She didn't know whether her decision was right or wrong, and whether the little uncle was going to die or die, but as long as there was a glimmer of hope, she had to try.

Anyone can give up, but she can't, that's a little uncle, it's someone she put in her heart to follow for a lifetime when she was a child, how can she give up.

If she is born, she will accompany him to live, and when she dies, she will go down to accompany the little uncle, of course, those bastards must also be buried with the little uncle!

At this time, someone is needed to control the overall situation, and Jiang Mo knows that it can only be her, so whether everyone is against it or not, she is iron-hearted.

"Don't say it, if there is any accident, I will bear it alone, and it has nothing to do with you! Get out of here, all of you! Jiang Mo prepared for the worst, his eyes were like torches, and his will was firm.

"Jiang Er, what are you talking about!"

"Second Master!" Jiang Mo's words made the three of them feel bad in their hearts, they were not timid and afraid, but they didn't have the courage to take risks with Zhao Zongtong.

"I understand, you're just worried that the little uncle's situation will be worse, and I'm worried too, but as long as there is hope, we have to give it a try, what are you still doing in a daze! Don't hurry up and start your treatment! Jiang Mo took the responsibility and turned around to order.

"Yes! I will do my best, please rest assured! The doctor was moved by Jiang Mo's trust, and immediately turned around and prepared to start helping Zhao Zongtong with needles.

"Wait!" Jiang Mo suddenly thought of something again.

"Second master?" The doctor looked surprised.

"Jiang Er......"

"It hurts, doesn't it?" Jiang Mo's question is very strange.

"Yes." Since they have said so much, the doctor will not hide it.

"Whew...... Okay, let's get started...... "Jiang Mo didn't know what kind of pain it was, it might make Zhu Yan and Bai You afraid, it must be extremely uncomfortable, she didn't want Zhao Zongtong to bear this feeling of pain alone, she stepped forward, squatted down, and held his hand tightly with both hands, intending to help him share it, even if it was only a little.

"Second master......" Zhu Sheng and Bai You had red circles a little inexplicably.

"Let's start......" Jiang Mo gave the doctor a trusting look.

"Yes...... Huh, ......" The doctor was a blow in his heart, a little emotional, nodded, took out the acupuncture bag and various medicine jars from the medicine box, and began to quickly dispense the medicine.

"Second master, this trouble is for the admiral to bite, although he knows that the admiral's endurance is excellent, but he is now in an unconscious state, it is difficult to guarantee that he will not bite his tongue, or hurt himself, please ......" The doctor handed over a wrapped ink stone.

"Okay." Jiang Mo took it and stuffed it into Zhao Zongtong's mouth with the help of Zhu Shu.

The doctor took out a cold silver needle and dipped it in the small bowl of medicinal powder, aiming it at Zhao Zongtong's forehead, Zhao Chaoxuan couldn't bear to look directly, glanced at his face, Jiang Mo frowned and pursed his mouth, his heart almost raised his throat......

"Lord Shizi, you can come back, the prince has been looking for you for a long time, and now the study is waiting for you." Just came back from Wang Shangshu's Mansion, and before he entered the hospital, a little guy came over to talk in a hurry, **Chuan's face changed a few times, and he sighed in his heart, but he still dragged his heavy steps inside......

And in the study, King Zonglu looked at the half of the booklet in his hand and was still thinking about something.

In the general's mansion, the doctor gambled his life, and every shot was extremely nervous.

Not long after, he was already sweating profusely, almost dripping onto Zhao Zongtong's body, but he didn't dare to wipe it, because not even the slightest distraction was allowed at this time.

All the people were also with him, engrossed in the high tension.

Every time he took a stitch, everyone was also twitching in their hearts, not only for Zhao Zongtong, but also for him.

After all, it is still unknown whether this god and ghost thirteen needles can work against Zhao Zongtong.

When the first and second injections went down, Zhao Zongtong did not react, and he still fainted silently, and a trace of anxiety flashed in the doctor's heart.

The third needle was placed an inch on his chest, and Zhao Zongtong suddenly reacted, and a twitch flashed on his brows, which showed that he had a sense of pain, and the doctor noticed it and continued to take a deep breath.

And everyone held their breath more and more, and they didn't dare to speak out.

Fourth shot, fifth shot...... After each stitch, Zhao Zongtong's reaction will be one more point, and everyone is looking forward to it.

"Uh......" As soon as the tenth needle went down, Zhao Zongtong snorted even more, and the doctor held the needle for a moment, and everyone was also shocked, but they didn't dare to show joy, because everyone was afraid of empty joy.

"This, this is ......" Seeing that his face was pale for a while, Zhao Chaoxuan looked scared, and the doctor also pursed his mouth, as if he was silently nervous about something.

"Poof......

"Ahh Little uncle! ”

"Master!"

"Ahem...... cough cough cough ...... "After ten stitches, Zhao Zongtong spurted out a mouthful of blood, and suddenly woke up, everyone cheered, but the doctor only wiped the sweat from his forehead but did not dare to relax at all.

"Bring a wet towel!" Zhao Zongtong vomited blood and woke up, instantly sweating profusely, as if he had been suppressed in his body before, his clothes were almost soaked, Jiang Mo hurriedly shouted.

Zhu Sheng didn't have time to call someone, so he personally went to bring the copper basin and towel, twisted it and hurriedly handed it to Jiang Mo.

Jiang Mo knelt on the edge of the bed with red circles under his eyes, and carefully helped Zhao Zongtong clean up little by little.

"Whew...... Call...... Doctor, this, the little uncle can wake up, does it mean that the poisonous blood is under control? Zhao Chaoxuan had never dared to take the little uncle on the adventure, but now that he suddenly woke up, he was stunned and hurriedly asked.

"This ...... I can only barely help the Admiral to delay it temporarily, but ......"

"But what is it!" At this time, the more it is, the more maddening it is.

"This ...... There are still three stitches left...... "The doctor held up the eleventh silver needle in his hand, and his face was embarrassed.

"This, this is all awake, do you still have to finish piercing?" Zhao Chaoxuan looked at the little uncle's sweaty appearance, and he could already feel how much the pain was worse than death, and he couldn't help frowning.

"Yes, I don't want the Admiral to suffer this, but ...... The needle must be performed to be effective. The doctor also looked cautious.

"This ......" Jiang Mo helped Zhao Zongtong rub his body, and his subordinates could completely feel the trembling that he couldn't suppress, she knew that it was extremely painful and she couldn't control it, and her heart was like a knife.

"Second master, I know it's very uncomfortable, but...... After all, the lowly officials did their best, because the lowly officials also wanted the admiral to be safe and sound. The doctor insisted.

"Second Master ......"

"Jiang Er?" Everyone looked at Jiang Mo with hesitant eyes again.

"Whew...... Little uncle, little uncle...... "Although Zhao Zongtong seemed to wake up in a faint place, the pain of his heart had almost destroyed his will, and his reaction became a little blurry.

"Little uncle, in order to control and delay your poisonous blood attack, the doctor wants to continue the remaining three injections, you, can you still hold on?" Jiang Mo almost choked in Zhao Zongtong's ear.

"Whew...... Call...... Hmm......" Zhao Zongtong didn't have much strength to answer at the moment, he just turned his eyes and glanced at Jiang Mo with great effort, and hummed weakly.

Jiang Mo was extremely distressed.

"Second Master......" The doctor handed over the ink stone that Zhao Zongtong spit out together when he vomited blood just now to Jiang Mo.

Jiang Mo took the bloodstained inkstone, wiped it clean with a handkerchief, and re-stuffed it into Zhao Zongtong's mouth for him to bite well.

Seeing that Zhao Zongtong was obviously weak, but he still had to continue to persevere, Jiang Mo couldn't hold back any longer, turned his head over, and tears poured out.

Zhao Chaoxuan, Zhu Sheng and others on the side couldn't control their emotions anymore, and tears spilled on the spot......

The last three needles are afraid that they have hurt to the highest level, Zhao Zongtong clenched the ink stone in his mouth, clutched the mattress on the bed with both hands, his eyes were wide open, his face was pale, and he was in a cold sweat like a river, which was extremely terrifying.

Jiang Mo bit his hand and tried to control himself not to cry......

"Ah......" The last shot, Zhao Zongtong only felt that the blood in his body was flowing backwards, and it seemed that it was about to collapse, and it was useless to bite the ink stone, and the whole person arched upward, roaring the entire general's mansion......

"Father and ......" In the general's mansion, Zhao Zongtong suffered thirteen needles of gods and ghosts that made life worse than death, and in the palace of Zonglu Wang, **Chuan, who should have entered the study directly, excused himself to go back to his yard halfway, and it was too late to enter the door to salute.

"Where did you go?" As soon as Chuan entered the door, King Zonglu's attitude became gloomy. 2k reading web