Fan Xian, who was lying on the bed with a haggard face, expressed his resolute opposition at the first time, firstly, he did not have much confidence in the suturing technique, and secondly, he was reluctant to see his always clean and weak sister to see the inside of his bloody chest and abdomen, not to mention that he had to touch ...... with his own hands after a while, "Wan'er, you also go out." Fan Xian said in a somewhat dry voice: "Take my sister out." ”

Wan'er didn't speak, just shook her head slightly. Ruoruo insisted: "My hand is the most stable. ”

Hearing Miss Fan speak confidently like this, everyone, including the three leaders, was a little surprised.

Fan Xian glanced at her, looking at the confidence that gradually rose in the girl's flat eyes, his heart moved slightly, he didn't know what he was thinking, and a faint smile appeared on his pale face: "It's going to be disgusting to stay for a while, and you are my relative, it stands to reason that I shouldn't choose you...... But since you insist, then you stay. ”

After saying a long list of words, his jīng god was a little aggrieved, and before he could speak, Wan'er beside him was already ...... He shook his head again, still not speaking.

There was silence for a while, the candle flame shone on Fan Xian's cheeks, a little light and dark, and he reluctantly smiled and said, "Then what are you waiting for? It's just a minor operation." ”

The boxes brought from the three places were indeed made according to Fan Xian's Jianyì, but the real original creator was Fei Jie, and where did Fei Jie learn this set? Except for Fan Xian, no one should know, and at this time, he was going to be the medical director of his own operation, and with his somewhat intermittent words, everyone who remained in the Guangxin Palace began to move busily.

How luxurious the palace was, there were enough candlesticks, and I thought of some ways to concentrate these candlelights on the flat bed, illuminating Fan Xiantan's chest and abdomen exposed outside the sheets.

The little eunuchs were in a hurry to boil the water, boil the instruments, and let everyone in the palace clean their hands, while Ruoruo leaned sideways, carefully and carefully listening to his brother's precautions and cāo methods for staying for a while, the leader of the three places was undoubtedly the best anesthesiologist available, and those little eunuchs became nurses with neat hands and feet.

And those imperial doctors who watched everyone busy, but didn't know what everyone was doing, and were stupid, seemed to have become third-year medical school students watching the operation in that world.

"It's not a gynecological exam anyway. Fan Xian thought like this in his heart, and he also eliminated the idea of driving these imperial doctors out of the door, as for what sterilization and disinfection-free of it, our palace family does not have this condition.

The metal crash of the nail reverberated in the quiet palace of Guangxin Palace, Fan Ruoruo nodded a little nervously, signaling his brother to get ready.

Lin Wan'er glanced back at her sister-in-law worriedly, and took a snow-white soft cotton towel to wipe the sweat off Fan Xian's forehead.

Fan Xian laughed with difficulty: "Madam, you should go and wipe the sweat on the doctor's forehead." ”

The leaders of the three places were unreasonably preparing to feed the medicine. Unexpectedly, Fan Xian sniffed the smell, closed his lips tightly and signaled not to eat, and said, "The strychnine is too ruthless, and he will faint." ”

The leader of the three places asked sullenly, "What if you don't faint, what if you bounce up in pain after a while?"

Although Fan Xian didn't have the courage to scrape the bones to heal his wounds, only he was the best at this doorway at this time, of course, he couldn't allow himself to pass on his life to his sister, the little girl, after he fell into a coma, and said with difficulty: "Use Ge Luofang, less." ”

The leaders of the three departments realized that they had forgotten the medicine, saying that this medicine was recommended to Fan Xian by himself when he was a day, but later Fan Xian went north and south to use it, and the three departments of the Supervision Yuan rarely used it. He went back to the corner of the house and rummaged for a while, found a small brown bottle, walked back happily, and put the bottle under Fan Xian's nose.

A slightly sweet smell suddenly seeped into Fan Xian's nose, and after a while, the medicinal power began to attack.

Although his vision was not blurry, Fan Xian's foreground began to become a little weird, as if he could see two paintings at the same time, one was his sister holding a pair of pointed pliers-like instruments looking at him worriedly, and the other was ...... A lot...... Many, many years ago, in a magical place called a hospital, a very familiar and beautiful little nurse was talking to herself.

His mind was much more determined than that of the rest of the world, and he knew at once that he had begun to hallucinate briefly, that the real picture was beginning to mingle with the fantasy picture, and that there was not much time for himself.

"Let's go, hurry. He narrowed his eyes slightly, "If you can't support it, Senior Brother will take over immediately." ”

He is very bold, as if he is using his life to maintain Ruoruo's self-confidence, but under the influence of Ge Luofang, his mind is always easy to drift away from the operating room of this palace, forgetting that the patient who is operating is himself.

Fan Xian once used Ge Luofang to deal with Sean, Yan Bingyun, and the second prince, and today he was finally retributed.

Turning his head to look at Wan'er's snow-white cheeks, her eyes that looked particularly poignant after being slightly swollen, and then at his sister who was extremely careful and busy on his chest, he suddenly smiled stupidly, thinking that if he let his wife and sister wear pink nurse uniforms at home in the future, although he could only look at them twice...... But what a wonderful scene does that have to be?

The people will be fascinated, and this xìng will gradually appear.

―――――――――――――――――――――――――― the people outside the Guangxin Palace were still waiting anxiously, they all knew that Fan Xian had woken up, and they had begun to heal their Yan Zhan injuries according to their own arrangements. Although the people of Qingguo have long been accustomed to the surprises brought by Fan Xian, such as the poem Three Thousand, such as the begonia, such as the chūn, such as a place, such as tender tofu...... But everyone thinks that he himself is seriously injured, but he has to treat himself, and he doesn't know if he can pull himself back from the line of life and death.

His Majesty, who was resting in the imperial study, seemed to be extremely nervous, and the young courtier actually returned to Guangxin Palace in the imperial chariot. He looked at the quiet crowd in front of the hall, listening to the faint sound of words and some metal colliding in the hall, and couldn't help frowning, remembering that many years ago, on the difficult battlefield in the north, he seemed to have seen a similar scene.

"How's it going?"

Prince Jing saluted His Majesty and said worriedly: "The imperial doctors can't help, those guys in the three places ...... The detoxification should be fine, but the knife wound ...... It's too deep. ”

The emperor smiled slightly and said, "With those treasures she left behind, there shouldn't be much of a problem." ”

King Jing was stunned, silent and did not answer, and stood behind His Majesty, a trace of anger and sadness in his lowered eyes disappeared for a moment, turning into an ancient well without waves.

............ I don't know how long it took, the door of Guangxin Palace was finally pushed open, Yi Guifei didn't care about her master's identity, pulled the third prince to look over there, and asked anxiously, "How is it?"

She was answered with a very rude vomit - wow!

What came out was a little eunuch, who was in charge of handing over the instruments in the palace before, and was the first to leave the palace at this time, of course, it became the focus of everyone's attention, but listening to Yi Guifei's question, he couldn't answer anything at all, his face was miserable, as if he was stimulated by something, and he kept vomiting while holding on to the pillars.

Father-in-law Yao scolded: "You little rabbit cub, spit ......"

Before he finished scolding, another young imperial doctor with a pale face walked out of the palace gate, and he actually squatted and vomited with the little eunuch.

Today's world is peaceful, and the little eunuch has grown up in the palace since he was a child, and he has seen the cane, but he has never seen the scene in the palace at this time, what are those red, green, and white? Could it be that the human stomach is that terrible bloody lump of meat? Miss Fan is so powerful, she can still touch it with her hands!

And the young imperial doctor, who has been practicing medicine for many years, is just looking at the four words, and the most disgusting thing is to look at the tongue coating and the flowers and willows under the crotch of the East Palace, but it is the first time I have seen someone tonight...... He actually sewed the skin with a needle and cut the meat with scissors...... That's human flesh and human skin!

After a while, the imperial doctors who were medical students tonight quietly withdrew from Guangxin Palace, but everyone's faces were a little unsightly, although most of them could still maintain their composure on the surface, but they were also shocked in their hearts.

As soon as the emperor saw their faces, he knew that Fan Xian should be fine, but he still asked, "How is it?"

The imperial doctor, who was slapped by King Jing, couldn't help but be curious and secretly went to watch before, and at this time, listening to His Majesty's questioning, his face was blue and red, and he was extremely shocked and said: "Your Majesty...... It's amazing. ”

When King Jing heard this tune, he couldn't help but scold: "Ask you Fan Xian...... It's not for you to sigh here. ”

The imperial doctor stood up straight, still sighing, and his beard trembled slightly: "Your Majesty, the prince, the subordinate has been practicing medicine for decades, but he has also heard of this miraculous needle and knife method, but now I really see it...... Please rest assured, Lord Xiaofan's internal organs have been closed, and there will be no major problems, but he has lost too much blood and cannot be awake for a while. ”

But he didn't dare to say that after the operation, Lord Xiao Fan finally didn't survive Ge Luofang's medicinal power, and began to lie on the "operating table" and talk nonsense, which involved the absurdity of the aristocratic family, which was absurd. I didn't dare to tell His Majesty about this matter at this time, but fortunately, at that time, at the side of the operating table, in addition to myself, the number one observation student, only the two women closest to Lord Xiao Fan were left, and they should be fine.

At this time, the people who stayed outside Guangxin Palace were all people who really hoped that Fan Xian would come back to life, and they all breathed a sigh of relief when they heard the assurances of the imperial doctor.

The eldest prince showed a relieved smile on his face, saluted His Majesty, and then stopped waiting outside the Guangxin Palace, and went directly out of the palace and returned home. He didn't want everyone to think that he was showing favor to Fan Xian, nor did he want people to think that he was trying to figure out the holy will, but he simply didn't want Fan Xian to die.

The emperor waved his hand and motioned to Concubine Yi to lead the three princes, who were already sleepy, back to the palace first, and then walked up to Guangxin Palace to have a look, and Prince Jing naturally followed him.

Unexpectedly, the imperial doctor stopped in front of the two nobles, and said with a wry smile: "Lord Xiao Fan said before he fell into a coma, it is better not to let anyone in, lest he ......" He frowned and thought for a long time, and finally remembered the new word: "...... Infected?"

Fan Xian's explanation, in fact, just wants to be quiet. The emperor and King Jing were stunned and agreed to this discussion, but unexpectedly looked at the imperial doctor and said with fanatical expression: "Your Majesty, the minister thinks that Master Xiao Fan has good medical skills and should enter the Tai Hospital...... First, it can treat the nobles in the palace, and secondly, it can also teach students to benefit the people of Qingguo, which is the so-called Zeyan Thousand Generations......"

This is really a great good invitation, and there is no selfishness, but at this time, the situation is tense, and His Majesty finally couldn't help but get angry before King Jing, and scolded angrily: "People haven't woken up yet, what are you robbing! What kind of talent Fan Xian is, how can he be confined to these affairs!"

King Jing didn't get angry anymore, and muttered with a smile: "It's better to be a doctor than a patient." ”

The officials of the three places finally retreated at this time, respectfully saluted His Majesty, and after receiving a few words of exhortation from His Majesty, they left the palace with some jīng strength. At this time, in Guangxin Palace, in addition to the eunuchs and palace maids who served, there were only three people left: Fan Xian, Wan'er, and Ruoruo.

Lin Wan'er glanced at Fan Xian distressedly, and then at her pale sister-in-law, and gently wiped the beads of sweat from her forehead, which Fan Xian had said before. Fan Ruoruo's hand, which had been steady until now, finally began to tremble, knowing that she had finally completed a very remarkable thing under the command of her brother, and her brother's life should be saved, but her mind was loose for no reason, her legs were weak, and she almost fell to the ground.

Lin Wan'er held her, smiled a little self-deprecatingly, and still didn't speak, the meaning of this smile was obvious, and the chicken leg girl felt ...... The people around him can more or less help Fan Xian, but only himself, it seems that he can only watch from the sidelines forever and cannot play any role.

"Sister-in-law. Fan Ruoruo finally noticed Lin Wan'er's unusual silence, and asked with concern, "Are you okay?"

Lin Wan'er was stared at by her sister-in-law for a long time, and there was no way, so she smiled and said, "It's okay." ”

It's okay The words are a little vague, Fan Ruoruo Dingqing looked at it, only to find that there were blood stains on her sister-in-law's lips, and she couldn't help but be frightened, so she was about to call the imperial doctor to come in and see.

Lin Wan'er hurriedly covered her mouth, for fear of waking up Fan Xian, who was intoxicated with Ge Luofang, and explained a little inarticulately: "Mu ...... Matter, Gangkai bit his tongue. ”

Fan Ruoruo was slightly stunned, and immediately understood what was going on, and couldn't help but feel warm in her heart, adding a touch of respect to this young sister-in-law - when she fed Fan Xian medicine before, Wan'er was so anxious that she only cared about chewing the pills away, but she bit her tongue in a hurry, but she was worried about the safety of her husband, but she endured it until now.

The white curtain in the Guangxin Palace has long been removed, and at this time, the moon wears out of the evening clouds and sprinkles pieces of clear light to the world, which is somewhat similar to the white curtain in this palace back then. The people outside the palace gradually dispersed, leaving only enough guards and eunuchs to deliver messages, and the palace maids and eunuchs in the palace rested their heads on their chairs to rest, always preparing for any changes in Lord Xiao Fan's injuries, and the palace maids on duty at night quietly removed the extra palace candles.

The two sisters-in-law sat quietly on their chairs, looking at Fan Xian, who was sleeping peacefully in the dim candlelight, and a relieved smile appeared on their faces at the same time.

Outside the walls of the Imperial City, Wuzhu, dressed in coarse cloth, looked indifferently in a certain direction in the palace, and after confirming someone's safety, he quietly escaped into the dark woods.

――――――――――――――――――――――― a few years later, it was still in the middle of the Imperial Palace, a place that was quiet and quiet, but now it was a well-guarded plum garden, and the most famous patient in Kyoto was lying on a soft couch with emotion.

"When will I be able to go home?"

Fan Xian covered the thin quilt, lying on the soft couch, looking at the little little little Chumei who came out in advance in the plum garden to honor him, and his face was a little annoyed.

The materials in the palace are naturally extremely rich, and all kinds of precious medicinal materials have been carefully remediated by the Tai Hospital, and they have been poured into his stomach constantly, and it is difficult to recover quickly, and the eunuchs and palace maids in the palace are naturally much stronger than Fan Fu in terms of serving people. Even the scenery of this plum garden is much stronger than that of the back garden of the Fan family, and his wife and sister have a special purpose to be by their side every day - this little autumn sun is basking in the sun, covered with a small quilt, and accompanied by a little beauty, which seems to be no different from his own life at home - except that there is no swing.

But he still wanted to go back to Fanfu because he always felt that it was his real home in Kyoto.

After undergoing the first operation in the Qingguo Palace, relying on the physical foundation laid by nearly 20 years of hard work, his recovery was extremely fast, and his chest and abdomen still had not healed, but he was finally able to lie flat and look at the scenery. It's just that the true qi in his body has dispersed, and there has not improved in the slightest, and his heart is a little cold and fearful.

Ruoruo blew on the porridge in the bowl and fed him a spoon. On the other side, Lin Wan'er reached into his wide robe and carefully adjusted the position of the grain bag in the double cloth belt, which was Fan Xian's request, using the cloth belt to bind the wound, plus the heavy bag pressing, it was very good for the healing of the wound.

Fan Xian swallowed the porridge with some difficulty, and complained: "Drinking porridge every day, birds fade out of my mouth...... I want to go home...... Not to mention eating the dishes of Baoyuelou, drinking the fruit berries made by Aunt Liu is also much stronger than this. ”

Lin Wan'er said angrily: "I just woke up for two days, but there are a lot of words, since Your Majesty has allowed you to recuperate in the palace, what gossip are you afraid of...... But...... What does it mean to fade out of your mouth?"

Fan Ruoruo was also puzzled: "What bird?"

Fan Xian's face remained unchanged and changed the topic: "I'm not afraid of gossip...... It's just a little homesick. ”

Now that he is in the palace, he can't contact the Qi Nian team, and His Majesty has issued an order not to let him cāo heart, Wan'er and Ruoruo have not left the palace at all, and other eunuchs and palace maids are unlikely to say that a few days have passed since the assassination of the Hanging Temple, and he doesn't know any relevant information, let alone ask the old cripple about the shadow in person, which is really unhappy and uneasy.