Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Son of the Pit

Especially when Su Yizhao found out that it was the pit who hugged her in front of her, he was so angry that he scolded in his heart.

Her eyes were in a trance, and her heart must have shed a lot of blood.

Suddenly, she was knocked to the ground with a bang, and then a figure lay on top of her. It was dark, and she saw only a pair of shocked eyes before she fell unconscious.

Before she fell unconscious, she had only one thought.

This broom star, once you meet him, it will be fine.

When the woman was kicked away by the guard, Shizi hurriedly looked at the person in his arms, but found that the person was already unconscious.

didn't care about disposing of the woman, Zong Zeming immediately picked up Su Yizhao and said, "Go home!" ”

The carriage drove quickly into the Duanyang Palace, and the prince got out of the carriage with Su Yizhao in his arms and strode towards the mansion.

Seeing this, the chief administrator of the palace immediately greeted him, and he glanced at the person in the arms of the prince strangely.

"Lord Shizi! What are you? ”

"Hurry up and ask the Imperial Doctor to come over!"

Zong Zeming hugged Su Yizhao and entered his yard, and the little orange saw that the prince had blood stains on his hands, and he didn't know it, and he couldn't help but wonder.

"Lord Shizi! Let's treat this little boy's wound first! Wait for the Imperial Doctor to come over, I'm afraid it will take a while! ”

The little orange saw that his own son actually carried the person directly to his bed, so he stepped forward and asked cautiously.

"Ahem! It's okay, you go and prepare hot water, you have to clean the wound! ”

Zong Zeming saw Su Yizhao's expression just now, he should be weak and have lost too much blood.

However, he blocked the woman's kick for Su Yizhao, and when he blocked Su Yizhao under him, it was as if her head was knocked.

Thinking of this, he immediately picked up Su Yizhao's head and touched it carefully. No bloodshed was found, but there was a small bulge.

"Wouldn't you be stupid? It was pretty smart. ”

Holding this person, Zong Zeming suddenly didn't know how to start.

"Let's clean the wound first!" Zong Zeming began to untie Su Yizhao's collar and prepared to clean the wound.

However, as soon as he took off his clothes, the young man's thin body was exposed to him.

The shoulder blades and ribs on his chest were clearly visible, and Zong Zeming shook his head, thinking that it was because he was having a hard time.

It's just that this body is too thin and weak, and it doesn't look like a teenager's shoulders at all.

Suddenly, his previous suspicion flashed through his mind, and he couldn't help but look at his unconscious face.

The eyelashes are curled and very thick, and these eyes are very raw.

The originally red lip flap was pale due to excessive blood loss, but it was very small and delicate.

Delicate skin, excessively fair.

Zong Zeming only felt that the palm holding the young man's shoulder was a little hot, and he immediately let go of his hand and let the small body lie back in the soft bed.

Hurriedly covering Su Yizhao with the quilt, he thought about it and immediately walked back to the door.

"Lord Shizi! Hot water is coming! The little orange was followed by a girl with a copper basin, and the two were about to go inside.

"Give it to me! The doctor was too slow and told them they didn't have to come. Go and invite a doctor to come over, and go back to that Dr. Yang in the Spring Hall! ”

"But the man is almost there......" Little Orange was halfway through his words, but the door was slammed shut.

Zong Zeming looked at the person lying down, thought about it, and stepped forward to turn the person on his side.

He gently wiped the wound with a clean cloth, which he had never done, so he was clumsy.

The water spilled on the bed, wetting a large patch.

After wiping the wound clean, he pulled out a white porcelain vase from his sleeve.

poured a lot of powder on the wound, fortunately it was a long sword, plus he pulled Su Yizhao to dodge it in time, the wound was not deep and the area was not large.

What really made Su Yizhao unconscious was the knock on his head.

After waiting for the medicine, he took Su Yizhao's underwear and tore it off and bandaged her.

The doctor will come over later, it can't be just bare, right?

After thinking about it, he pulled out another piece of his own underwear and put it on her.

It's just that his figure is much bigger than Su Yizhao after all, and after putting it on, he exposed his chest again.

took the futon and wrapped it carefully for Su Yizhao, then turned around and left.

As soon as he opened the door, "Little Orange, make a few more sets of clothes according to her size!" ”

"The slave called the sewing room man to measure the size!"

The little orange is waiting outside the door, today's Shizi really took the wrong medicine, and his behavior is too weird.

"Not necessarily! Just do it! With that, the door was closed again.

"It's not a size, what are you going to do?" The little orange had a bitter face, and had to resign herself to the needlework room.

Seeing that the doctor took his hand off the slender wrist, Zong Zeming hurriedly asked, "Doctor!" She's fine, right? ”

"It's fine! Judging from the pulse, it should be due to the loss of the body before, the lack of tonic and the excessive blood loss today. ”

Shizi hesitated for a moment, lifted the corner of the curtain, and said to the doctor: "She knocked her head before, is it the cause of her coma?" ”

The doctor touched the back of his head facing him and said, "Yes, but it's fine." It's just that her body is weak, so she is still unconscious at the moment! ”

Just as he was about to turn the person over, he was interrupted by Zong Zeming waving his hand.

"Diagnosis can only be made by looking at what you hear. If you don't let you see this, and don't let you get started, I'm afraid that you can't do anything. ”

Dr. Yang's face is not good, this is to see the patient, but he is not allowed to see the patient, which is really a strange thing.

Zong Zeming shook his head, and coughed twice in a hurry.

"Ahem! Now that the wound has been treated, there is no need to bother you! ”

The prince put the curtain down again, and Dr. Yang was even more surprised when he saw this, and he didn't know who was lying on this bed.

"Do you need to make a tonic?" Shizi's throat was a little hoarse, but his tone was a little eager.

"Naturally, it's going to be opened! If you don't take care of your body, you will hurt your foundation. In the future, if the moon is not in harmony, I am afraid that it will hinder the heirs! ”

After the doctor finished speaking, he took out the four treasures of the study, and Zong Zeming was shocked when he heard this.

Sure enough, it's a girl! He didn't expect it badly!

It's not that there are no boys and girls, but Su Yizhao refused to let people search his body before, and the little shyness he unconsciously showed made him suspicious.

……

The study was quiet, and the person sitting in front of the bookcase stroked the jade wrench with his fingers and fell into deep thought.

"I have done an autopsy, and it is no different from what the little boy said."

"What kind of poison can you find out?" The young man's clear voice came out, and the kneeling man's heart sank.

"That work is recognized, and it is said that it is Zhu Ying from the Western Regions."

"Zhu Ying of the Western Regions?" The young man's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and then he snorted coldly.

"Yes! This poison is guided by the venom and cinnabar of the silver snake, and after the poisoning, the symptoms are the same as the man's, and the appearance cannot be seen, and can only be distinguished from those few subtle differences. ”

"How did you know that? I heard that the silver snake is hard to find, and few people can get this poison! Or the poison of the Western Regions. ”

Zong Zeming became suspicious, such poison is probably only in the hands of those powerful people in the Western Regions.

"That stumbling said that he had heard it happen to someone, and because of its rarity, he remembered the symptoms." The kneeling man in black replied respectfully.

"Humph! Go and check the work, I'm afraid it is also part of the plan. Zong Zeming snorted coldly.