Judging from the number of silver needles on Zhang Ru's body, it has far exceeded the limit of Lao Li Tou's medical skills, and there are more than one hundred and thirty silver needles on his body.

Lao Li didn't care about the dense beads of sweat on his forehead, and only cared about sticking needles into Zhang Ru's body.

He is now using dead horses as live horse doctors, which is really no way out.

Wuxiang glanced at Lao Li, who was pricking the needle, and then rushed over with an arrow step, grabbed Zhang Ru's wrist, and several silver needles on his wrist were also pulled out by him.

When Lao Li saw it, anger suddenly surged into his heart, and he was about to open his mouth to reprimand, but he saw Wuxiang stretch out two fingers and began to take Zhang Ru's pulse.

He swallowed back the swear words that came to his lips, and then looked at Wuxiang suspiciously.

After about ten breaths, Wuxiang put down Zhang Ru's hand, sighed, and said in a deep voice: "There is too much blood loss, the muscles and veins are not smooth, the internal injuries are serious, and there is no way to return to heaven." ”

Fan Wuyi chuckled in his heart, and said hurriedly: "Is it really hopeless?" ”

He shook his head noncommittally, turned to look at Zhu Youjiao, and after staring for a while, the old monk suddenly made a move and slapped Zhu Youzhu on the back.

His speed was so fast that Chu Hong didn't even have time to react, and a slap was already imprinted on the emperor's back.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood came out and landed less than five feet in front of him.

If you look closely, the bruise is black and purple, and it has basically coagulated into a mass, and if you don't look closely, you think it's a piece of internal organs.

The emperor's complexion changed leisurely like gold paper, although it was not white and red, but it was also ruddy.

The eyes that were originally open were closed, and the body was lying on the chair with a slight heaving chest.

Chu Hong, who was the most anxious, was angry, tiptoeed, and flew towards Wuxiang, his hands in the shape of claws.

Fan Wuyi shouted angrily: "Chu Hong old dog, you dare!" ”

The other two were also surprised by Chu Hong's actions, after all, they could see that the Wuxiang monk was not going to do anything to the emperor.

If he really wanted to make a move, at such a close distance, the three of them didn't have any time to react, and Wuxiang could completely break the emperor's neck.

Only Wuxiang's face was full of sadness and joy, and when the pair of claws arrived in front of him, he gently turned to the left, and his soft and broad hand grabbed Chu Hong's wrist and shook it seemingly casually.

Chu Hong, who was extraordinary, was thrown by him like this, and he hit the wall in the distance directly.

He tried several times to get up without success, until Xu Hai and Hu Tou helped him up, and his legs were still weak.

Fan Wuyi breathed a sigh of relief: "It seems that you old guy is cultivating in Wutai Mountain, but you haven't let go of your kung fu." Just this hand, I don't know if I have the confidence to take you down. ”

Wuxiang swept away the dust on the monk's robe, and said lightly: "Within three hundred moves, it is difficult to distinguish between victory and defeat, and after three hundred moves, you are not my opponent." ”

Fan Wuyi looked at Wuxiang with provocative eyes: "What a big breath, do you want to practice?" ”

Hu Tou hurriedly said: "Fan Wuyi, can you be a little measured in this dead old man, where is the time to be angry." ”

After speaking, he turned to Wuxiang and bent down: "Master don't be surprised, my brother is reckless by nature, I don't know the master's kindness, and I invite Master Haihan." Dare to ask the master, now His Majesty's body bones"

Wuxiang waved his hand and said, "It's okay, the old man won't mind." His Majesty's health is no longer in serious trouble, but after His Majesty wakes up, it is best not to let His Majesty stay in the East Warm Pavilion any longer. The old man is afraid that His Majesty will touch the scene and hurt the situation, and when the time comes, he will be depressed again, and he will be the old man, and he will not be able to return to the sky. ”

"That" Hu Tou looked at Zhu Youzhu in the chair with some embarrassment.

No matter what the other party said, it was what the other party said, and now that Zhu Youzhu is also lying down, this news is much more worrying to them than the news that Zhang Ru is lying down.

Who knows if Zhu Youzhu will be like Zhang Ru, just lying down and not waking up?

Wuxiang seemed to know what he meant, and immediately said, "It's okay, Your Majesty is too tired now, and you need to sleep to recover." After Your Majesty wakes up, you prepare some old ginseng for him, Your Majesty has not slept for the past few days, and he is really tired. However, you can't use too much, the deficiency is not replenished, and it is not good for the body.

Before His Majesty wakes up, Lao Gao will not leave, and after His Majesty is fine, Lao Gao will leave the palace. ”

After hearing this, a few people took a reassuring pill, what they were most afraid of was that this old monk was talking nonsense, in case the emperor had three long and two short, they would really not have the face to see Emperor Xianzong under Jiuquan.

In the Dongnuan Pavilion, calm was restored at once, and several old men sat in different directions, quietly waiting for the emperor to wake up.

Hu Tou and Xu Hai looked at Wuxiang with a wary expression, while Chu Hong looked at the emperor with a nervous expression.

As long as the emperor is silent, they will immediately take down this demon monk. They don't care whether they are the opponents of the old monks, even if they die, they must give an explanation to the civil and military officials and the Ming Dynasty.

Fan Wuyi poked the monk Wuxiang with his elbow from time to time, hoping that the other party could talk to him.

This old man is used to being free, usually in the Dingbian Hou Mansion, as long as Zhang Ru has nothing to let him do, he will always take a gourd and a small wine to play slowly alone. Now let him sit in this somewhat dull Dongnuan Pavilion, he is naturally unwilling.

It's a pity that the monk Wuxiang didn't mean to ignore Fan Wuyi at all, and let him do any small actions, he didn't say a word, and read the scriptures in his mouth that he didn't understand at all.

During this period, Hu Tou and others asked Zhang Ru to be carried out of Dongnuan Pavilion, and it seemed that if there was no phase, they still took it to heart.

Soon, the long night passed, and Zhu Youzhu still showed no signs of waking up except for breathing more steadily.

Zhang Yaoyao, who was full of sadness, took ginseng soup from the imperial dining room early in the morning after a simple dressing, however, when this woman from the world of mothers walked to the Dongnuan Pavilion, she was stopped by two expressionless guards at the door.

The guards do not belong to the palace guards, all of them are castrated, and unlike the people in Dongchang, their master is a member of the Nine Guards of Tianmen.

In this world, in addition to obeying the master's orders, the emperor's words can move them, and other people, even the empress, cannot order them to do something.

Zhang Yaoyao was stunned and said angrily: "What do you mean by this? ”

The two guards just stretched out their hands to stop them, and they didn't speak, looking into the distance, and they didn't pay attention to the queen mother at all.

Hu Tou, who had woken up very early, tiptoed to the door, opened the door and closed it gently, and then said to Zhang Yaoyao apologetically: "Niangniang, forgive me, Your Majesty is resting, please don't disturb Niangniang." ”