After the beginning of winter, the first snow has not fallen. It's a lot colder. The regent palace sent a new mink coat to the king and the lord of Shaohua, which was soft and just enough to keep out the cold. Sent from Jin Sui, there are more and more frequent edicts.

The king refused to return to the palace, but few people could see him in the palace every day. I heard that the water and soil are not adapted, and I have been resting in the Cuiluan Palace.

Which water and soil can not adapt to three months?

Not only Lu Tao, but also the people in the city began to doubt the intentions of this county lord.

It was not a trivial matter to talk about the city lord in vain, so the crowd only dared to whisper and secretly watch the movement.

Jin Sui has done enough drama in the palace, since Luohe returns to the king that he is not suitable for water and soil and needs to recuperate for a few days before he can return to the capital, she transferred the three best imperial doctors in the palace this time.

One of them, naturally, is the Queen Mother.

When the three of them knocked on the door of the Wushi Palace, they brought a new edict by the way.

This time it's not for Si Zheng, but for Jiang Linglong herself.

The content is known with the toes, and it is for the county lord to properly arrange to bring the king back to the palace. It's just that the deadline is set in a hurry, within three days.

Coincidentally, three days later was the day when Si Zheng fought for his life.

She respectfully accepted the edict, and kindly asked people to pack up the Qingjin Palace, which was farthest away from the dormitory, and gave the three imperial doctors a temporary residence to rest for a while, and then blatantly ignored the edict.

And the imperial doctors, don't think about entering the door of the Cuiluan Palace.

This is equivalent to a "short rest" under house arrest, which naturally forced the three imperial doctors to have no way to advance or retreat, and they were angry for a while.

Three days later, in the early morning, Jiang Linglong and Si Zheng were laughing and preparing for the preoperative examination, she was afraid that the child would be afraid, so she deliberately teased him with words. Si Zheng was hungry early in the morning because of the preoperative fasting, and his stomach rumbled in protest.

"When you get up from sleep, it's as delicious as usual." She put the little jade rabbit next to Si Zheng's pillow, and it happened that He Youran came over with Changliu.

They need Changliu to help on the side, to make up for the possible neglect of Jiang Linglong and He Youran, and to concentrate on one thing, that is, the hourglass time on the side to hold the heart rate of the little grape, no matter what happens around her, she only needs to focus on this.

Orange Moon couldn't see these bloody scenes, so she was transferred to wait outside, standing by in place.

He leisurely prepared the stall, she was already pushing the needle for Si Zheng.

Soon the anesthesia took effect, he fell into a deep sleep, and He Youran happened to be ready.

Changliu knelt on the other side of the bed, probing Si Zheng's heart.

"The slowness hasn't changed." She reported to the two men who had washed half of their arms with soaphorn and sulfur, and who were burning knives at the moment, "Seventy-five times now." With that, she reset the hourglass and began to count the new round.

Even if he knew that King Gu was not the first person to be treated by He Youran's abdominal section, when Changliu saw the scene of a small knife cutting through the skin of his young son and probing the knife down layer by layer, he was still stunned in place.

"Long willow, count." Jiang Linglong reminded He leisurely while handing the knife to He. Her voice was very sensible, not even warm, and terrifyingly calm. But sweat grew on his forehead.

"Ah, yes, I'm sorry." Changliu didn't turn his head to avoid his gaze from bumping into this overly realistic disembowelment and bloody hands, but he didn't want the blood from Si Zheng's wound to have flowed down, soaking the mattress and spilling over her kneeling lap.

The beads of sweat on He Youran's forehead were denser than Jiang Linglong's. There is a difference between a knife on a living person and a dead person. The warm blood gave the pressure of his life, and the beating veins added to the difficulty of exploring his abdomen.

Fortunately, in ancient times, there was a precedent of exchanging reed poles for blood, Si Zheng was hanging a cowhide blood bag on his head, and Jiang Linglong reached out to pinch it from time to time to confirm the balance inside. There are seven such blood bags, which is the limit of what can be made. Si Zheng suffered a lot before the operation.

He Youran's hand was very steady, and when he lifted the knife, Jiang Linglong immediately stretched the wound wide, and the two of them saw the stomach bag beating at the same time.

It was only then that he realized the benefits of "muscle memory". Flustered but steady, not familiar.

"Report-" Zhang Qiming's voice sounded outside the hall, and he knew that the situation was urgent when he listened to the timbre. He hurriedly avoided Orange Moon and pushed the door in, "Jin Sui has come with a demon army, and it has already arrived in the city-" but was so frightened by the scene in front of him that he swallowed his words.

It was impossible to assemble a large army in three days. At a glance, you can see that it is still ready to go, waiting for the time to be ripe today.

"Are you trying to subdue me?" Jiang Linglong's eyes did not leave He Youran and Si Zheng for a moment, and turned her back to Zhang Qiming, and she couldn't explain the real magical scene in front of her.

Zhang Qiming gasped intently. Especially when he saw that it was King Gu who was lying in a pool of blood on the bed.

"What are you doing?" He snorted.

"Save people." Jiang Linglong was concise and to the point.

Cut the stomach with a knife to save someone? Why don't you let the Imperial Doctor come? Do you have to make this scene bloody, like a small slaughterhouse?

"Something Happens." Jiang Linglong said coldly, and her attention never shifted for a moment.

"There was a decree in the palace, saying that the county lord was disrespectful to his ministers, and he committed the following crimes, plotted rebellion, and sent a special demon army to surrender...... You. ”

"How far have the soldiers come to the city? How many people came? ”

"About 3,000 people, they have crossed the Luo River, waiting for the Luo River army to open the door."

Only 3,000 people? That's right, killing her, a demon girl, should be the desire of the people. Those princes and ministers who were far away in Jinsui must have thought so. It is also a skill to be able to make up 3,000 soldiers and horses under Si Qin's nose.

"Leisurely, here." From her point of view, she happened to see the artificial tumor that could not be digested and absorbed, and grew in the abdomen. She handed over tweezers and a small spatula.

None of the three people in the hall who were slaughtering people reacted to the emergency report of the military situation, especially the doctor He Youran, who even gave birth to a realm of ignoring what was going on outside the window and only taking what was in the belly.

"Zhang Qiming." Jiang Linglong turned his back to him and ordered, "Those three thousand soldiers are also Gu Gang people, don't kill or injure, you want to find a way to delay the warning, the principle is not to open the city gate." Don't lead to civil unrest. She paused, "I need at least an hour." ”

Zhang Qiming was stunned at first, but after a moment, his eyes flashed, he saluted, replied with a "order" and retreated.

He was hearsay, but now he saw it with his own eyes, but he didn't doubt it at all. He patted his head while rushing to the city tower, I really don't know what's wrong, seeing such a scene in the Cuiluan Palace, can he still obey the order, will he really be cured by the demon girl? He marches and fights mostly by intuition, and his head really doesn't have the aura of others. At that moment, for some reason, he felt that Jiang Linglong was right, and after receiving the order, he felt a lot more at ease.

The master wants to save people's lives by not being disturbed for an hour.

How could he, the captain of the city guard, not obey it?

Zhang Qiming no longer thought about it, and the two strands were clamped, and the horse was whipped quickly, and the dust came out. When they arrived at the south gate, they saw that the demon army had already entered the city in formation and rushed to the top of the mountain.

"Who opened the city gate without my order!" He yelled angrily.

"I drove it." The person behind him was unhurried, cold-spoken, and outspoken.

Zhang Qiming turned his head angrily, but saw Lu Tao's voice clear in the hurried marching steps of the Demon Army, with a light smile on his face, and ice in his eyes.