The Cave House Fallen from Favor Chapter 117 Life and Death (II)

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Blood red is not a poison that seals the throat with blood and kills with one blow, but a person who is hit by blood red, even if the body is cut with a small wound, the wound will not heal, and it can make the injured slowly bleed to death.

The fingers clenching the dagger began to tremble uncontrollably at this realization.

There is no antidote to blood redness so far. Or at least he didn't know what the antidote was.

Sun Xin ordered the prince to be placed in another room, and did not order people to completely separate the two, but just ordered his subordinates to take care of Mo Chou. If holding the hand of such a killer can make the prince feel at ease, then he can only let it go.

asked people to inform Prince Ning to rush back to Yinan City, and at the same time, he also sent people to notify several of King An's henchmen to rush back. Ordinary military doctors have no way to save the prince's life, so they can only use some drugs to delay time.

There are only two people who really have hope and ability to save the prince, one is Ling Xiaohan, the emperor of the Blue Flame Country, and the other is Xu Mo.

This time, Prince An carried out the army with the secret support of Ling Xiaohan, and there are skilled imperial doctors and many rare and precious medicinal materials in the Blue Flame Palace, which may be able to help the prince.

There is also Xu Mo, who has been in the phantom for so many years, and he is also quite good at studying all kinds of poisons. After the last turmoil, Xu Mo, like the prince, did not give up looking for Wei Youlan's whereabouts. He has always stayed by the prince's side, and after raising the army, he also led a team to be responsible for the recruitment work in various places. If the two of them are asked to come over separately now, the emperor will send them to stare at the prince's eyeliner day and night, and they will definitely be aware, but they are afraid that they will cause unnecessary trouble. Therefore, it will be relatively safer to go back together and have a few more scattered targets.

………… Abuse is healthier..............................

This night was a bloody night, and although she couldn't see the color, Mo Chou knew very clearly that the blood was constantly oozing from the man holding her hand.

The military doctor came quickly, quickly cleaned the wound, and then skillfully applied medicine to bandage the wound.

The doctor said: There are seven main wounds, one is in the ribs, fortunately it is not serious, and there is no big problem in recovering after treatment. One was injured in the shoulder blade, although the dagger was pierced deeply, but it did not hurt the muscles and bones, so the medicine stopped the bleeding, and the rest was to rest. There were also several wounds, although blood was seen, but they were only skin injuries, and there was nothing serious. The really fatal wound is the scratch on the heart, just a blood mark of about four or five inches, but because of the best gold sore medicine and Yunnan Baiyao, it still doesn't work, and from time to time there is blood slowly oozing out, although it will not be fatal for a while, but in the long run, this has undoubtedly become the most fatal wound on his body.

And this wound was scratched by his hand!

She obviously didn't know him, and she was even a killer who came to assassinate him with hatred, but why at the last moment, she would be soft-hearted; Why at the last moment, seeing his relieved, relieved smile can't suppress the pain in my heart. Why his deep, melancholy and sad eyes make people feel familiar. Why?

There were still tears on his face that had not dried, because of his sentence: "We should never be separated again......" She couldn't control her tears and cried, in the misty darkness, she knew that she was not a simple hatred for him, but when she thought of what Song Sheng had said, and when she thought of the cruel methods he used to kill other killers, she couldn't help but feel a chill rise in her heart.

Who is he?

At dawn, Song Yu began to heat up, and his whole body was hot. The blood on his chest kept seeping out, the gauze was changing one by one, his lips were gradually bruising, but his face was as hot as fire. This is the worst case, a lot of blood loss plus inner depression and struggle, as well as a long time of lack of sleep, even the iron body can not bear such internal and external torment, the blood does not stop, but it cannot be controlled with drugs.

The handkerchief soaked in ice water was brought one by one, but the temperature could not be lowered, but the doctor did not dare to rashly use medicine to cool down the prince, because the blood did not stop, and he was afraid that the antipyretic medicine would be fierce, and the temperature of the body would drop, and the situation would be worse.

But Song Yu grabbed Mo Chou's hand but didn't let go for a moment.

Mo Chou sat quietly closest to him, his hands were hot like coals, but she felt that he was getting farther and farther away from her. Helpless and frightened, she never knew that death could pull away a person's life inch by inch. There were monstrous waves rolling in her heart, knowing that this man was dead, the mission she came to was completed, and Song Sheng's threat was lifted. But she couldn't be happy, and a small voice in her heart shouted, "Don't! No! No! Struggling and aching, the voice gradually became louder, like thunder, and shouted in her heart: "She doesn't want him to die!" She doesn't want to watch him die! ”

It was as if there were thousands of needles pricking in the head, and the pain caused by each stab was shocking. But she could only sit like this, and there was nothing she could do.

Suddenly, the fingers on his wrists tightened again, and the force was so great that he almost let Mo exhale in pain: "Lan'er! He cried out in pain, and his voice was fierce, as if he was in a heart-rending pain. The person was about to sit up from the bed, but his eyes were closed, and the doctor on the side hurriedly reached out and held it down.

The blood in his chest flowed even more violently, and the shoulder blade, which had stopped bleeding, tore the wound again during this struggle, and the white bandage was immediately stained with a touch of blood. A few military doctors next to him were in a hurry again. I finally managed to restrain my struggling body. finally redressed the wound, but Song Yu's hot body began to twitch involuntarily.

Most of the clothes on Song Yu's body have faded off, and they are all covered with ice cloths, and now if you want to lower the temperature first.

More than an hour passed over and over again, and the temperature finally dropped a little, and the person no longer had convulsions, but he still did not have a clear mind. He kept muttering to himself, shouting from time to time: "Lan'er! Every time he screamed, Mo Chou's body couldn't control a slight tremble, and the struggle in his heart became a little more intense.

Sun Xin, who was finally standing aside, couldn't help but walk to Mo Chou's side and whispered, "His name is 'Lan'er!'" Then you will answer him. ”

Mo Chou raised his head, this iron-clad man, his eyes were full of helplessness, anxiety and pleading.

"Lan'er......" Song Yu's hand tightened again, as if to make sure that he was still holding the hand that he was unwilling to let go.

Mo Chou nodded, and his other hand finally gently shook him: "I'm here!" ”

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