All the fruits given by Chen Fei had been fed to Li Mingda, and everyone in the room almost forgot to breathe, and they all stared at Li Mingda without blinking, hoping that a miracle would happen.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...... One point, two points, three points....... A full stick of incense has passed, the miracle that everyone was looking forward to has not happened, Li Mingda's face is still sallow and white, without a trace of blood, everyone can't help but slowly turn from expectation to disappointment.

Li Shimin sat paralyzed on the ground, covering his face and sobbing constantly. Rong Ma has been a lifelong Khan, and the heavenly khan who has been respected by all countries is crying like a child at the moment.

Sun Simiao stepped forward to open Li Mingda's eyes, checked her tongue coating again, and finally checked her pulse, then shook her head and sighed gently. It seems that he still has set his expectations too high, although these strange fruits are not poison, but they don't seem to be of any use to Li Mingda's condition, they are still the same, and they are even weaker than at the beginning.

Sun Simiao can't take care of a lot, and now, only by letting go and fighting will he have a chance.

He told Li Shimin about everything, including the probability of success, and what sequelae would be left after successfully recovering his life.........

Sun Simiao worked hard to save people from what he had learned all his life in the house, and Chen Fei stood restless outside the palace. To be honest, he is quite unsure about whether he can save Li Mingda.

Theoretically speaking, [Lucky Fruit] + [Physique Enhancement Fruit] + Sun Simiao's super high medical skills have a chance for Li Mingda to pick up a life, but this is only theoretical.

[Lucky fruit] is used in the casino, which is simply a gambling saint apparition, a bet on a quasi, and earn laughter. But it's hard to say whether the [Lucky Fruit] can be used to save people, and Chen Fei is not sure if this fruit has such an anti-heaven effect, he only hopes that the two fruits together can be exchanged for a miracle!

He prayed only outside the palace.

Time passed minute by minute, and there was no news from the palace, which was both a good thing and a bad thing for Chen Fei.

There is no news that Li Mingda is okay and should still be being treated, but [Lucky Fruit] has a time limit, and it is only an hour in effect, and most of it has passed, and the longer it drags on, the more unfavorable it is!

"Oops! The old man didn't feed the princess the fruit, did he? Oh, my God! If this is the case, it will be really more auspicious. Chen Fei felt extremely worried, and became more and more entangled in the cold wind.

In fact, Sun Simiao is not as pedantic as Chen Fei thinks, and many of his acting styles are far bolder than Chen Fei imagined.

At this moment, he has already inserted silver needles in Li Mingda's important degree, especially between the heart and lungs, and Li Shimin's eyelids jumped without a single needle.

The so-called piercing in the daughter's body hurts the father's heart, which is probably this mood.

Now there is no other good way, only to let Sun Simiao sit for one last attempt.

What is disappointing is that after Sun Simiao finished a set of needles, Li Mingda did not react, and was still lying on the bed with a pale face as before, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Cold sweat slipped down Sun Simiao's forehead in an instant. This is the most risky and rewarding method at the moment, and if there is no improvement in the slightest, then he really has no choice.

He waited for a while, and seeing that Li Mingda still didn't have any complexion, he could only helplessly take off the silver needle, and he was at a loss for the condition.

When Li Shimin saw Sun Simiao take off the silver needle, he thought that his condition had improved, and hurriedly stepped forward to ask, but he was completely disappointed in Sun Simiao's shaking head, and his heart ached when he looked at his daughter who was breathing weakly on the bed.

"Mingda, my good daughter, are you really so ruthless? Father... My father still wants to see you smile, he wants to build blocks with you, and he wants to see the day you get married, why are you... How can you ......?"

Suddenly, Li Shimin's eyes shrank, and he almost collapsed and stretched out his hand to Li Mingda's nose, because he found that Li Mingda's little hands were cold, and there were still faint ups and downs in his chest, but now... It's stopped too!

"No... No more breathing! Li Shimin muttered softly, then turned around sharply, grabbed Sun Simiao's collar and shouted, "Old Divine Doctor!" The little son is not breathing! What's going on? Isn't there still a certainty? What's going on? ”

The roar added silence to the room.

The silence made Li Shimin completely desperate, let go of the hand that grabbed Sun Simiao, couldn't hold back his emotions anymore, hugged his head and cried. "Mingda! My daughter! The old doctor saves my daughter, I can give you whatever you want! ”

Sun Simiao stepped forward to take a closer look, and finally shook his head helplessly, and pronounced Li Mingda's death.

The people around him knelt on the ground and begged His Majesty to mourn. The funny thing is that the white-haired person sends the black-haired person, how can that kind of sad mood be controlled by a sentence of "festival mourning"?

The Son of Heaven was sad, and those present didn't know how many people would be implicated, except for Sun Simiao, who fell into self-blame, the rest of the people were very worried about their next fate.

Li Shimin cried for a while, and in the room, only his sad voice echoed. Suddenly, a crisp female voice broke the sadness. Li Shimin only felt that his hand was grabbed by a pair of cool little hands.

"Father... Why are you crying? Mingda doesn't want his father to cry. ”

Li Shimin's crying suddenly froze, and he turned his head in disbelief, Li Mingda was lying on the bed, her big eyes opened, looking at him with tears in her eyes, and her little hands also grabbed her hand tightly.

"Ming... Informed? This... That's not true, is it? I'm not dreaming, am I? Li Shimin could hardly believe his eyes. How can a person who is obviously not breathing come back to life? Is it a fantasy? He was afraid that it was just a hallucination that he missed Li Mingda too much, and it disappeared as soon as he closed his eyes.

"Father, what's wrong with you? Mingda feels so uncomfortable, so cold. Li Mingda shrank his body, and his little hands grasped tighter.

Although her hands were cold, Li Shimin gradually felt the temperature slowly coming from her hands, seemingly... Not an illusion!

Sun Simiao immediately got up, came to Li Mingda's side, and muttered to himself after investigating her, "This... That's impossible... It's amazing! How could such a thing be? Just now... I didn't have my breath or my heartbeat just now, but now... Now I'm alive! What a miracle! It's a miracle! God bless the princess! ”

"Really alive?" Li Shimin gave himself a look and laughed happily after confirming that he was not dreaming. "Hahahaha! I knew that my daughter Hongfu Qitian could die like this! Hahahaha! ”

Li Mingda didn't understand why his father, who was usually serious, was crazy in front of her today, so he covered himself in the quilt in fear, and whispered: "Father, Mingda is cold and wants to drink hot water." ”

Li Shimin hurriedly turned around and shouted, "Someone! Go pour hot water! After a pause, he added: "Take another quilt and cover the little princess!" ”

He was still not at ease, so he asked Sun Simiao to take a look at Li Mingda again, and in Sun Simiao's exclamation, he completely smiled, grabbed Li Mingda's little hand, wiped away his tears and smiled: "Little son is not afraid, my father is with you, and your illness will be cured soon." ”

"Yes." Li Mingda nodded lightly and said with a smile: "Mingda feels much more relaxed!" It seems that the pain is gone all of a sudden! ”

(End of chapter)