Cui Yan knew that this trip was dangerous, so she brought a lot of emergency medicinal materials, and before coming, she also trained Qinghe.

Although Qinghe's skills are not as skilled as Cui Yan's, simple wound cleaning and bandaging Qinghe can still be done.

There were a total of 300 people who came to assassinate, all of them were extraordinary dead soldiers, although there were many people in the Praetorian Guard, but their kung fu was not necessarily better than that of dead soldiers, so naturally there were casualties. Seeing that the battle was over, Cui Yan picked up her medical kit and came to the wounded area with Qinghe.

Xiao Yu did not continue to stay in the carriage, silently followed Cui Yan, and after Cui Yan settled, she stood two feet away behind her, in a protective posture.

Don't blame Xiao Yu for being careful, he can't be sure if there are other people in these Praetorian Guards.

He didn't dare to gamble with Cui Yan!

There are not a few injured people, the less injured ones are treated by the disciples of the imperial doctor and Qinghe, while Cui Yan and several imperial doctors are seriously ill and will die. Cui Yan didn't dare to fake her hands and did everything herself.

Xiao Yu looked distressed, and squatted directly beside Cui Yan in the back, and gave Cui Yan a start.

He kept handing Cui Yan medicinal herbs, gauze, and scissors, and the emperor and queen were silent, but they had a surprisingly tacit understanding. It's like we've worked together a million times.

In this era when the imperial power is greater than the sky, and the monarch's ministers have to die, Xiao Yu and Cui Yan's move is undoubtedly like throwing a boulder in everyone's hearts, instantly churning up thousands of ripples.

Even the officials of the Cui Party and the Wei Party couldn't help but look sideways.

No matter what reason Cui Yan entered the palace, she is also the queen, the most noble woman in the world. However, at this moment, she squatted down to bandage the wounded patient.

The ministers are all human spirits, and with just one glance, they can see that Cui Yan is not just pretending to be grandstanding.

On the contrary, Cui Yan's movements are very skillful, even faster and better than the accompanying imperial doctors and doctors. The expression on her face was solemn and solemn, serious and rigorous, even if it was a disgusting wound, she did not show the slightest displeasure and impatience.

It is no secret that Xiao Yu took Cui Yan to treat refugees on South Street. They only said that the emperor and queen were benevolent and fraternal, but this was far less shocking than seeing it in person!

Cui Yan at this moment is undoubtedly dazzling and undoubtedly radiant!

It has nothing to do with her identity, nothing to do with her status, nothing to do with her appearance, she heals all beings, with the compassion of a healer, just like a savior coming to the world.

And their king, their king, also accompanied his women, and waited with him for his people.

Isn't such an emperor and empress worthy of follow?

He Guang also stood far away, his eyes locked on the bright yellow and the plain white.

Cui Yan saved his son and saved him, but He Guang knew that his father and son were not the first to be rescued by Cui Yan, nor were they the last.

In the past, he looked down on women, although there were not a few women who could fight in the dart game, but he always felt that women should be busy in the backyard and should not be involved in the disputes in the vestibule.

However, seeing Cui Yan at this moment, He Guang changed his opinion.

There is a kind of woman who is born to be a patron saint, who can fight like a man and protect those she cares about.

"What are you looking at?" Qi Bing patted He Guang on the shoulder.