Seeing that she couldn't convince him, Xueyao's eyes flashed coldly, and she said sharply: "I told you to leave, since you didn't listen, why let me save him."

After speaking, she pretended to walk away.

Ning Yunfan suddenly panicked, just when Xiaoshu was out of breath, it was Tang Xueyao who came back to life and rescued him.

Already desperate, she gave hope again.Seeing that Xiaoshu was unconscious and unconscious, she was the only one who said she could save Xiaoshu.When Ning Yunfan saw that everyone looked at Xiaoshu as if he was looking at a dead person, he screamed in his heart, no, Xiaoshu is not dead yet.

No matter what, he should let her try, this is the only way for Xiaoshu to survive.

"Wait! Can you really save Xiaoshu?" Ning Yunfan's voice was full of pleading, hoping to hear a definite answer from her.

"I say I can save you if you can, you don't believe me?" Tang Xueyao raised her eyebrows, feeling angry and anxious.

"Okay, I believe you. As long as you can save him, I will agree to any request. I will leave now, and I will leave now." Ning Yunfan handed Xiaoshu to her, and shouted at everyone: "You also give me go out."

Driven away by him, everyone in the arena retreated one after another.

Xueyao slammed the door shut in front of Ning Yunfan.Then with a wave of his hand, he brought the little tree into the fairy grass space.She took a bottle of spring water from the Immortal Grass Space to clean the wound on the little tree's head.

The little tree seemed to have rolled down from a high place and hit his head on a rock. Not only was his body covered in bruises, but there was also a big wound on the back of his head, which was bleeding profusely.Just outside she used a silver needle to stop the bleeding, but it seemed that there was congestion in the brain, which led to a coma.

After cleaning the wound, Xueyao picked some fairy grass from the space, mashed some of it and applied it on Xiaoshu's wound, and some of it was mashed into juice mixed with spiritual spring water and slowly fed to Xiaoshu.

Fortunately, Xiaoshu was still able to swallow the spring water mixed with the grass jelly juice, and the wound on his head began to heal.

Xueyao did not let out a sigh of relief, she frowned and looked at Xiaoshu who was still unconscious, her face was still extremely pale.

It seems that the congestion in the brain has not disappeared, and Xiaoshu will not wake up.

Xueyao took out a special silver needle, dipped it in the juice of the grass jelly, and then carefully needled the little tree.

The human head is a very complicated and precise part. Her acupuncture must not only be precise on the acupuncture points, but also moderate in strength, so as to dissolve the congestion in Xiaoshu's skull little by little.

Xueyao's movements were slow but firm, holding the slender silver needle firmly with her hand, pinpointing every point.Five hours passed without knowing it, and her forehead was also covered with fine beads of sweat.

Finally, Xiaoshu's breathing gradually calmed down, and she was relieved.She took a deep breath, just now she was really worried that she would not be able to pull Xiaoshu back from the gate of hell.Fortunately, Xiao Shufu survived, and the next thing is to see if he can wake up.

After she finished applying the needles and came out of the fairy grass space, she found that it was completely dark.

"Ah, it's been so long," she said to herself.Although she felt very tired, she knew that someone outside must be waiting for news, and she had to go out and explain Xiaoshu's situation.

At this time, Ning Yunfan waited anxiously outside the door.Although he was very anxious, he didn't dare to break in and take a peek.He could only pace back and forth uneasily, stretching his neck to look at the closed door from time to time, as if he could see the situation inside through the window.

When it was getting dark, the emperor ordered the palace staff to light a lantern in the corridor, and ordered two guards to hold a fire to illuminate him.

Ning Yunfan had no time to take care of these, even though it was as bright as day at this time, his heart was as dark as the current night.

Seeing Xueyao finally opened the door, Ning Yunfan went up to meet her, and asked expectantly, "Where's Xiaoshu? How is he? Have you cured him yet?"

She frowned and said coldly: "Xiaoshu is still in a coma, but his life is saved."

"Really? That's great! I'll go and see him." After saying that, he wanted to cross Xueyao and go in to see Xiaoshu.

Xueyao blocked his way and closed the door behind her back.

"Wait, he's been hit hard on the head, and he hasn't woken up yet, and I can't guarantee when he will wake up, and it's even possible that he'll sleep forever." Her voice was low, her brows were furrowed.

"What?! No, how could this be? I want to go in and see him." When Ning Yunfan heard about Xiaoshu's situation, he became even more anxious. He just wanted to be by his son's side now.

"You'd better not go in now, and don't touch him. If your head hurts, you should avoid making noise and moving around at will. He just bled so much, and you can see how dangerous it is. God blesses you if you can be rescued." , don't make any more trouble."

Ning Yunfan's originally tall and straight figure suddenly bent down, as if he had lost even the strength to stand, and the guard behind him hurriedly supported his arm.

With a pale face, he murmured: "My poor little tree, my son, I met you because of my father. Could it be that God doesn't even give me a little time for us father and son to share our family relationship?"

Ning Yunfan knelt down in front of the door of Xiaoshu's room with tears streaming down his face, no longer the rebellious and rebellious man he was in front of everyone before, a majestic seven-foot man, crying bitterly, wishing to replace him with his body.

Suddenly he pointed at the sky and scolded angrily: "God, you thief, don't torture my son, if there is any suffering, come to me!"

He sometimes mourns and wails, and his voice in this deep palace is even more empty and resentful, and sometimes he scolds with angry eyes, as if he is insane.

Infected by his sadness, the crowd was suddenly filled with sorrow, and many people quietly wiped away the tears from their eyes.

Seeing him like this, the emperor couldn't help crying, and motioned Liu Fu to help the King of Lingnan up.

Liu Fu hurriedly stepped forward to help him, and while wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes, he advised Ning Yunfan: "My lord, get up quickly. The auspicious man has his own destiny, and he will be safe."

"I don't, I want to stay here with my son until he wakes up." Ning Yunfan pushed Liu Fu's hand away, almost pushing Liu Fu staggeringly.

The emperor also came over to persuade: "Imperial brother, God sees your sincerity, and will not bear to let your father and son be separated forever. If Xiaoshu is a filial person, he will not want you to hurt yourself like this. You might as well go to rest first, and come to take care of Xiaoshu tomorrow." Tree. Didn't Xueyao say that he is fine for the time being?"

After finishing speaking, the emperor winked at Xueyao, asking her to speak to ease King Lingnan's heart.

Seeing him like this, Xueyao still looked like the arrogant and rude King of Lingnan, plus Xiaoshu's life and death were uncertain, she couldn't help feeling sad.Seeing that he is Xiaoshu's father, and because he did shed tears for Xiaoshu, Xueyao stepped forward to comfort him and said, "Uncle Huang, get up, it won't help if you do this. More exposure, If you kneel on the ground like this, you will hurt yourself instead."

"I don't!" At this moment, Ning Yunfan was still the decisive general on the battlefield. He was like a stubborn child, who would stubbornly say no to anyone.After speaking, there was another burst of crying.

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