor's body." But now is not the time for you to mess around, can you listen to the persuasion and go out first, I promise, I will not let anyone see the emperor's body. ”

Jun Moyan's movements in his hands paused, and he looked at Fengyue in surprise. Feng Yue hurriedly winked at him, Jun Mo's arrogance disappeared, and the whole person was like a deflated ball, shrugged his head and looked at Feng Yue with some coyness: "General Ben knows, you go down first." ”

"Holo." Fengyue was overjoyed and hurriedly let go of his arm.

Jun Moyan put her on the ground, reluctantly looked back at the direction of the screen, and then said, "Then I'm leaving?" ”

Feng Yue nodded, "Let's go, let's go......" After speaking, she didn't forget to step forward and reach out and push Jun Moyan.

Jun Moyan knew that he had been delayed for a long time, so he didn't dare to stay any longer, so he walked out with a step. Feng Yue saw that she had finally sent Jun Moyan, the plague god, away, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in her heart, and hurriedly stepped forward to close the door of the palace, and ordered the palace people guarding the door to not allow anyone to come in.

"Little girl, do you know how to needlework?" Doctor Miao heard footsteps behind him, and knew that Fengyue had returned, so he hurriedly took out the needle and thread used to suture the wound from the medicine box, and asked without looking back.

Feng Yue walked behind Doctor Miao and stopped, and when she heard this, she couldn't help but stretch her neck and look at the needle and thread that Doctor Miao took out, and after a while, she whispered, "It will be a little,"

"That's good." Doctor Miao immediately handed her the needle and thread, and said with a serious expression: "The identity is different, and the responsibility of stitching up the wound for the emperor will be handed over to you." Doctor Miao said, took out several medicine bottles from the medicine box one after another and put them aside, turned his back, faced Fengyue and said, "Next, you will do as I say." ”

Feng Yue's little hands trembled a little. She knows how to needle and stitch, but what does that have to do with stitching up wounds?

"Don't you dare?" Doctor Miao is so old that he is about to become a fine, how can he not see Fengyue's timidity. But at the moment, except for Fengyue being able to take over this job, he is really powerless. He can't let Jun Mo, who knows Su Yitong's identity, come? When the regent found out about this, he had to kill him. Shrinking his neck, Doctor Miao couldn't hold back the uneasiness in his heart, and stared at Fengyue with his old eyes.

"I ......" Feng Yue was about to cry in fright, where did she dare to speak.

Divine Doctor Miao sighed, "That's it, I'll do it." ”

"No...... No. I got it. Seeing that Doctor Miao began to thread the needle, Feng Yue hurriedly stopped him. Doctor Miao glared at her, and immediately blew his beard in anger. "Don't you dare?"

"Who said I wouldn't dare." Feng Yue took a deep breath, reached out and snatched the needle and thread in Doctor Miao's hand and pounced in front of Su Yitong, staring at the knife wound on Su Yitong's chest.

"Little girl, have you thought about it?" Doctor Miao knew if Fengyue would adapt to it for a while, so he asked.

"I've figured it out." Although Fengyue was scared in her heart, she was particularly calm on her face, showing no trace at all. "Grandpa Miao, you say, I'll do what you say."

Taking a deep breath, Feng Yue finally stabilized her mind, and her little hand holding the needle and thread finally stopped trembling.

"Okay." Divine Doctor Miao nodded, no longer hesitated at the moment, and began to speak with his back to Fengyue.

Feng Yue did not hesitate, although she was still a little uneasy in her heart, but under the guidance of Doctor Miao, she quickly entered the state of sewing Su Yitong's wounds, and behaved very seriously. Xu was nervous, and after a while, Fengyue was busy sweating profusely. Doctor Miao heard the movement and asked worriedly. "It's a big problem."

"It's fine." Feng Yue wiped her sweat, kept moving, and said, "Let's continue." ”

Although Doctor Miao couldn't see Fengyue's expression clearly at this time, he knew that it was really embarrassing for a little girl to do such a thing. In order to make the atmosphere in the field look less solemn, Doctor Miao pondered for a moment and continued.

Fengyue couldn't grasp the strength of the ground in his hand, and the tiny silver needles shuttled between the skin and flesh, and the stitches were of different depths, looking a little hideous. Although Su Yitong fell into a coma, the pain was still there. Fengyue occasionally hit hard, and Su Yitong would let out a few painful screams. In this regard, Fengyue felt a lot of pressure. finally stitched up the wound on Su Yitong's chest, and before Fengyue could breathe a sigh of relief, the whole person was already sitting on the ground with a depressed face.

"The wound on the back also needs to be stitched up." Divine Doctor Miao smiled with relief, looked sideways at Feng Yue, who was sitting on the ground, and said, "But." Just look at it. ”

"Okay." Fengyue's hanging heart finally let go. Stood up strongly, stretched out his hand to pull Su Yitong's clothes, looked at Doctor Miao with a pale face and said, "Grandpa Miao, I can't move the emperor alone, can you help?" ”

"Hmm." The wound on Su Yitong's chest had been stitched up, and Doctor Miao had no taboos, so he got up immediately and successfully turned over Su Yitong with the help of Fengyue.

Su Yitong subconsciously snorted, although the person was in a coma, the pain was not reduced at all. Feng Yue hurriedly took out a handkerchief to wipe the cold sweat on her face, but her eyes were staring at the knife wound on Su Yitong's back, and she said in fear: "Fortunately, the emperor's life is great, otherwise it will ......"

"What nonsense is the little girl talking about!" Doctor Miao opened his mouth at the right time to interrupt Feng Yue's words. His eyes fell on the knife wound on Su Yitong's back, and gradually became solemn. Fortunately, Fengyue was careful, he had just seen Fengyue sew up Su Yitong's wound, although the stitches were ugly, but obviously Fengyue used his heart when he sewed up, so when he helped Su Yitong turn over, the wound did not crack.

It's a pity that the front wound is stitched up. But the wound behind this is getting more and more serious. Frowning, Doctor Miao's wrinkled old face suddenly wrinkled, and his expression was unknown.

Feng Yue's eyes were rolling, and she was afraid and worried. "Grandpa Miao, what's wrong?" Although Fengyue doesn't understand medical science, she can see it. Although Su Yitong's injury is not fatal, it will not heal in a short time.

Doctor Miao didn't know how to explain, so he had to say perfunctorily: "It's okay,"

"Really?" Fengyue immediately came to the spirit.

"What is really fake." Doctor Miao Shen had an old face and said with a serious expression: "Hurry up and prepare a basin of hot water, I will clean the wounds for the emperor." ”

"I'll go." Fengyue didn't know what Doctor Miao was thinking, but as long as Su Yitong was fine, she was willing to let her do anything.

Fortunately, it was winter, and the wound did not suppurate easily. Yes, after Doctor Miao cleaned Su Yitong's wounds, his heart was slightly relieved.

Miao Shen is experienced, and his sewing skills are naturally better than Fengyue. Feng Yue watched from the side, although she didn't make a sound, the shock in her eyes was leaked out without concealment. After Dr. Miao finished mending the wound, he finished it neatly, and when he looked back and saw Feng Yue's stunned expression, he couldn't help grinning and quipped: "What, the little girl is interested in studying medicine?" ”

If these words had been put in the past, Fengyue would definitely shake her head and say no. But since she saw Su Yitong seriously injured several times, Rao was not interested in studying medicine, and at this moment, she couldn't help but be shaken by Doctor Miao's words.

Seeing that Fengyue didn't answer, Doctor Miao didn't urge. While packing up the medicine box, he told Feng Yue what he needed to pay attention to in the next few days, and then took out a few bottles of his own wound medicine and handed them to Feng Yue, carefully explaining the steps. After a pause, he repeated his previous words and asked, "Little girl, let me ask you again, are you interested in studying medicine?" ”

"I ......" Fengyue hesitated. Compared with studying medicine, she wants to learn kung fu well, and when she grows up in the future, she will protect Su Yitong and become her right-hand man.

"Don't rush to answer." Divine Doctor Miao only glanced at Feng Yue and knew the crux of the problem. So he didn't urge, but said, "It's not too late to come to me when you think about it in the future." With a smile, Doctor Miao reached out lovingly and rubbed Fengyue's little head, looked at the sky, and said, "Okay, it's not too early, I should also leave the palace." As for bandaging the emperor......"

"You can rest assured that you can leave the matter of bandaging for the emperor to me." Feng Yue patted her chest reassuringly to Doctor Miao. Only then did I find that it was already bright outside the hall.

Opened the door of the hall and walked out, Doctor Miao had just stood firm, and Jun Moyan led hundreds of civil and military officials to surround him, obviously, everyone was guarding outside the hall all night.

"Doctor Miao, what's wrong?" Jun Moyan asked eagerly.

Doctor Miao glanced at the lively atmosphere around him, couldn't help squinting, and frowned: "General rest assured, the old man has already stitched up the wound for the emperor, as long as the wound does not deteriorate, it will be fine." As for when the emperor will wake up, the old decay cannot be determined. However, the old decay still has to advise all of you, during the period of the emperor's recuperation, you should try not to disturb the emperor's purity, so as not to recur the emperor's wound and be infected with typhoid fever. At this point, it is very clear.

Suddenly, everyone present was silent. Doctor Miao glanced at everyone, stopped talking, and walked away. And as he took a step, everyone made way for him and watched him leave.