She was so anxious that she quickly got up, lifted the unconscious Ning Nan with great effort and carried it on her back, stepped out of the jungle with difficulty, crawling step by step, her calves trembling slightly unconsciously.

He was tall and had a heavy skeleton, and his whole body pressed against Jiang Chengjia's thin shoulders, almost drowning her. She gritted her teeth and persevered for a while, and then she felt tightness in her chest and shortness of breath, tired and sweating profusely. On weekdays, she always felt that Ning Nan was too thin, and there were only bones left on her body except for fine meat, but she didn't expect her back to be so heavy.

Jiang Chengjia was anxious about his injury and didn't dare to stop, but his footsteps gradually floated.

At this moment, the shouts of Ji Xianzhi and others came from the front of the mountain path, "Lord! Madam! ”

Her gloomy eyes immediately released brilliance, firmly protecting Ning Nan on her back, and shouted at the place where the shouting came from in front, "Uncle Ji! I am here!! Uncle Ji! ”

Ji Xianzhi, who had been looking for two or three hours in the mountains with his servants, changed from the original stability to anxiety, and he was restless, when he suddenly heard Jiang Chengjia's voice calling, and his hesitation instantly collapsed. With more than a dozen people, he rushed towards the place where Jiang Chengjia was shouting, and answered, "Madam! Madam! Can the prince be with you? ”

When Jiang Chengjia heard the response, her dry eyes instantly moistened, and she choked up, "The prince is with me!" Uncle Ji! Come on! The prince fainted! ”

When Ji Xianzhi got the news, he was shocked, and the wind was under his feet, and he quickly rushed towards the end of the mountain path. From afar, they saw the lady's thin and short figure struggling to carry the prince on her back and walk towards them step by step. Ji Xianyi patted his head, quickened his pace, and came to Jiang Chengjia's side out of breath, "Madam, it's too late for the slave." ”

As soon as the words fell, he reached out to pick up Ning Nanwu, lightly carried him from Jiang Chengjia's shoulders to his body, and asked, "Why is the prince in a coma?" ”

Hearing this question, Jiang Chengjia lowered his head in shame, very reluctant to go, and said with regret in his eyes, "It's all my waywardness, the prince is in a hurry to find it, the wound bursts, and it is infected because of the deterioration of the dampness in the mountains." Uncle Ji, how far is it from the convoy? The prince's injury cannot be delayed. ”

Ji Xianzhi listened to her apologetic tone, and the blame and displeasure in his stomach gradually suppressed, he looked up at the dark sky, and replied, "It's not far, young lady and follow." It's dark, don't go far. ”

The two of them rushed all the way to the convoy down the mountain.

At this time, Qian Shan, Mu Yun and Lu Xun, who were at the foot of the mountain, were already so anxious that they stomped their feet, and they couldn't wait to leave the convoy to find the two of them. Just when several people were about to clash again because of this, Ji Xianzhi rushed down with the unconscious Ning Nan on his back, and shouted at Lu Xun who was not far away, "Quickly summon Sun Yiling!" ”

Lu Xun looked at it, and saw that his lord was hanging motionless on Ji Xianzhi's body, his breath was dying, and the anger in his brain rushed out, and he was about to get angry at Jiang Chengjia who followed behind, but he was glared at by Ji Xianzhi fiercely and gave him a warning. Lu Xun forcibly suppressed the annoyance in his heart, but he still glared at Jiang Chengjia uncontrollably, turned his steps, and hurriedly went to find Sun Qi.

Jiang Chengjia's current thoughts were all on Ning Nan's worries, and he had no time to take care of Lu Xun's hostility towards him. Ji Xianzhi carefully carried Ning Nan on the carriage and flattened it, and then instructed a few servants to boil hot water. She got into the car, stayed by Ning Nan's side, soaked the silk scarf with cold water, and put it on his forehead to cool him down.

Ning Nan was so worried that a light red crept all over his cheeks. The heat all over his body made him subconsciously pull his robe, frowning tightly, extremely uncomfortable. Seeing this, Jiang Chengjia hurriedly took off his robe for him. He was covered with pain, and he was very uncomfortable leaning on the wooden couch, tossing and turning without stopping. Jiang Chengjia hurriedly sat down again, let him sleep on his lap, and pulled the flannel cloth and padded it under him. There was a soft body under her, which made Ning Nan's tearing pain in the wound a little better, and then she calmed down, leaned on her legs, and fell into a deep sleep.

She moved the copper basin to her side with some difficulty, and kept changing the hot silk scarf on Ning Nan's forehead. I don't know how many times I have changed this back and forth, but Ning Nan's worry burns without the slightest intention of retreating. Jiang Chengjia couldn't help but be irritable, lifted the curtain and hurriedly shouted outside, "What about Sun Yiling?" Why haven't you come yet? Uncle Ji! ”

"Madame! The next official is here, and the lady is not in a hurry. Sun Qi's voice came from not far away. Jiang Chengjia breathed a sigh of relief, lowered the car curtain, and stared at Ning Nan, who was sleeping, frowning, and the more unbearable guilt became in his heart.

Sun Qi stood in front of the lattice window and asked carefully, "I also ask Mrs. Hou to help the prince and the marquis up, and stretch her hand out of the window, so that the lower officials can take the pulse..."

Jiang Chengjia frowned, dragged Ning Nanwu's back with both hands, moved lightly, and stretched his hand out of the lattice window. There is a difference between men and women, she is sitting in the car, Sun Qi naturally can't go to the horse to worry about Ning Nan's diagnosis and treatment, so he can only be diagnosed and treated through the window.

Sun Qi took his pulse, and his face gradually became heavy. Jiang Chengjiahou was in the car, and he didn't hear any movement for a long time, so he asked anxiously, "Sun Yiling, how is the pulse of the prince?" ”

"Madame, the pulse of the prince is very unstable." Sun Qi withdrew his pulse, and gently sent Ning Nanwu's arm into the lattice window, before he said formally, "The prince was originally a flesh wound, and the sword pierced into the flesh, but it did not hurt the muscles and bones. At the time of Quanling, I had already treated the wounds of the prince, cleaned the carrion, burned the silver needles, and stitched up the wounds. However, the prince has not had a good rest after the injury, and he is overworked, resulting in cold wound infection, and the four veins are sluggish, so that at this moment, the wound becomes pus and ulcers, and the whole body is hot. The lower official immediately decocted the medicine for the deputy heat dissipation of the prince, and when he took the medicine, the lower official needed... Re-remove the wounds and carrion for the prince. ”

"Why are you hesitating?" Jiang Chengjia heard the faint uneasiness between his words and asked. 360 Literature Network

"The lower official dared to ask, can the prince and marquis not stop bleeding at this time?"

Jiang Chengjia stared at Ning Nan's blood-stained underwear, and replied more and more uncomfortably, "Yes." ”

"The prince rode his horse at a gallop, and was affected by the violent turbulence, and his wound was broken. This phenomenon is more dangerous than the initial injury, the wound produces ulcers, and the ulcers continue to flow out, hindering the healing of the skin and flesh, and if it continues to be serious, it is very likely to ulcerate the whole body and die of high fever. Sun Qi probed this pulse, his face sank and sank, and he trembled even more. The Son of Heaven ordered him to take good care of the Marquis of Huaiyin, if the Marquis of Huaiyin died at his hands because of his poor medical skills, then this would be a great crime.

He wiped the cold sweat that frequently broke out on his forehead, swallowed and continued, "Madam, the lower official still needs to burn the prince's wounds with fire again to stop the bleeding and disperse the poison. ”

Jiang Chengjia was irritable, and seeing that Ning Nan was so tormented and uncomfortable, he was like sitting on pins and needles, and said hurriedly, "Don't talk nonsense, how to do it, the medical order will be dealt with for the prince and the prince quickly." ”

Sun Yiling was so frightened by her hurried and angry voice that he knelt on the ground, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and said tremblingly, "Madam, don't worry, this is on the mountainside, and the carriage is not closed, and it is not suitable for burning with knives and fires." ”

She lost her patience and said anxiously, "Then go to Linhe quickly, don't delay any longer." Uncle Ji! Let's get ready and go! ”

Ji Xianzhi had been listening to Ning Nan's situation by Sun Qi's side, and his heart was also anxious, and when he heard Jiang Chengjia give such an order, he responded, "Huh." ”

The convoy hurried on the road, rushed to Linhe, ran around all night, and finally arrived at the capital before dawn.

The group hurriedly entered Linhe's post house, and after placing Ning Nan worried, they all hurriedly prepared things.

Jiang Chengjia took off his robe for Ning Nanwu, closed the house tightly, and waited for Sun Qi and Ji Xianzhi to prepare the burning items.

After a moment of anxiety, Ji Xianzhi led the charcoal stove, and dragged a pitch-black iron into the house with his other hand.

Sun Qi wiped the sweat all over his head, took the iron soldering in Ji Xianzhi's hand, cleaned and wiped it with hot water, and then placed it on the charcoal stove to bake. After preparing all this, he took out the cloth bag of the medical roll he carried with him, picked out a small scimitar, wiped it carefully, baked it with a blazing fire, and then came to Ning Nan's bed, ready to remove the rotten flesh for him.

Sun Qi knelt in front of the couch, his face was tense, staring at Jiang Chengjia and said seriously, "When the prince removed the rotten flesh before, he just stripped off the top layer of fine skin and rotten flesh. But this time, the wound of the prince festered too quickly, and the carrion was redundant, and it needed to be removed in a large area. When it was removed, the pain must have been unbearable, and he asked his wife and Lord Ji to control the prince on behalf of the officials, so as not to make him move. ”

Jiang Chengjia tensed his nerves, nodded solemnly at Sun Qi and said, "I know, please rest assured." ”

Ji Xianzhi stood at the other end of the couch, clasped Ning Nan's legs, glanced at Jiang Chengjia, and bowed his head at the same time.

Sun Qi buckled the wooden handle of the knife, tied his arms and rolled up his sleeves, and slowly moved the tip of the knife to Ning Nanwu's wound.

At this time, the scarlet wound on Ning Nan's chest, the dark yellow sore juice and the thick and bright red blood water fused together, and continued to emerge from the cracks of the wound, and the two pieces of flesh separated by the knife had become a dull rotten color, exuding a fishy smell.

Sun Qi tightened his eyebrows, held his breath in his heart, and stabbed the knife into Ning Nan's wound.

Ning Nan, who was in the chaos and unbearable heat, didn't know himself in a confused fog dream, and somewhere, suddenly felt a fierce hot stinging pain in his chest, and his handsome face was immediately wrinkled. But he clamed his teeth and refused to scream.

Jiang Mengluo held his hand and pressed his shoulder hard. She could feel all his trembling and restraint, so her heart was unbearable, and her eyes were slightly red.

The knife went deeper, and Ning Nan let out a muffled roar of pain, and there was a "gurgling" sound between his teeth and lips.

She hugged him in a panic and kept comforting, "Erlang... Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. I am here. ”