Chapter Seventy-Two: Cutting Wrists
Lost and embarrassed.
Her face had turned pale, perhaps the result of days and nights of worry, her eyes were red and swollen, and she had obviously cried for a long time, her lips were chapped and there was no trace of moisture, and the whole person looked terrible.
Qingfeng seemed to be startled by the somewhat demonic appearance of the person in front of him, and he was speechless for a while.
"The prince just woke up, and suddenly vomited blood, and his subordinates have already sent someone to ask for Imperial Doctor Su, so I have to come to ask the princess at this time!"
Qingfeng stopped the words for a moment, trying to make his words as concise and clear as possible, as if inadvertently looking at Yun Jinglan's face as he spoke.
Somewhat unexpectedly, the woman opposite seemed to have been hit hard, and suddenly took half a step back, her body seemed to be drained, and she collapsed involuntarily, her already pale face was even more bloodless at this time, and the light in her pupils disappeared.
Qingfeng hurriedly stepped forward to support Yun Jinglan's body that was about to fall, and was about to speak when he realized that the woman had burst into tears.
"It's all because of me, it's all my fault......"
The clouds collapsed to the extreme, and his gray-white face was instantly wet with the tears of the surging pulley, muttering inaudible words in his mouth, and the whole person was humble to the dust like a flower cat discarded by his master.
"Master, there is news from the Su Mansion that the Queen Mother has a sudden illness, and the entire Tai Hospital has been summoned for a group consultation, and I am afraid that she will not be able to come back for a while!"
The gray-clothed entourage trotted in all the way and said in a panicked voice.
Qingfeng's expression was awe-inspiring, and the anger around his body suddenly appeared.
"Princess, I'm afraid that you are the only one who can flow the prince at this time!"
His words were like tiny pebbles, thrown into Yun Jinglan's already messy heart lake, and instantly caused ripples in circles, the latter relieved himself, and the two went out together.
Yun Jinglan's body has not healed, and it will inevitably be more dangerous to experience another blow, but at this time, Chu Muhan is in danger, if he has half a loss, I am afraid that Yun Jinglan will die of guilt in the future.
Speechless all the way, Qingfeng pursed her lips with a solemn expression, and Yun Jinglan was in a trance, if it weren't for Qingfeng beside her from time to time, she would definitely fall on this cold stone steps.
The two went straight to Chu Muhan, as soon as they entered the door, Yun Jinglan was half dead by the shocking bloodstains under the bed, feeling that she was trembling, Qingfeng was a little unbearable, and reminded him in a low voice, the deep voice woke up Yun Jinglan's deepest sense of guilt buried in his heart, and kept telling himself that he could not fall, Chu Muhan was still on the verge of life and death, Yun Jinglan suppressed the huge sorrow that suddenly rose in his heart, and moved to his side step by step.
Chu Muhan's face had become a little pale, his whole face was bloodless, until he fell unconscious, his brows were still tightly wrinkled together, and the terrifying marks that were clearly visible on half of his face appeared in front of Yun Jinglan.
Torrential tears flowed down wantonly, Yun Jinglan could barely control her emotions, and a humble and low whimper sounded in the solemn room, and she trembled her hand and approached Chu Muhan's wrist.
can be presumptuous, can be willful, but why is she so stupid!
Why is the punishment on him for the mistakes he made?!
If she could, she would pay him back ten times and a hundred times the pain.
Sure enough, Chu Muhan's body had become cold, his pulse was so weak that it was almost non-existent, Yun was shocked, and the position of his heart seemed to have condensed in an instant, and the whole person had been frozen up.
He couldn't use medicine, he couldn't bear the erosion of strong drugs, and he couldn't apply needles, and he couldn't stimulate his weak consciousness at this time.
It seems that there is only one last way left.
"Qingfeng, go to the dagger!"
Yun Jinglan's voice was cold, undoubted, Qingfeng was obviously taken aback, but thinking of the previous practice, he didn't say anything, and his heart was crossed, and he had already taken the short but extremely sharp silver dagger on the bookcase.
The prince's favorite one, which is inlaid with ten extremely precious blue-eyed gemstones, he is reluctant to use them on weekdays, and he didn't think that it could come in handy at this time.
A hint of determination flashed in Yun Jinglan's eyes, and he pulled out the dagger and closed his eyes and wiped it on his palm.
The pain hit her, but she showed a few bitter and relieved smiles, blood flowing down her smooth and slender hands, and a crystal clear jade bowl was connected below.
In just a moment, the small bowl was already full, and the strong smell of blood came, and Yun was shocked to cover his mouth and nose, and his stomach was already turning over.
"Feed this blood to the prince, and see the effect!"
Yun Zhenlan's face was pale, his breath was dying, and his voice was wrapped around the heart that the breeze almost stopped beating, even though he had always been indifferent, he couldn't help but be moved.
Mo Ran took the jade bowl, the bright red blood was still warm, the breeze was very careful, it seemed that there were tens of millions of pounds of heavy steel in his hands, on one side was the dying prince, and on the other hand was the princess who put life and death aside, he had no choice.
Yun Jinglan's eyes were dull, and he watched Qingfeng feed the blood to Chu Muhan bit by bit, and a smile rose to the corner of his lips.
If she could exchange her life for a life, she would definitely be willing.
A small bowl of blood fell into his stomach, Chu Muhan did not have an obvious turn, but his heartbeat and pulse were already beating normally, and his lips and cheeks were not as bloodless as before
Qingfeng was overjoyed, in this case, Chu Muhan would definitely be able to hold out until Su Shen came back.
Overjoyed, he turned his head and found that Yun Jinglan, who was barely sitting at the table just now, had fainted silently at this time, his body was covered with blood, and his whole body was filled with an aura that was almost death.
Qingfeng was shocked, he knew how Chu Muhan cared about this woman, if she had three long and two short, he wouldn't have to live!
Yun Zhenlan's weak body was lying on the cold ground at this time, her white clothes had been stained with a little dust, and before dawn, a trace of chill spread in, as if she deliberately rendered an inexplicable sad atmosphere for this scene.
When Su Shen rushed back, the Hades Mansion was already in chaos, Chu Muhan had not yet woken up, but his illness had been slightly reduced, but Yun Jinglan's condition was more serious, and the whole person was unconscious, Qingfeng summoned seven or eight famous doctors from the imperial capital to come for consultation, but she was in a strange body, and several doctors had their own opinions and choices, and they couldn't even determine a prescription in the end.
"The princess is weak, so it is not advisable to prescribe some drugs that are powerful and stimulate the body, otherwise it will be self-defeating and will cause permanent damage to the princess's body!"
An old man with white hair and a strong and powerful voice said first, he advocated prescribing some warm prescriptions to protect his heart first, and then think of another idea when Yun Jinglan's breath was stable and his pulse was normal.
He shook his head and stroked his gray beard again, saying that he was very confused, but he was unwilling to give up, and he was afraid of smashing the signboard of his pharmacy, and it was difficult to make a decision for a while, so he said this ambiguous method.