The smell of blood in the delivery room was very strong, and what made him feel even more shocked was the blood at the corner of Fusuni's mouth, his feet seemed to be filled with lead, he couldn't lift them heavily, his eyes were straight, and he muttered, "Fu'er...... Fu'er ......"

Dong Xue saw that his expression was wrong, and hurriedly shouted: "The master vomited a mouthful of blood just now, the ninth master quickly called the imperial doctor!" ”

"Yes, yes, call the Imperial Doctor......"

Brother Jiu staggered out the door, and pulled Imperial Doctor Chang into the delivery room again.

Winter Snow had already covered Fusuni's bare area with a quilt, leaving only her wrists exposed.

Doctor Chang glanced at Fusuni's face, and sighed in his heart, why did he look good before entering the delivery room, but now it has become so bad?

He checked his pulse for a while, and the more he checked, the tighter his brow became.

Brother Jiu trembled and said, "Doctor Chang, Fu'er ...... her"

Brother Jiu was afraid of hearing bad words.

Doctor Chang was puzzled and said: "It's really strange, the pulse of Jiufujin is as if the internal organs have suffered a heavy blow, and they are injured everywhere. But it's impossible......"

Who can hit Jiufujin's chest and abdomen hard in front of everyone's eyes?

The minions in the delivery room all shook their heads and said, "After Jiufujin gave birth to the little elder brother, he suddenly vomited blood, and the minions didn't know anything. ”

Concubine Yi hesitated: "Could it be poison?" ”

Doctor Chang shook his head at first, just kidding, poisoning is poisoning, injury is injury, and the pulse is different!

However, he thought about it for a while, and said: "Whether it is poisoning or not, please forgive Weichen for being shallow in his learning, and he can't tell." ”

Maybe there is such a poison that will make the pulse look like an injured viscera? There are thousands of poisons in the world, and he knows the most common ones.

Brother Jiu immediately said, "He Yuzhu, you go and invite Imperial Doctor Gao." ”

Concubine Yi held Fusuni's hand without a trace, feeling that the poison avoidance bead did not emit abnormal heat, and her heart became more and more confused.

If it wasn't poisoning, where did the injury to Lao Jiufujin's viscera come from?

After Dr. Gao came to check the pulse, he came to the conclusion that he still didn't know. Doctor Gao's research on poison did not find any inclination for Fusuni to be poisoned, which is strange.

Concubine Yi muttered: "Whether it's poison or injury, let's find a way to wake people up first." ”

It is not difficult for the Imperial Doctor to wake people up, and the Imperial Physician Chang took out a golden needle and pricked a few acupuncture points, and Fusuni woke up faintly.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Brother Jiu looking at her nervously, and Fu Suni pulled the corners of her mouth weakly and said, "Master, the concubine is fine......

She looked around and asked, "What about the child?" ”

Mama Tu hugged the little baby, leaned down slightly, showed the baby's little face, and said, "Master, little brother is here." ”

Fu Suni glanced at it, and tears flowed: "Master, why is the little brother so thin and ......"

The little baby is only about four pounds, red and wrinkled, as if there is only a layer of skin and bones, which makes people feel distressed to look at.

Brother Jiu paid attention to the child, and when he looked at it, he was slightly surprised: "Our son seems to be eleven ......."

Concubine Yi was stunned for a moment, and said in a trembling voice: "Quick, take the child to the palace!" ”

Mama Tu hugged the child over and showed her little face to Concubine Yi, and when Concubine Yi saw it, tears came down: "My little eleven ......"

Concubine Yi snatched the child, hugged it tightly in her arms, looked at his thin and ugly little face lovingly, and said with trembling lips: "My little eleven, this is my little eleven, my little eleven is back......"