In ancient times, the medical conditions were poor, the wound was easily inserate, and there were no antibiotics or anti-inflammatory drugs such as penicillin, and the doctor did not know how to debride and suture, so he generally only treated with acupuncture and decoction, so how could he be cured well.

Don't look at it as a small arrow wound, it took the lives of many soldiers in ancient times.

Even Liu Bang, the ancient ancestor of the Han Dynasty, and Zhao Guangyi, Taizong of the Song Dynasty, died of arrow wounds, not to mention ordinary people.

There are all kinds of medicines in her medical system, as well as blood bags and all kinds of scalpels, if she plays, this Mozhu may be saved.

However, when she thought that Mo Zhu was Mo Li's younger brother, she didn't want to save him.

She didn't forget that when she was beaten, Mo Li was on the side as an overseer.

However, at the thought that this was a human life, her heart ached faintly.

She is a doctor, she was born with the sentiment of curing diseases and saving people, she never sees death without saving, as soon as she sees someone sick, she wants to heal people, otherwise, she will have a troubled conscience.

Thinking of this, she said to Feng'er: "Feng'er, you help me up, I'm going to see Mozhu." ”

"Niangniang, the prince gave you a grounding order, not allowing you to walk out of the Scarlet Moon Pavilion, if you go, he will be angry." Feng'er was a little worried.

It's okay if you don't meet the prince outside, but when you run into him, it's difficult.

Yun Ruoyue narrowed her eyes: "It's okay, you help me over first, I have my own way." ”

"Okay, Mozhu used to be very kind, and he was one of the few people who didn't bully his mother, so we should give him a ride." After Feng'er finished speaking, she helped Yun Ruoyue out of bed.

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Outside Qingzhu Garden, a large group of house slaves and guards had already arrived at this time.

Mo Li led a group of guards to stand there, anxiously waiting for the doctor's results.

In Mozhu's room, the imperial physician in the palace was taking Mozhu's pulse, and the imperial physician shook his head and sighed while taking the pulse.

In the end, he walked out helplessly with his hands behind his back.

"Imperial Doctor, may I ask how my brother is, is he still saved?" Mo Li greeted him anxiously.

Imperial Physician Wang sighed heavily and said: "The medicine stone is spiritless, the medicine stone is spiritless, the old man has tried his best, the arrow in his body can't be pulled out, even if Hua Tuo is alive, he can't be saved, the old man feels that he can't survive tonight, you all go to see him, and then prepare for him, right?" ”

"Imperial Doctor, I'm just such a younger brother, we have no father or mother since we were children, we depend on each other for our lives, I beg you to save him, as long as you can save him, you can do whatever you want me to do." Mo Li's eyes were red, and the pain was like a knife, tearing his heart and lungs.

"It's useless, it's useless for so many doctors to see it, you don't have to struggle anymore, okay, the old man is going back to the palace."

"Imperial Doctor, are you really not looking at my brother anymore?" Mo took a step forward and grabbed Imperial Physician Wang's clothes, all his hopes were in Imperial Physician, as soon as Imperial Physician left, it meant that Mo Zhu was really not good.

He was afraid of losing Mozhu, and he was so scared that he trembled and was riddled with holes.

Imperial Physician Wang impatiently slapped off Mo Li's hand, "Mo guard, please respect yourself, don't pester the old man anymore." ”

"Imperial Physician Wang, I know that you are a famous doctor in the palace, and you also came to treat Mozhu for the sake of the prince's face, I don't believe that Mozhu will die, can you show him again?" Maybe there will be salvation? When Mo Li said this, he suddenly knelt heavily in front of the imperial doctor.

He knelt very straight, his back was bleak, his face was tense, his red eyes were full of heartache and sadness, the man didn't flick when he had tears, just because he didn't get to the sad place, the man had gold under his knees, only kneeling in the sky and his parents, for Mozhu, he was willing to do anything.