Qin Mingyu covered her chest, lowered her head, pinched a silk handkerchief in her hand and couldn't help wiping her tears, suddenly heard movement at the door, she looked back, took a few steps over and hugged Mrs. Shen, crying silently: "Mother!" Boat, boat, ......"

No wonder Qin Mingyu hugged Mrs. Shen and cried heartbreakingly, it was really the smell of blood on the bed was really terrifying, Shen Zhan didn't know how many knife wounds he had suffered on his body, the brocade robe of Qianjinyu was rotten, and the blood flowing from the wound was soaked in the quilt.

The people around didn't dare to step forward too much, so they could only watch Zheng Er soak the white cloth in warm water and gently wipe the blood off Shen Zhan's face little by little.

Ye Lingwu glanced at the slightly pale face of the man on the bed from a distance, and suddenly couldn't tell what it was like in his heart.

"Dr. Yu is here! Dr. Yu is here! Tanchun shouted at the door, and Fu's mother hurriedly invited the old doctor into the house when she heard the sound.

The ladies in the house invariably gave way to each other, Qin Mingyu didn't dare to delay the old doctor's diagnosis and treatment, but she still couldn't help but say verbosely: "Doctor, you must save my son, please, please." ”

Always high in front of outsiders, the eldest princess of the first emperor with golden branches and jade leaves, now for her son, she can also bow her posture and ask for help.

The old doctor hurriedly responded: "Don't worry, big lady, the old man will try his best to save him, and please go out first in the house, don't disturb." ”

"Yes, yes, what the old doctor said is, let's not disturb the doctor, let's go out and wait." Old Mrs. Shen spoke, and everyone in the house rushed out again.

There is a warm pavilion in the courtyard of Qingzhu Pavilion, the sky is already bright, but the small people in the courtyard have not added charcoal fire, and it is still cold when they enter the house.

Zheng Er took a pot of hot tea, served it to the host on the seat one by one, and then went to comfort Qin Mingyu and said, "Don't be sad, Master Hou, he must be fine."

Ye Lingwu heard the words and looked over, and saw that Qin Mingyu actually took Zheng Er's hand and patted it gently, and the two actually talked.

- "Oh no, no, old lady! ”

Tanchun and the magpie ran into the house, one with tears on his face, almost falling to his knees, and the other with panic written on his face.

Qin Mingyu stood up suddenly, "What's wrong?" ”

The magpie's shoulders trembled, and he said, "Doctor Yu, Doctor Yu said that Master Hou is not good." ”

Qin Mingyu stumbled down and planted his legs back on the chair with weak legs, and Zheng Er didn't have time to help him.

"Are you telling the truth? Did Dr. Yu say it himself? Old Mrs. Shen's chest suddenly became panicked, her chest rose and fell, and her face was incredulous.

Tanchun cried and nodded: "It was Dr. Yu who said that Master Hou's injuries were bleeding too much, and if he couldn't survive three days, he asked us to prepare for the future." ”

These words hit everyone like a thunderbolt on a sunny day.

The silk silk in Ye Lingwu's hand was crumpled into a ball, and before she could react, Old Lady Shen, Qin Mingyu and the girl in the second room rushed to the bedroom.

Qin Xiao stood outside the door, and when he saw the female dependents coming like a tide, he hurriedly stepped aside, and did not breathe a sigh of relief until everyone had entered.

There was a cry in the room, and the bed was surrounded by crying women, and even Mrs. Shen couldn't stop wiping her tears with a silk handkerchief.

Ye Lingwu rushed over, looked through the thin curtain and glanced in, although he didn't see it very clearly, but he could be sure that the man on the bed was indeed not angry at all.

This was the first time she had seen Shen Zhan's dying fragile appearance,

Her heart suddenly hurt again, and she seemed to be drowning in the water and couldn't breathe.

Qin Mingyu lay on the edge of the bed and cried heartbreakingly, no matter how much Mother Fu comforted her, it was useless, and she fainted again after crying for a long time.

Several female envoys hurriedly moved people to the warm pavilion, and the old doctor had just packed up the medicine box, and even the people with the boxes were invited to the warm pavilion.

The people in the room suddenly decreased by half, and it was also a lot quieter, and the old lady Shen sat on the soft couch, her wrinkled face showing exhaustion, as if she was more than ten years old in an instant.

Ye Lingwu's heart suddenly hurt, and tears brewed in his eyes.

It's just that at this moment, Ye Lingwu seemed to suddenly see the helplessness and sadness of Old Lady Shen when she faced her husband and son's life and death.

It was only at this moment that Ye Lingwu was deeply aware of the current status of the Ningbei Hou Mansion, how hard-won it was, and how many tears were behind it.

In fact, she wanted to get closer to the bed and take a good look at Shen Zhan, but she was only a few steps away, but she couldn't take a step, maybe because of scruples, or because she was afraid.

"Master Hou!" A shout came from outside the house.

Ye Lingwu was stunned and looked for it, and saw two black flag guards walking towards Yue Yang, he was covered in blood, his clothes were ragged, he was probably too sad, and his steps looked like a thousand and a half pounds and a half.

Yue Yang saw Ye Lingwu come out, as if he was grasping a life-saving straw, regardless of the wounds on his body, he excitedly pushed away the black flag guard beside him, stepped forward in two steps and said, "Cousin, how is Hou Ye, Hou Ye, Hou Ye?" ”

Ye Lingwu didn't dare to look at him, buried his head and was silent for a long time: "Doctor Yu said that Master Hou lost too much blood, if he can't survive for three days, let's hurry."

Prepare for the aftermath, she can't speak.

"No, it's impossible," Yue Yang staggered twice, "Master Hou, he won't have an accident, it's impossible." ”

As he spoke, Yue Yang was about to rush towards the house, but fortunately, Qin Xiao hugged him and quickly stopped him.

"You let go of me, I'm going to see Master Hou!" Yue Yang struggled, and due to the excessive movement, the wound that had not been treated began to bleed out again.

Qin Xiao roared, "You're enough!" The old lady is still inside, not to mention that it's all this time, can you not go crazy! “

Yue Yang's movements gradually retracted, and he fell to the ground in a state of despair, crying: "Master Hou, Yue Yang is sorry for you, Yue Yang is sorry for you!" ”

Qin Xiao sighed deeply and turned around in silence.

Ye Lingwu walked over slowly, squatted down and comforted: "Little General's Day Mourning, the wounds on your body are still bleeding, let's go back and deal with the wounds quickly." ”

"I'm not leaving, I'm going to accompany Master Hou!" A mountain fell, like ruins, showing its decay.

"If you don't treat your wounds, they will definitely become inflamed and fester, and Master Hou definitely doesn't want you to be so bad."

"Cousin, don't care about me, I'm going to accompany Master Hou here!" Yue Yang was stubborn like a donkey, only caring about crying and not listening to persuasion at all.

Qin Xiao couldn't help but go down, turned around and looked at Yue Yang on the ground, and then looked at the two black flag guards who brought him, and said with a dark face: "Look, you two are here to watch the show, why don't you help the little general down and bandage the wounds, if something happens, I'll ask you!" ”

The two black flag guards looked panicked, and hurriedly took the order, helped Yue Yang, who was sitting paralyzed on the ground, to help him up, and let the people struggle and take them away from the main courtyard of Qingzhu Pavilion.