shock!Little Orphan, she made the perfume world cry

After half a month's rest, when Luo Wushuang saw Mu Junze again, Luo Wushuang never expected such a scene.

He was carried into Zhaoyang Palace by Liang Youzhong.

"What's the matter?" Luo Wushuang followed anxiously: "What's wrong, Your Highness?"

Ding Shunzhi, who was traveling with Mu Junze, hurriedly knelt down and reported: "Your Highness was assassinated on the way back and was stabbed in the chest. He may have lost too much blood and is still in a coma. It's because his subordinates failed to rescue him. Please punish him!"

After hearing this, Luo Wushuang's mind went blank for a while, she looked at Mu Junze lying on the bed, and did not speak for a long time.Isn't this guy very good at martial arts?How could an assassin hurt him so badly?She walked to the bed and saw that Mu Junze's face was pale, his lips were densely covered with bluish-black beard stubble, and the bandage on his chest was covered with dark red dried blood. Luo Wushuang was terrified and couldn't care less about asking Ding Shunzhi what to do.

But as soon as the person who invited the doctor reached the door, he was stopped by Steward Wang.

"Your Majesty, Your Highness once told this old slave not to invite the doctor to the mansion when he was injured, so as not to cause more trouble!" Steward Wang replied helplessly, frowning.

"What's the reason? How can there be no reason not to seek medical treatment?" Luo Wushuang asked anxiously.

"Your Majesty doesn't know. Our Highness doesn't know how many open and dark arrows we have encountered. If he hadn't practiced martial arts when he was young, I'm afraid..." Steward Wang sighed and said, "Even if His Highness was injured or sick, he never dared to reveal anything. When seeing a doctor, he also went to the medical clinic in disguise, just because he was afraid that others would find out that he was taking advantage of his loopholes..."

"Who would keep targeting him like this?" Luo Wushuang blurted out, but just after asking, he knew that he was a prince above ten thousand people, had no official position in the court, and was harmless to humans and animals. Except for some people who naturally regarded him as an imaginary enemy, who would not let him go like this?
Luo Wushuang thought for a while and said: "It doesn't matter, just go and invite the best doctor in the city. This time, he was stabbed while visiting Beizhen. There will be many people who know about it. I don't care if one more doctor knows about it. What's more, it is still an injury for the public. The emperor and queen mother should also know about it."

Hearing Wang Hao's words, Steward Wang also had a backbone, so he hurriedly followed suit.

Luo Wushuang then ordered Grandma Sun to cook some millet porridge, and asked Liang Youzhong to secretly strengthen the defense of the palace. Then he asked Ding Shunzhi: "Did His Highness be assassinated in Beizhen or Da'an? What was the situation at that time?"

"I was assassinated when I just returned to Da'an territory." Ding Shunzhi recalled: "We rested at the inn that night. At midnight, we heard a loud noise in His Highness's room. When we arrived, those assassins fell to the ground, looking dazed. At that time, His Highness was stabbed in the chest, and his chest was bright red. We quickly dealt with the assassins and immediately helped His Highness stop the bleeding. At first His Highness was still able to speak and was conscious, and then... fainted."

"Didn't you see a doctor on the way?" Luo Wushuang felt his heart ache when he heard it.

"We brought a doctor with us, and the doctor took care of the wound." Ding Shunzhi was a little worried and guilty: "Because we didn't want to cause trouble, we didn't go to see another doctor. The accompanying doctor said that His Highness lost too much blood and needs to replenish blood and rest."

Luo Wushuang: "How long has Your Highness been in a coma?"

Ding Shunzhi: "It's been three days and three nights now!"

"It's been so long!" Luo Wushuang gasped, and became even more anxious: "Where's the accompanying doctor? Why didn't he come back?"

"The doctor and other officers and soldiers escorting Yinliang were sent by the emperor, and they returned to the palace as soon as they returned to Ziyang City." Ding Shunzhi replied truthfully.

Luo Wushuang was even more anxious when she heard that, she stood up and walked back and forth involuntarily, but she was helpless, an unprecedented sense of powerlessness disturbed her even more.

After a while, Nanny Sun brought over the cooked millet porridge, together with Lele, she looked inside anxiously and asked, "How is your Highness? Are you awake?"

"Where did you hear the nonsense? Your Highness is fine, but he just suffered some skin trauma, just take a rest." Luo Wushuang snapped, "Don't come here to disturb you if you have nothing to do, everyone retreats, Sun Nanny will go in with me to serve."

Lele was stunned for a moment, her eyes full of grievances, but she had no choice but to retreat reluctantly.

After she left, Luo Wushuang called Ding Shunzhi back and said, "Go and tell everyone in the know that His Highness's injury is not allowed to be revealed. You and Liang guards are guarding the Zhaoyang Palace. Except for Steward Wang and Nanny Sun, no one else is allowed to enter the palace at will. I will take care of it here these days. If there is anything to do, just come and go to me."

Ding Shunzhi didn't have any ideas at first, but now seeing that the concubine and concubine arranged everything in an orderly manner, he was determined and obeyed.

Luo Wushuang took Nanny Sun into the bedroom, Nanny Sun looked like Mu Junze, her eye circles were red, Luo Wushuang asked her to help Mu Junze up, while she took the bowl of warm water that had just been poured down, and tried to feed it into Mu Junze's mouth little by little with a small spoon.

But the water couldn't be fed in at all, and Luo Wushuang had no choice but to ask Nanny Sun to take some high-quality ginseng slices and press them under his tongue, and then asked Ding Shunzhi to drink up the millet porridge, so as not to arouse suspicion.

After another cup of tea, Liang Youzhong finally brought the doctor. When the doctor came in, he was still blindfolded. When he was untied, he was slightly taken aback. Without saying anything, he went straight to the topic and went to the bedside to diagnose Mu Junze's pulse.

Luo Wushuang saw that his brows were getting tighter and tighter, and his heart was also tugged. He wanted to ask about the situation but was afraid of being disturbed.Fortunately, the doctor was very quick. After diagnosing the pulse, he cut off the bandage and looked at it. He sighed and said, "It's too late, why did you call the doctor now?"

"What do you mean?" Luo Wushuang asked nervously: "What do you mean it's too late, he just suffered a skin trauma, he lost too much blood and fell into a coma, doctor!"

"It's not a coma caused by excessive blood loss, it's poison." The doctor shook his head and said, "The poison is very strong. If I can save the old man within two days, it has been about three days now. I really can't do anything!"

"How did this happen?" Luo Wushuang's voice trembled uncontrollably: "Didn't it mean that you just lost too much blood, so you can take a rest?"

"I don't know who told you, girl, you can see that the blood from the wound has turned black, it must be poison, the old man can't judge wrong." The doctor shook his head, feeling very regretful.

"Then what should we do?" Luo Wushuang held the doctor's hand and said, "Doctor, you can't just ignore death, there is always a way, right?"

"Hey, it's not that I don't want to be saved, I can't!" The doctor sighed, "I'm afraid the only one who can detoxify this poison is the master of the imperial hospital, but that's the royal doctor, not everyone can get it!"