Not long after, most of the acupuncture points on the little boy's body were already vertically needled.

Hemostatic medicine, heart protection pill, spiritual spring water, plus the effect of acupuncture, the breath of the little boy is finally hanging.

"After everyone has withdrawn from the tent, no one is allowed to disturb them without my words." Bai Ling decided to take the risk.

It is inconvenient to enter the space, but there are no outsiders, and it is much easier to access the things in the space.

Nian Xia and Jian Qiu each held a corner, looking around vigilantly, focusing on guarding against the people of the Right Prime Minister's Mansion.

Although Mrs. Right Prime Minister said that the people she brought were there to help, but after the little boy was carried over, everyone moved closer to this side without a trace.

Once someone rushes in, it is very likely to cause the little boy to die on the spot.

Although when Bai Ling was treated, people only had one breath left, but at that time, who would be reasonable?

Everyone understands this, but they can't say it.

Half an hour passed, the people outside were waiting in a hurry, and Bai Ling, who was doing the operation, was also tired and about to collapse.

Bai Ling hadn't eaten for a whole day, just took the time to drink spiritual spring water to maintain his strength.

However, surgery is different from other things, Bai Ling needs a high degree of concentration, the brain has to run non-stop, and it is a tense mental state, how can he not be tired?

"What the hell is wrong with my son? The princess doesn't let anyone in, shouldn't it be ......" Mrs. Right didn't dare to finish her words, at this moment she was already at the point of collapse, thinking of that possibility, she was about to rush in.

Jian Qiu's long sword was unsheathed, stopped in front of Mrs. Youxiang, and said coldly: "I don't want the little prince to have anything to do, Madame had better keep quiet, and want to go in, unless you win the sword in my hand!" ”

"!" Mrs. Right Prime Minister was in a hurry, and scolded, where do you remember to maintain her image as a noble lady, "If you dare to block the way, Mrs. Ben will let people arrest you and sell you to the kiln!" ”

"What is the heart of the princess of the Han Palace? Saving people doesn't allow me, a mother, to watch, but let the maid sword face each other? Is it possible, if you want to hurt my son? ”

Although Mrs. Right wanted to rush in, the maid who came with her, how dare she take the risk, and they stopped her one after another.

Jian Qiu always stopped there, not seeing any movement, but he didn't back down.

After about a stick of incense, Bai Ling's voice finally came.

"I'm going to have sutures, and I'm going to have someone come in and give me a hand right away." Bai Ling's words are like the sound of heaven.

Jian Qiu put away her long sword, she was also afraid that the sword would have no eyes.

Once you hurt Mrs. Youxiang, even if it is to save people, you have to give an explanation.

And Mrs. Right Minister's wife fainted excitedly, her young son, and there is still salvation.

Mrs. Right Prime Minister is just an episode, but it also makes people understand that Bai Ling's rescue does not look at his life experience, but only at the situation of his injuries.

There is no class to save people, this is the principle of Bai Ling to save people.

If you don't want to wait, you feel that this bloody courtyard is a place of bad luck, and if you don't want to come, then you don't ask Bai Ling to heal.

Only at dusk, Bai Ling went into the makeshift tent to rest for a while, ate something casually to pad his stomach, and began to continue the operation.

At this time, time is of the essence.

After working so busy for two days and nights, other doctors can still change shifts in the later stage.

Especially some ordinary wounds, the subordinates of Baifu can be stitched up, which really fills the urgent need of a lack of doctors.

The doctor summoned from near the capital was responsible for prescribing medicine, as well as some bruises, and he was also at ease.

Only Bai Ling, these two days and nights, together have rested for only an hour, and they are still unable to enter the space.

When Nian Xia said that the serious injuries had been dealt with, Bai Ling's body went weak and he collapsed on the ground.

"I want to sleep, don't call me when the sky falls." Leaning on Nian Xia's arms, Bai Ling was sleepy and reluctant to open his eyes again.

"Quick, let people prepare the carriage and send the princess back to the palace." Nian Xia didn't dare to make a loud noise, for fear of making a noise to Bai Ling.

There is no need for Jianqiu to pass the word, there are already officers and soldiers responsible for maintaining order to prepare.

In the past two days, how Bai Ling has saved the people wholeheartedly has been seen by everyone.

Ordinary soldiers are also children of ordinary people, and among the injured people, there are also relatives who are beating around the corner, and they only have gratitude and admiration for Bai Ling, and are willing to do some small things for her.

Not to mention that Bai Ling returned to the palace, and he slept for three whole days without waking up.

In the past few days, in the capital, except for the courtyard that rescued the homeless people, almost everyone tried their best to shelter.

Only those who do business have to take care of the store, or count the losses, or run it listlessly.

As for the officials' mansions, I don't know how many have been raided, and the prison in the capital can no longer be placed.

Under the emperor's anger, he pushed several ministers who fully supported the prince, together with his family members, to the vegetable market to behead them on the day the prince and others were sent to the border pass, and he was not even willing to wait for the autumn queen.

It can be said that the smell of blood in the capital has never stopped.

How many people cried out for injustice, but no one dared to intercede for them, just hoping to escape this catastrophe.

"The Son of Heaven is angry, and the corpses are floating for thousands of miles, and now I finally understand the meaning of this sentence." After Bai Ling woke up, he asked about the situation in the capital, and after listening to Nian Xia's report, he sighed.

"It is estimated that the emperor has handled the affairs of the crown prince well, and he should officially canonize the prince as the new king of Han, which is finally a happy event." Nian Xia brought bird's nest porridge to Bai Ling, and said with a smile: "The princess ordered the kitchen to stew blood swallows every day, for fear that the master would wake up and have nothing to nourish his stomach." ”

"I'm worried about Mother Lao." Bai Ling leaned lazily on the head of the bed, unwilling to get up.

Although I slept enough, the fatigue of my body has not completely disappeared.

After drinking a bowl of bird's nest, Bai Ling's stomach was warm, and people were a little more energetic.

"What about the son? Haven't you been in the house for a few days? Bai Ling asked.

"In the past few days, the prince has been ordered to arrest those gangsters, and he will take the time to come back every day to see if the master can wake up and report safety to the princess." Nian Xia replied.

"How is my eldest sister?" This is what Bai Ling cares about.

"The eldest girl is okay, everyone deliberately hides from her, and when they can't hide it, they just understate it. There were two girls with him, but it did not affect the safety of the baby. What the princess means is that now that there is chaos outside, let the eldest girl live in the palace first, and take care of each other. ”

Knowing that Bai Ling still had a lot to care about, Nian Xia simply finished saying everything he knew.

For example, part of Baicao's dowry was lost, and some valuable large items were also destroyed.

Bai Ji's shop, how much has been lost.

The second elder of the Qin family suffered a little, but he was not worried about his life......

"You are well-informed, but there are still things you don't know in this capital?" After listening to this, Bai Ling finally put his mind at ease and couldn't help but quip.

"There are many things that the slave maid doesn't know, such as the color of the right minister's wife's underwear......" Before Nian Xia finished speaking, he found that he had lost his words and hurriedly shut up.

"How's it going, kid?" Bai Ling asked, naturally, it was the little son of the right minister.

"The slave maid has been inquired about, but there is no worry about his life, but the doctor said that his body has collapsed, and he has to be hung with medicine for the rest of his life." Nian Xia replied.

As for the words that were unfavorable to Bai Ling, Nian Xia did not mention them.

Those who are clear are self-purifying, so many people see how Bai Ling saves people, and those who are really bright-minded will naturally not go with the flow.

"That's good." Bai Ling's jaw, when she was saving people, she knew that it would be like this.

In fact, even if Bai Ling went to save people when he asked for help in the Right Prime Minister's Mansion, it would not be much better than the current result.

The ability of the spiritual spring water to restore the body is extremely strong, if it weren't for the little boy's life, Bai Ling would never risk using it in large quantities.

Sometimes, a clear conscience is enough.