Chapter Eighty-Nine: Unable to Return to the Sky?
Song Xiuyu heard her heart, was stunned for a moment, and muttered, "What system?"
As soon as he lowered his head, he found that Shen Jiyin had fainted.
"Shen Jiyin!"
He was so anxious that he didn't have time to wonder about what was going on, so he picked her up horizontally and ran to the nearest dormitory.
The Imperial Physician also hurried here, and when he entered the dormitory, he saw the regent, who had always been cold, sitting by the window in despair.
He only looked up when he heard footsteps approaching.
"You're here, hurry up, hurry up and help her take care of the wound!" Song Xiuyu's tone was a little reproachful, "Why did you come so slowly, is the road from the Tai Hospital so far here!" ”
Song Xiuyu immediately stood up, stepped aside, and made way for the imperial doctor.
Seeing Shen Jiyin lying there with a pale face, his heart was pinched.
The Imperial Doctor was so frightened that he was covered in a cold sweat.
"This, this, Weichen is not like the wind under the feet of the martial guards, he is already running at the fastest speed, the prince forgive me."
"Wechen...... This is the diagnosis and treatment of the side concubine. ”
What the imperial doctor said is indeed true, he is so old, and he has been running all the way, and he is tired and out of breath at this time, and he has to pause a few times to speak.
Seeing that the imperial doctor's brows were furrowed after diagnosing the pulse, Song Xiuyu couldn't wait to speak: "How about it, do you need any precious medicinal materials, just open your mouth, I will send someone to find it now, and I must cure Xiyin!"
But the imperial doctor's reaction once again hit his mood to the bottom.
"This ...... Lord, the situation of the side concubine ......"
The Imperial Physician glanced at the Regent without saying a word.
Then he suddenly knelt down with a puff: "Forgive Weichen for being incompetent, the situation of the side concubine is too bad, Weichen's medical skills are not good, and he can't go back to heaven!"
"What!" Song Xiuyu shouted in disbelief.
"You take a good look at it, how is it possible!" He took two steps back, shook twice as if he had been drained of strength in an instant, and held on to the table behind him to stand firmly.
"Weichen can't help it, Lord Wang, that dagger is smeared with poison, and there is no solution!"
"Get out, useless thing!"
"A bunch of useless things!"
Song Xiuyu yelled and drove them all out.
He staggered to the bed, and he grabbed her hand tightly, refusing to let go.
"Shen Jiyin, who asked you to block the knife for me......"
"This king is not so weak, I need a woman to block the knife for me, you should wake up quickly."
"The imperial doctor said that he couldn't return to heaven, so I didn't want to, don't worry, I will definitely find a way to cure you."
Song Xiuyu said in a low voice, but as he spoke, his eyes turned red.
Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed Song Xiuyu remembered someone.
"That's right! The medical saint must have a way, didn't he promise to give you a chance, I'll go to him! ”
"Shen Jiyin, you hold me up, you must wait for me to come back!"
Thinking of this, Song Xiuyu immediately stood up, he reluctantly let go of his hand and called the maid waiting outside the house.
"Come on, take care of her, I'll go find the medical saint and come back!" Song Xiuyu frowned slightly and ordered.
"Yes."
But before he could get out of the dormitory, a person came from outside the house.
"Report!"
"Lord Wang, it's not good, the general of the protector is poisoned with arrows, go and take a look!"
Song Xiuyu frowned, and his mood was extremely complicated for a moment, but he still stabilized his mind to confirm the injury of the Protector General: "The Protector General was also hit by an arrow, what does the Imperial Doctor say?"
The soldier still had untreated wounds on his own face, but he couldn't help but sobble when he talked about the injuries of the Protector General.
"General, he ...... The Imperial Doctor said that he was powerless, it was all my fault, and if it weren't for my general, I wouldn't have been ......."
Song Xiuyu was stunned.
God really likes to joke with him.
On one side is the general who protects the country, and on the other side is Shen Jiyin, who saved his life, which makes him choose.
The medical saint only gave him one chance!
Song Xiuyu was a little anxious, and suddenly fell into a dilemma.
"I ......" Song Xiuyu wanted to speak and stopped, he was reluctant to see the dignified general who protected the country end like this, even if he died on the battlefield, he would not feel so aggrieved.
But Shen Jiyin, he can't rest assured.
Song Xiuyu couldn't help but pace back and forth in the room, thinking about how to choose.
After thinking about it, he couldn't help but sigh deeply.
"I'm sorry, General......" He bowed deeply towards the door, leaving the soldier dumbfounded.
But as long as he knew it, it was his deep guilt for the general.
He can choose to give up Shen Jiyin and find a medical saint to heal the general, for the sake of the country, this is indeed the most important choice he should make.
But he couldn't.
He would rather owe the general a lifetime than live up to Shen Yinyin.
She sacrificed her life to save her!
Besides, the opportunity to heal the saint was originally obtained by Shen Jiyin herself.
It is also a matter of course to use it on her.
Now that the decision has been made, Song Xiuyu is ready to set off, and when he leaves, he can't help but return to the dormitory again to say goodbye to Shen Jiyin.
"When I come back, I will go to find the medical saint for you, you will definitely be able to return to the lively appearance before, you must wait for me to ......"
With that, he turned around and prepared to leave.
At this moment, Shen Jiyin on the bed suddenly woke up.
"Wait......"
"Ahem...... Ahem......"
"The opportunity that the doctor promised me, you...... You must give the protector general ......"
"You promise me ......"
When Shen Jiyin was in a coma, she could faintly hear the sounds around her, but her eyelids were extremely heavy, and she couldn't open her eyes at all, nor could she make a sound.
It was only now that she finally woke up, and her first reaction was to save the general who protected the country.
If something happens to the protector general, the world will be in chaos!
Never!
"I know that the general is very important, Shen Jiyin, but what about you, you are like this to save me, this is originally an opportunity for you to fight for, and I will think of another way for the general to protect the country."
Song Xiuyu was a little persistent and didn't want to listen to her arrangement.
Shen Jiyin was a little helpless by his stubbornness, and wanted to sit up and talk to him.
But before he sat up, the wound was painful, and a cry of pain unconsciously overflowed from his lips.
"Don't move, be careful!" Song Xiuyu was startled, and immediately stepped forward to check, but fortunately, the wound was fine.
"I'm fine, you listen to me, how important the protector general is, you should know better than me, besides, you are the regent, of course you have to choose the country between home and country!"
"It's really okay with me, you must let the medical saint save the general first, otherwise the spittle stars of the people will drown you alive!"
Shen Jiyin had a clear priority, she was moved by Song Xiuyu to resolutely choose her between her and the general, but she also knew that Song Xiuyu's choice was too impulsive.
In fact, even if he chooses a general, she won't blame him.