The cry of the concubine stopped abruptly, the emperor is ...... Scold?

"As the biological mother of the prince, you can't even look at a child, and you still have the face to cry?" Song Xuanqing drank angrily, turned around and walked towards the bed.

Song Xuanqing stood there, looking at his son on the bed, and said that it was false not to feel distressed, after all, it was his own blood and bones, and he was quite pleasing to himself.

"How?" Song Xuanqing asked.

The head of the courtyard knelt on the ground, "Your Majesty, the second prince is not lightly injured, has lost too much blood, and ...... If it hurts the brain, it is impossible to determine whether it is good or bad. ”

"I want results, not this nonsense!" Song Xuanqing's face darkened.

The head of the hospital hurriedly said, "It needs to be taken internally and externally, it is not difficult to stop bleeding, but the difficulty is the congestion in the brain, which is the most important thing." ”

"Bruising?" Gu Baiyi hesitated, "This is difficult!" ”

Concubine Si gritted her back teeth, "He'er slipped down the rockery for no reason, and suffered such a big crime, the concubine's heart is like a knife, if He'er really has three longs and two shorts, the concubine will also go with him, what else do you want to do with this life?" ”

"Nonsense!" Song Xuanqing scolded, "When is this going on, do you want to die or live?" ”

The head of the hospital thought again and again, "Your Majesty, in fact, there is a method, which was left by a miracle doctor back then, and it is said that it is to use the blood of parents and children as medicine, which can not only make up for the blood deficiency, but also allow the medicinal properties to better penetrate into the texture and integrate the internal organs." If you add a silver needle, the bruise will slowly come out, but it's just ......"

"Then use the concubine's!" Gu Baiyi said.

The concubine was shocked and used blood to ......

"Doctor Tai, how sure are you of this method?" Concubine Xi's voice trembled slightly, "How much blood do you need?" ”

Song Xuanqing frowned.

"If you go back to the concubine Niangniang, it is difficult to be sure, you can only try to use this method first, after all, the second prince is delicate, and he has to come little by little, and it is the safest to take blood from his fingertips." The head of the courtyard saluted, "Other methods are too slow to work, but this method is the fastest to work." ”

Concubine Xi hesitated, "Do you have to be close to each other?" ”

"The emperor is the Son of Heaven, how can he damage the dragon body, he can only ...... from you, the concubine Niangniang" The meaning of the head of the courtyard is so obvious.

The emperor can't move, so he can only move the concubine.

So, in a few moments, a sharp scream sounded in the dormitory.

The tip of the needle is pierced on the fingertip, the bleeding is less, the healing is fast, there are dozens of silver needles, the needles have to be stained with blood, the blood is used as a medicine guide, and the tip of the needle is contaminated with blood for diversion. Before receiving the fifth needle, Concubine Xi fell to the ground as soon as her eyes were closed.

"Oops, hey......" the doctors exclaimed.

Song Xuanqing's face darkened, "Lift it down, carry it down, try it!" ”

"Your Majesty, you are the Supreme of the Ninth Five-Year Plan, how dare the ministers ......"

"Less nonsense, top first, the child matters!" Song Xuanqing is thinking about the child after all, after all, it is the blood of the Song family, and it is his Song Xuanqing's species, if his mother is useless, can he not be a father?

Who knows, this drop of blood will go down......

The doctors all looked at each other around the cups, and they didn't dare to say anything for a long time.

"What's wrong?" Gu Baiyi frowned, "Is it not okay?" Or is something wrong? ”

The head of the courtyard trembled, knelt on the ground, and held the cup high with both hands, "Your Majesty, this is ...... This ......"

No one dares to say what kind of problem this is!

Song Xuanqing frowned, slowly got up and walked forward, until he stood in front of the head of the courtyard, looked down at the two drops of blood in the cup, and in an instant, his face was like a dyeing workshop, and the colors were extremely colorful.

"Huh!" Song Xuanqing gritted his back molars, "Heh, it's really good!" Attaboy! ”