After forcibly taking the blood of the sick and delicate prince to renew his life

Chapter 31 Do You Drink Blood?

"Stop...stop!"

Yan Qi's voice was hoarse, and he shouted intermittently.

Anxious Yue Jue didn't hear clearly, and looked down at her pale face: "Huan'er?"

"Don't be afraid, elder brother will take you to see Doctor Canglan."

Yan Qi's eyes for help fell on Yue Jue, his pale and bloodless hands firmly grabbed his arm, and said with great effort, "Jiang...Qi, stop...let him stop."

If this drags on, his wound will open.

Yue Jue finally heard Yue Huan's words clearly, and seeing her struggling to bear the pain, her heart ached.

"Huan'er has been talked about, someone will take him there."

She just didn't want him to pass by.

She doesn't want Jiang Qi's blood.

Looking at Jiang Qi's wrinkled and pale face, Yan Qi knew that his injury was probably torn open.

She took a deep breath, supported herself and said, "His injury...take him over."

Yan Qi thought for a while, and she could rest assured that people should follow her under her nose.

Emperor Ming listened to Yue Huan's words, stared at her with deep eyes for a while, and said in a deep voice, "Get him a stretcher."

When Yan Qi heard the voice, he realized that Emperor Ming and the Empress had been following him.

At this time, Yue Jue was on the way back to An Le Hall with her in his arms.

"Father...mother..." Yan Qi moved his lips and called out weakly.

"The queen mother is here, Huan'er, don't be afraid, Doctor Canglan will be here soon."

Murong Lingwen gently held Yue Huan's hand, coaxing her distressedly.

Yesterday I received a letter from Yue Jue, informing her that she and Emperor Ming Huan'er had been found.

She was grateful for God's blessing, and went to the Buddhist hall to copy Buddhist scriptures overnight.

Knowing that Huan'er is going back to the palace today, she dressed up early and waited in the Anle Hall.

Looking forward to seeing a safe and healthy Yue Huan, who would have thought...
Yan Qi held Murong Lingwen's hand tightly, and tried to force a smile: "Don't worry, mother, Huan'er is fine."

Pain and pain, you will always get used to it.

"Lingfan, don't let Huan'er talk anymore." Emperor Ming looked at Yue Huan's bloodless face and persuaded the queen.

Every time Yan Qi said a word, he gasped in pain.

Jiang Qi looked at Yue Huan who was surrounded by him, and then at how he was treated like a wild dog.

While laughing, the two guards brought the stretcher.

Jiang Qi: ...

Yue Jue walked all the way into the Anle Hall and carefully placed Yan Qi on the bed.

Her back was like lying on the tip of a knife, densely tingling, she couldn't help moaning: "Uh..."

"Take it easy." Emperor Ming frowned.

Yue Jue glanced at Emperor Ming aggrievedly, expressing that she was wronged.

Silently, he gently stroked the sweat-drenched hair on Yue Huan's forehead, and coaxed her softly: "Huan'er, good boy, the miracle doctor will be here soon, it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt."

It was his negligence that made Yue Huan feel like this.

If he got off the carriage and went over to have a look, maybe Yue Huan wouldn't be poisoned.

Yan Qi closed his eyes slightly, and only nodded slightly when he heard Yue Jue's voice.

Can she say that she is in pain everywhere?

No part of her body was intact, and everything was tormenting her.

The most noble members of the Yuezhi royal family were helpless to guard the sick Yuehuan.

"Where's Jiang Qi? Haven't you brought it over yet?"

Emperor Ming could only urge the omnipotent to donate blood to Bao Jiangqi.

The guard waiting at the side immediately replied: "Your subordinate will go and urge you now."

Before the guards ran out, a person came in: "Don't rush, isn't it coming?"

It was Cang Lan who came.

Followed by Jiang Qi lying on a stretcher.

He watched the three of them gathered in front of Yue Huan's bed, their faces completely darkened.

He looked at Yue Huan's condition, and rushed people: "Stay away, you are already having trouble breathing, and you want to take half of her air."

After a few meals, they quickly dispersed.

"Genius doctor, Huan'er..." The queen's voice was a little choked up, and she couldn't utter a complete sentence for a moment.

Cang Lan sat on the chair brought by Yue Jue and felt Yue Huan's pulse.

"Queen, don't worry, Canglan will do her best."

Hearing Cang Lan's voice and feeling the cold touch on his wrist, Yan Qi slowly opened his eyes.

She tugged Cang Lan's sleeve lightly, and looked at him fixedly.

Feeling the pull, Cang Lan looked into her eyes.

Yan Qi glanced at Emperor Ming and the others, his eyes moved.

Cang Lan calmly glanced at the few people who were anxiously staring at Yue Huan, and said in a deep voice: "Old rules, please go out and wait for Your Majesty and Queen."

Seeing that Cang Lan understood what he meant, Yan Qi smiled.

Emperor Ming looked at Canglan seriously, and then at the sickly Yue Huan without saying a word.

On the contrary, Empress Murong Lingwen moved first: "Your Majesty, listen to the doctor."

The longer Huan'er's illness dragged on, the more pain she would feel.

"Father, Queen Mother, there are sons and servants guarding here, don't worry!" Yue Jue also joined the persuasion group.

Emperor Ming's face darkened, and he muttered, "I didn't say no to leaving."

Yue Huan is his precious princess, can he not be impatient?

When Cang Lan heard about it, she only added lightly: "Please trouble the prince to go out together."

Yue Jue who was about to sit and wait: ...

He thought that the genius doctor didn't mention his name because he agreed to stay.

The empress who walked to the door looked back at Yue Jue, and Emperor Ming's expression softened a lot in an instant: "Huang Er, come out quickly, don't disturb the genius doctor."

Yue Jue: ...

He always felt weird.

It wasn't until he saw Jiang Qi who was still lying on the stretcher that he realized where the strangeness came from.

It was the same last time, when Huan'er fell ill, Cang Lan and Jiang Qi were still left behind.

Yue Jue couldn't help feeling a little regretful, why didn't he study medicine when he was young?

Is it still too late to become a teacher?
After several people retreated, Cang Lan looked at Yue Huan: "What did you eat?"

Her meridians are very wrong.

There is chaos in the stability, always feeling that there are two invisible things colliding with each other, twisting her meridians.

Yue Huan cleared her throat, but her voice was still very hoarse: "The medicine you prescribed."

"Why did the medicine I prescribed come to this? I am helping you soothe your meridians, not letting it cause riots."

Cang Lan stated the facts.

Jiang Qi listened to the words of the two of them quietly, he remembered that Yue Huan in the carriage did take the medicine twice, and he found it from different bags.

One black and one white porcelain vase.

If one bottle was given by Cang Lan, then who did the other come from?

"Have you eaten anything else? Your symptoms don't look like you drank blood."

Cang Lan stared at Yue Huan seriously, her body was too complex and fragile, and random medication would only increase the burden on her body.

Yan Qi suddenly remembered that she had taken the medicine Wen Mo had prepared for her, and she was in a daze from the pain and forgot it for a moment.

"A painkiller that a friend prepared for me."

She remembered that Wen Mo said that it was called a painkiller, and it didn't have a fancy name.

friend?

Jiang Qi's expression moved slightly.

"Show me." Cang Lan nodded clearly.

"In my sleeve pocket is a white porcelain bottle." Yan Qi looked at Cang Lan embarrassedly, and smiled with difficulty: "Please trouble the genius doctor to search for it yourself, Yue Huan really doesn't have the strength."

Cang Lan glanced at Yue Huan, it was the first time she hadn't fallen into a coma since she hadn't drank the Blood of Yin.

Already very persistent.

He took out the white porcelain bottle in his sleeve pocket, poured out a black pill and put it in his palm to observe.

Then he smelled the fragrance of the medicine again.

Scholl concluded: "It's a very good medicine, and it really has an inhibitory effect on your illness."

He also heard about Yue Huan's fall from the cliff, so he thought it was some kind of adventure.

To be able to concoct such a pill for Yue Huan's Fallen Soul Poison in just a few days is not uncommon.

"He knows fallen souls very well." Cang Lan was determined.

Yan Qi looked at Cang Lan in amazement, the miracle doctor is worthy of being a miracle doctor, and he can find the clue just because of a single pill.

Cang Lan looked at Yue Huan, then said:

"Although the medicine is a good medicine, it cannot be taken together with the medicine I gave you. Too much medicine is not good for your body."

Cang Lan didn't need to say much, Yan Qi had already deeply felt the pain of Ling Chi when the medicine was too powerful.

"Drink blood?" Cang Lan mentioned abruptly.

For Yue Huan's illness, she either needs to be dormant with acupuncture, or suppressed by drinking blood.

There is no choice.

Yan Qi frowned: "I said, I won't drink Jiang Qi's blood again."

(End of this chapter)