Chapter 68: Fate is on the line

Feng Wuxi rushed forward, carefully hugged the person in his arms, took out a porcelain bottle from his sleeve, poured out a pill and fed it to his mouth, and used the internal force to carefully input it into his body.

"Brother Che, wake up ......"

The pill melted in his mouth, and the medicinal properties made Xiao Yingche, who was in a coma, wake up a little.

His head leaned weakly into Feng Wuxi's arms, and a low cough kept overflowing from his throat, "Ahem, cough...... Tidal tide? ”

"Brother Che, don't be afraid, I'll take you out." Feng Wuxi took off the cloak on her body and covered Xiao Yingche's body.

Looking at the monstrous flames, his eyelashes trembled.

In her previous life, she was burned alive by the fire, and she actually had a shadow on the fire.

But the worry about Xiao Yingche in her heart made her overcome the fear and hesitation in her heart.

"Ahem...... Xiao Yingche's heart was hit hard again, and at this time, he was choked by the thick smoke, and his breath became weaker and weaker.

The scorching air around him made his already fragile heart and lungs almost unbearable.

Leaning on Feng Wuxi's arms, only the steady heartbeat was left in his ears.

The girl's body fragrance lingered between the wings of her nose, and the pain in her body gradually became numb.

He opened his eyes lovingly and looked at the girl he loved deeply, "Xixi ......"

Feng Wuxi lowered her head, dropped a kiss between his foreheads, and hugged him horizontally, "Brother Che, I will definitely take you out!" ”

The monstrous flames made her unconsciously think of her previous life, Xiao Yingche was burned alive in front of her eyes.

This time, even if she tried her life, she would take him out.

In the firelight, Xiao Yingche couldn't see what was in front of him at all.

Even the girl's face can only see a vague outline, and then it is gradually replaced by darkness.

He opened his mouth, but could not utter a single syllable.

There was a sharp pain in his throat, and the fishy sweetness was surging up.

The pale lips were soaked in bright red, and the last trace of clarity disappeared, sinking into an endless black abyss.

Feng Wuxi looked at the bright red overflowing from the corners of his lips, his eyes were about to split, and he quickly swept out.

......

When the forbidden army arrived, Shadow Beam and Shi Ling with hidden guards had already suppressed the fire.

With the addition of the forbidden army, the monstrous fire was instantly suppressed.

Almost at the same time, Feng Wuxi rushed out of the sea of fire with Xiao Yingche in her arms.

"Your Highness!"

"Childe!"

Shi Ling threw the bucket in his hand, grabbed Feng Wuxi, and narrowly took her to avoid the wooden beam that fell head-on.

Feng Wuxi knelt down and gasped a few times.

In his hand, he still hugged Xiao Yingche tightly.

Yu Ye and Yu Qi looked at Xiao Yingche, who had a weak breath in her arms and was covered in blood, and their expressions suddenly changed, "Childe! ”

Feng Wuxi took a few breaths and picked up Xiao Yingche, "Go back to the palace!" ”

Zhaoyang Hall.

Feng Qinghuang had already taken all the doctors of the Tai Hospital in the palace.

Seeing Feng Wuxi, she hurriedly stepped forward, "Xi'er, are you okay?" ”

Feng Wuxi's fair face was stained with black ash.

On the back of the hand, with burns.

She didn't care at all, she half-hugged Xiao Yingche and sat on the bed, pinching his wrist pulse to input internal force.

Yu Ye stepped forward and carefully took off Xiao Yingche's upper clothes.

The wound on the left shoulder was bloody and blurry, red and swollen with yellow water, and had become inflamed and suppurated.

The most fatal is the wound in the heart.

Normal people are taken from their hearts, and almost all of them lose their lives.

And Xiao Yingche was already damaged in his heart, and he could still take a breath at this time, thanks to the Ning Ling Pill that Feng Wuxi fed him before, hanging his last breath.

But despite this, Xiao Yingche's breath gradually weakened.

The beating of the heart is almost undetectable.

Yu Ye pursed his lips and looked at Feng Qinghuang, "Your Majesty, the child's injury is too serious, only the pavilion master can save it, the minister implores Your Majesty, please invite the pavilion master to enter the palace." ”

Because of the grievances of the ancestors, the master of the Medical Pavilion did not enter the Qianfeng Palace.

But this time, Childe is in danger, except for the pavilion master, he can't think of anyone else who can save Childe.

Feng Qinghuang glanced at Feng Wuxi and said in a deep voice, "Do you know where the Pavilion Master of the Medical Pavilion is?" ”

Yu Ye nodded: "The pavilion master is in the capital." ”

Feng Qinghuang said without hesitation: "Youqi, you take me there, and I will personally invite your pavilion master." ”

You Qi hurriedly responded: "Thank you, Your Majesty." ”

In order to save Xiao Yingche's last breath, Feng Wuxi injected internal force into his body as if he was dying.

In the dark night, he assisted Feng Wuxi to apply needles, cherishing the medicinal materials that were sent like flowing water, temporarily stabilizing Xiao Yingche's condition.

At some point, it started to rain.

A light rain poured down on the eaves.

When Xiao Yuanran, the master of the Medical Pavilion, followed Feng Qinghuang into the Zhaoyang Palace, Xiao Yingche's condition deteriorated again, and his heartbeat stopped for a while.

Xiao Yuanran didn't care about anything else, took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, poured out a fiery pill and fed it into Xiao Yingche's mouth.

Seeing this, the pupils shrank suddenly, "Pavilion Master......"

Xiao Yuanran ignored him and picked up the silver needle.

But in an instant, Xiao Yingche's heart was covered with silver needles.

The breath he was about to dissipate was forcibly kept by Xiao Yuanran.

Feng Wuxi breathed a sigh of relief, and then she was shocked to realize that her muscles and veins were tingling, and her eyes were black and white.

This is a symptom of overdraft.

Xiao Yuanran glanced at her and handed her a porcelain vase, "Eat one, eat it for three days." ”

Feng Wuxi took it and took one without hesitation.

Xiao Yuanran looked at her deeply: "Aren't you afraid that this is poison?" ”

Feng Wuxi closed her eyes and eased, and the corners of her lips hooked up a shallow arc, "As long as you can save Brother Che, even if it is poison, I am willing to take it." ”

When Xiao Yuanran heard this, he sneered, "If it weren't for you, his body wouldn't have decayed like this." ”

"He was wholeheartedly for you and for Qianfeng, but he was abused and abused by you."

"Feng Wuxi, even if you die here now, you won't be able to get his health back!"

Feng Wuxi's long eyelashes trembled twice, and he smiled bitterly, "Uncle Xiao, I know I'm sorry for Brother Che, but as long as I can save him, even if it takes my life, I'm willing." ”

Xiao Yuanran flicked his sleeves and looked at Feng Qinghuang coldly, "The ancestor of my medical pavilion was depressed because of you, and finally died early. ”

"Now, my son's life is on the verge of dying because of your Qianfeng royal family."

"If something happens to Che'er, I won't let you go!"

After the words fell, he turned to look at Youye, "Youye, grab the medicine according to the prescription I said, and boil it into a small half spoon." ”

Spit out a string of medicine names, Xiao Yuanran took out the ointment and carefully applied it to the wound on Xiao Yingche's shoulder.

After that, he took out the silver needle, took out another ointment, and carefully applied it to Xiao Yingche's heart.

Yu Ye hurriedly responded and took the imperial doctor to grab the medicine.

After Feng Wuxi took the pill, the internal force in the dantian recovered slightly, and the tingling pain in the tendons and veins slowly dissipated.

She pinched Xiao Yingche's thin wrist, and her white fingertips fell on his wrist veins.

In the next second, she looked at Xiao Yuanran in shock, "Brother Che's internal strength ......"

Xiao Yuanran took the clean gauze, bandaged his wound calmly, and said lightly: "His heart can't withstand the internal force, and he can barely save his life by scattering his internal force." ”

Feng Wuxi's pitch-black pupils suddenly tightened to the extreme.

Her face turned pale in an instant, her red lips trembled, and she spat out a few broken syllables, "Can you recover?" ”