When the second wheat stalk broke again, the imperial doctors couldn't help the anxiety in their hearts!

What is Princess Chu doing, how can there be such a treatment technique? Your Majesty is in a coma because of injuries and excessive blood loss, why does Princess Chu keep stabbing His Majesty's wounds with wheat straw? Does she want to kill His Majesty?

These words were almost on the lips, and the lips of the imperial doctors trembled, and they barely spoke.

The Queen Mother's tears flowed out when she saw it, and she cried bitterly: "Qingluan, look at Your Majesty...... Does it have to be this way? Is there any other way? ”

If there is another feasible way, does Luo Qingluan still need it?

Even this method was only reluctantly tried, and even she didn't dare to guarantee it.

All kinds of restrictions, coupled with Nangong Qing's critical situation, made Luo Qingluan have to take risks. Originally, she wanted to find a medicine that could allow Nangong Qing's injured heart to heal slowly under the power of the medicine. But...... Not to mention that the hospital is in such a mess, even under normal circumstances, she is not sure if she can find it.

There are so many medicines in the world that she can't remember them all, maybe it's recorded in a medical book or classics, but she doesn't have time now. If she delays a little, Nangong Qing will be a little more dangerous, even if she finds that medicine in the end, I am afraid that it will be too late.

Therefore, Luo Qingluan chose a compromise method after telling the Queen Mother.

The medicine to heal the heart has not been found yet, but she knows a special recipe that wraps the injured area after boiling it into a potion to form a sticky film that always stops the bleeding. However, after the evaporation of the medicinal power, it must be carried out again, so that it can delay the time, and it will last for a month at most.

It is necessary to find a solution to the symptoms and the root cause within a month to be considered successful.

This potion was originally prepared by the ghost doctor father in the previous life, but after the experiment, it was found that it was just chicken ribs. It can not heal the wound, it takes a lot of effort to boil it, it only delays the time, and if it is used in the viscera organs, it will also produce some sequelae because it is not treated in time, which has a negative effect on the body, so it is almost never really used.

But here, Luo Qingluan thought of this method, and it was regarded as buying time.

The particularity of this potion is that it cannot touch various metals such as gold and silver, so Luo Qingluan finally chose to inject it with wheat straw. If it is taken orally, the effect of the medicine is too slow, and it will be absorbed by the human body and reduce the effect, so Luo Qingluan had to choose the method that made Nangong Qing painful and injected it directly from his wound.

In the end, after the four imperial doctors came up to help and suppressed Nangong Qing's hands and feet so that he couldn't move, Luo Qingluan finally succeeded in inserting the wheat stalks into Nangong Qing's body and carefully approached the heart position.

With such a technique, except for Luo Qingluan, a person who has undergone surgery, no imperial doctor present has such a clear understanding of the location of the heart as she has. That's not a point far away or a point close, it has to be absolutely precise.

Luo Qingluan's mouthful of decoction had already been spit out, and she didn't expect that it would be so complicated and troublesome to insert it with wheat straw. There was still a bitter and fishy taste in her mouth, which stimulated the root of her tongue to be numb, and after making it for so long, she was exhausted and exhausted.

But she didn't have time to stop at all, and she had to go on all the time.

The blood gushing out from Nangong Qing's wound had already stained the bed under him red, and everyone saw that their limbs were stiff and cold, and they didn't dare to imagine the consequences of failure.

Luo Qingluan didn't have time to care about these at all, so he took a sip of medicine from the bowl, then aimed at the wheat stalks, and slowly injected the potion into Nangong Qing's body.

After a while, Luo Qingluan got up, wiped the medicine stain from his lips, and slowly pulled out the wheat stalks.

The moment the wheat stalks were pulled out, Nangong Qing twitched violently, and blood surged down the wound again, and several imperial doctors who held Nangong Qing's hands and feet screamed out: "Oh no, it is so much bleeding again...... Your Majesty, Your Majesty's body is already getting cold, should you ......?"

"Why does the blood stop bleeding, Princess Chu, can you do this? Your Majesty's blood is running dry......"

The queen mother was so stunned that she couldn't wait to take it for her son, but Luo Qingluan had already told her about all this situation, and she personally agreed. If something really happens to Your Majesty, then she, she is also one of the sinners who killed Your Majesty!

Trying her best to grab Ruyi's hand so that she didn't fall, the queen mother's apricot eyes were round, almost bulging out, and she didn't notice that her nails had sunk deep into Ruyi's wrist.

Ruyi could only grit her teeth and hold on, and she didn't dare to make a sound.

"Silver needle, give it to me."

A crisp but tired voice sounded, and Luo Qingluan turned his head to see that all the palace maids holding the tray were stunned. She frowned, raised her voice again, and a certain palace maid was shocked, and hurriedly rushed over: "Princess Chu, the silver needle is here." ”

Unable to reprimand this palace maid for losing her mind, Luo Qingluan picked up the silver needle and accurately and quickly pierced into the acupoints around Nangong Qing's heart. One, two, three...... With the penetration of the silver needle, the surging blood gradually stopped, and when all the twelve silver needles were pierced, there was finally no blood flowing out of the wound.

After a few breaths, everyone came back to their souls and breathed a sigh of relief.

The bleeding has stopped, is Your Majesty calculated?

After shedding so much blood, how could it be like this, Luo Qingluan immediately asked Nangong Qing to give the prepared ginseng soup to him. I thought that this would be very easy, but I didn't know that Nangong Qing had lost consciousness and couldn't even open his mouth, and finally Luo Qingluan had to be stimulated by silver needles again, so that Nangong Qing was a little sober, and finally reluctantly fed a small half bowl of ginseng soup to hang himself.

After all this, Luo Qingluan's mind relaxed, and he was so tired that he could barely stand up.

Although she wanted to ask her how she was doing now, the Queen Mother could see that Luo Qingluan couldn't hold on, so she hurriedly ordered someone to help her go to the side hall next door to rest, and served hot tea and snacks.

After Dai Yue rubbed Luo Qingluan's shoulders and pinched her back again, and rested for a while, the Queen Mother calculated the time and asked Nangong Qing how it was.

In the quarter of an hour when Luo Qingluan was resting, the Queen Mother had already seen that Nangong Qing's wound was not bleeding, and the palace people also carefully wiped the blood off him. Nangong Qing seemed to be asleep, and he didn't dare to cover him with a quilt without instructing everyone, so he could only burn the brazier Wangwang, for fear of cooling him.

"Qingluan, the mourning family really can't wait, you quickly tell the mourning family, Your Majesty is ...... now Is it okay or not? In such a short period of half an hour, the Queen Mother seemed to be a lot haggard, and her hands were shaking when she spoke: "You have already given him medicine, given injections, and even drunk ginseng soup, is Your Majesty ...... It's okay already, will it be fine to recuperate for a while? ”

Looking at the Queen Mother's eager eyes, Luo Qingluan didn't want to deceive her more and more.

Comforting words are something that everyone wants to hear, but they don't have the slightest effect, and they will only make people lose their vigilance, and when the incident happens, they will be even more unbearable. Luo Qingluan could only tell the truth: "Queen Mother, I told you before, Your Majesty's condition is very critical, and the injury is serious, before there is no effective treatment, I just tried to buy His Majesty some time." ”

Nodding, she said: "Yes, unless you find a way to make Your Majesty's internal organs heal on your own, at most one month, Your Majesty will ......"

"Just, won't it?" The Queen Mother's face suddenly turned to ashes, and she muttered: "January, at most January...... In other words, His Majesty has only one month to live? ”

Luo Qingluan's eyes were certain, and he said, "So, Queen Mother, we must find the medicine to treat Your Majesty within a month." ”

As if she had been mentioned, Queen Wang's face froze, with a determination to break the cauldron: "Yes, you must find it!" "Otherwise, after a month, the entire Western Chu will be in chaos!

……

Nangong Qing's injuries were barely under control, and he woke up that night.

But because of too much blood loss and heart damage, Luo Qingluan, who had been staying in the palace, immediately rushed to the Kongming Hall and told him a series of precautions. Including a light diet, it is best to focus on liquids, especially to pay attention to not have mood swings, otherwise his body will not be able to withstand it at all.

Nangong Qing was so weak that he couldn't even speak, but fortunately, he was usually in good health and had a good foundation, otherwise if he changed someone else, he was afraid that he would not be able to stand it for a long time. After drinking a little more rice soup and a small cup of ginseng soup, Nangong Qing only winked at Luo Qingluan, indicating that he was still alive and had almost no strength.

"Your Majesty Jiren has his own natural appearance, you will definitely be fine." The Queen Mother's words didn't know whether to comfort Nangong Qing or herself, she wept, but she didn't dare to let Nangong Qing see it.

After waking up for a while, Nangong Qing fell asleep again, and the Queen Mother was still worried about whether he couldn't support it, Luo Qingluan told her that this was a normal situation, and that sleeping could reduce physical exertion, and it was not a big deal.

At the same time, two matters of urgency were announced by the Queen Mother.

The assassin who assassinated Nangong Qing must be severely tortured and find out who is behind the scenes. The dagger used by the other party was so special, it became clear after a little investigation that it was actually a configuration weapon from a special force of the Southern Wei royal family.

Unexpectedly, the person who assassinated Nangong Qing turned out to be related to the Southern Wei royal family, which added even more powerful pressure to Western Chu, who was at war with North Vietnam. But no one dares to make a rash decision until the matter is clear, and the matter must be kept strictly secret.

Another thing is naturally to find out the medicine to treat Nangong Qing, this point, the Queen Mother ordered the hospital to rotate, and kept consulting the classics until she found a way.

Fortunately, with hundreds of people working overtime in the entire Tai Hospital, three days later, when they could barely hide Nangong Qing's injury, the Queen Mother and Luo Qingluan finally learned the name of this medicine.

Muscle-nourishing blood vine, also known as Zhongling grass, nourishes qi in the middle, and has a miraculous effect on wound healing - but it is only produced in the Yimeng Mountains of the Southern Wei Kingdom, and the stock is scarce.

……

When Lin Yixuan received the Dark Harrier Transmission sent by Luo Qingluan, it had been another ten days.

At this moment, he knew that Nangong Qing, the emperor of Western Chu, had been assassinated, and if it weren't for Luo Qingluan's excuses, he wouldn't have imagined that he was actually killed by an assassin of his Southern Wei royal family. With a little thought, he guessed something.

In the warm pavilion, Lin Yixuan's face was cautious, and he said to the Emperor of Southern Wei: "Father, this matter is not trivial, about the century-old diplomatic relations between my Southern Wei and Western Chu, if it is not handled well, I am afraid that it will cause a big disaster." ”

Emperor Nanwei frowned, and said in a lost voice: "What, I actually said that I was an assassin of the Southern Wei royal family, who did this?" Also, Nangong Qing, the new emperor of Western Chu, what is going on now? ”