After pinching the tyrant's peach blossoms, I was favored

Chapter 111
"emperor?"

Han Shen finally came back at this time, and his heart was suspended when he saw this scene.

"General Han, quickly bring the emperor back to Chengyang Hall." Song Ran spoke anxiously to Han Shen.

She could feel that the tyrant's body was getting colder and colder. If he couldn't get timely treatment, he would be in danger.

Han Shen also knew that the situation was serious, so he hurried to help Si Xie back to Chengyang Hall with Song Ran.

It was dark at night, and when they returned, no one in the palace noticed their whereabouts at all.

Pushing open the door, they put Si Xie on the bed.

"General Han, please help me get some medicine from the Tai Hospital..."

Song Ran said the name of the medicine he needed, and Han Shen nodded immediately.

Seeing that Han Shen was about to go out, Song Ran realized something, and she quickly said to him again: "General Han, the matter of the emperor's serious injury must not be leaked, even the people in Chengyang Palace must not know."

Hearing Song Ran's serious words, Han Shen's eyes darkened.

Song Ran...he was so thoughtful.

That's right, the matter of the emperor's serious injury must not be leaked.

After all, those people who dared to send the killer to Chengyang Palace, if they knew that the emperor was seriously injured, the consequences would be disastrous.

"The general understands." He nodded to Song Ran, and then quickly withdrew.

"Master Vicious is here?" Seeing that Si Xie's wound was still bleeding, Song Ran anxiously yelled into the dark.

Soon, a tall figure appeared in front of Song Ran.

He said to Song Ran with a guilty expression: "Little Eunuch Song, is there anything I can do?"

Tonight, the emperor transferred them away to Ning's house to deal with the matter. Unexpectedly, in just one hour, the emperor was seriously injured.

This made him as a hidden guard feel ashamed.

"I need you to go to my room to get the silver needles I usually use." Song Ran ordered in a serious tone.

When she killed those men in black just now, she had already used up all her silver needles.

If you want acupuncture later, you must use silver needles.

"I'm going over here."

The fierce matter has completely lost vigilance towards Song Ran, and even has the feeling of treating her as the backbone.

"Also, be sure to call all the hidden guards to guard this bedroom, not even a goshawk can be let in."

Song Ran continued to order in a cold voice, and there was an unquestionable feeling in her tone.

"Okay." Fierce nodded heavily, and went to work immediately.

Taking advantage of the time when they went to fetch things, Song Ran gritted her teeth, turned around and peeled off Si Xie's robe with difficulty.

Soon, she saw that on his back, surrounded by countless scars, there was a hideous knife scar that spread from his shoulder to his waist. The blood was still seeping out, which was deeply visible bone.

Song Ran gasped, how could the tyrant hold back such a serious wound and keep silent!

She put her finger on his pulse, only to find that the residual poison had flared up!
It is urgent to carry out the second detoxification now.

Fortunately, Han Shen and Ji Sha were both extremely fast.

They quickly fetched the things Song Ran needed, and Han Shen was worried that Song Ran would not be able to keep up, so he brought her Ouyang Li.

Ouyang Li was sleepy, his hair was disheveled, his clothes were disheveled, and one of his shoes was missing.

In addition, he didn't know how many times he was bitten by Chafeng during the day, and now there are both bite marks and scratches on his arms, and he looks extremely embarrassed.

He originally squinted his eyes, but when he saw the figure lying on the dragon bed, his soul almost flew away.

"This, this, this... Why is the emperor injured again, does it matter?"

"Your Majesty, don't worry about it."

Ouyang Li threw herself on the bed and howled.

"He's not dead yet, it's not your turn to cry."

Song Ran's head hurt from being quarreled by him, so she immediately turned her head and spoke to him sharply.

After her voice fell, her ears finally became much clearer.

Both Han Shen and Ji Sha were a little terrified. Only Song Ran dared to talk about the life and death of the emperor so casually.

Ouyang Li didn't dare to scream anymore, he closed his mouth and looked at Song Ran with wide eyes.

"In the past, burn the silver needle for me." Song Ran said to Ouyang Li in a stern tone.

Ouyang Li nodded quickly, and went to do it very obediently.

He is now helping Song Ran.

But he didn't think it was wrong at all. After all, Song Ran's medical skills were superior to his, and that was as it should be.

After cleaning Si Xie's wound, Song Ran began to sew his wound.

"This, this, this, how can a human wound be sewn up like a thread through a needle?"

Seeing this scene, Ouyang Li couldn't help shouting in surprise.

Being disturbed by his voice again, Song Ran frowned fiercely.

It was only then that she remembered that in the human world, this kind of medical skill of stitching wounds is just a legend. Many people have never tried it, and they always think that if the thread is stitched on the wound, they will die.

However, she doesn't think so.

After living for thousands of years and reading so many medical books, she knew that this medical skill really existed.

"Xiao Song, you, you..." Ouyang Li still wanted to say something about Song Ran.

As a result, Song Ran turned his eyes sideways, glanced at him coldly, and said a warning: "If you dare to quarrel in my ears again, I will make you dumb."

This was the first time Song Ran showed cruelty in front of Ouyang Li, and Ouyang Li was so frightened that he didn't dare to speak anymore.

But soon, his attention was attracted by Song Ran's hand again.

I saw Song Ran's white and slender hands, like embroidery, quickly stitching up Si Xie's wound.

During the period, Song Ran saw thin sweat on Si Xie's neck, and the eyelashes on his closed eyes were trembling slightly.

Then she knew that when he was awake, he could still use his strong willpower to resist the pain, but now he was in a coma.

Thinking of this, she slowed down a lot in stitching, and then softly whispered in his ear: "Your Majesty, it will be healed soon, please be patient."

After she finished speaking, Si Xie's tense body began to relax slowly.

In one go, Song Ran quickly sewed up the long scar.

"The wound is too serious, it is easy to cause the emperor's body to heat up, we must ensure that the emperor survives this period..." Song Ran's face did not relax at all.

She looked at Si Xie, and her tone became more serious.

As an imperial physician, Ouyang Li also knew Song Ran's concerns.

For so many years, most of the seriously injured soldiers who came down from the battlefield died, not because they were too seriously injured, but because the injuries caused their bodies to heat up, which directly killed them.

(End of this chapter)