Eight Young Masters of Yang Family Generals

"Well, I know!" Yang Yanrong patted the shoulder of the beautiful woman in his arms, and said softly: "I'm back, and I will never leave you again! Rongrong, who is sick?", Yang Yanrong Looking at the medicine bowl in Murong Rong's hand, he couldn't help frowning and asked.

"It's Princess Anyang!" Murong Rong sighed, raised her head and looked at the man in front of her firmly, and said quietly: "Ever since we left the capital, Anyang has been sick and hasn't improved, hey!" When she said this, she suddenly let out an "ah", broke free from Yang Yanrong's arms, and said anxiously: "Yang Lang, hurry up and see Anyang, I'm afraid she won't be able to survive!"

Yang Yanrong was taken aback, Anyang's illness was so serious?Thinking of this, he took Murong Rong with one hand and walked towards the wing.

Murong Rong pointed to a room and said, "She's in here, Sister Sang and Ke'er are also there!"

Yang Yanrong nodded, took the medicine bowl from Murong Rong's hand, without saying a word, just opened the door and barged in.

With a sound of "squeak", the wooden door was suddenly pushed open, and several women in the room turned their heads in astonishment. When they saw the bald man who suddenly broke into the room, they all covered their mouths, but upon closer inspection , and stared at the man with wide eyes in disbelief, doubt, surprise, excitement...

Yang Yanrong swept his eyes and saw that his women were all there, even Shangguan Xiangyun, Xie Wanting, and Liu Shengnan were also there.He smiled and nodded at these women, without saying a word, and then quickly walked to Luohan's bed with the medicine bowl in his hand. The woman lying on the bed was the Princess Anyang and who was it?

She lost weight and became more haggard!Yang Yanrong carefully placed the medicine bowl on the bedside, and caressed the face of the frail woman in front of her. If it wasn't for her face with deep eye sockets, she could vaguely see what she looked like back then. It's almost impossible to recognize that she is his wife!

The round face turned into an oval face, which made her chin sharp, resembling a vixen in a cartoon character, and her fair cheeks were now wax yellow.The original charming and mischievous appearance was completely gone, and the black hair lost its proper luster and became like withered thatch. At this time, Princess Anyang has a feeling of weakness that makes people feel pitiful to the bone.

"Anyang! I'm back, can you hear me?" Yang Yanrong choked up, grabbed her wrist exposed outside the quilt, and stroked it carefully.

Princess Anyang was as quiet as a sleeping princess, without any reaction at all.

"Brother Yang!" Xiao Ke'er tightly covered her mouth and leaned over gently.

Yang Yanrong turned around and patted Ke'er on the shoulder, then nodded slightly.

"Yang Lang, I'm afraid Anyang won't be able to survive!" Sang Yuchu smiled miserably and said, "Ever since she knew that King Qin had established himself as emperor, she passed out and hasn't woken up yet. Rongrong said, if she can't get over her knot If I untie it, I'm afraid I will just sleep like this until... ", she didn't say the following words, but Yang Yanrong also understood what she wanted to say in her heart.Nodding numbly, she said affirmatively: "She will survive! Because..." Yang Yanrong let out a breath, and continued: "I'm back!"

"Yang Lang, it turns out that you didn't come back. I dare not wake Anyang up forcefully, but if she wakes up now and sees you back again, I believe that Anyang will recover as soon as possible!" Murong Rong didn't know when she had died. Standing behind Yang Yanrong, seeing the worried expression of his sweetheart, he said, "Yang Lang, do you believe me?"

Yang Yanrong was overjoyed when he heard the words, turned around suddenly, stared at Murong Rong and said, "Are you sure?"

Nodding firmly, Murong Rong smiled sweetly.

"Then you come!" Yang Yanrong gritted his teeth and stepped aside.

Murong Rong moved lightly with lotus steps, sat on the side of the bed, removed the brocade quilt covering Princess Anyang's body, looked back, and said, "I need a basin of hot water and a dry towel!"

"I'll go!" Ke'er agreed happily, and his figure disappeared from the room immediately.

Taking out a brocade handkerchief that was folded squarely from her bosom, Murong Rong carefully uncovered a corner, and slowly unfolded the brocade handkerchief. It turned out that there were twelve brocade handkerchiefs of different sizes lying safely inside. One silver needle.When Ke'er brought the hot water, she threw the twelve silver needles into the scalding hot water at once.Sang Yuchu, who had a tacit understanding with her long ago, made a lightning move, quickly picked up the twelve silver needles one by one, and placed them neatly on the dry towel that Ke'er brought over.

Murong Rong nodded incredulously, picked up one of the thinnest and shortest silver needles, inserted it along the center of Anyang Princess's eyebrows, turned it gently, turned three times left and right, and picked it up again. He picked up two silver needles, and inserted his left and right hands into the ears of Princess Anyang at the same time.

Yang Yanrong didn't understand these acupuncture techniques, so he could only stare at Murong Rong's back.

The twelve silver needles were accurately inserted by Murong Rong into the acupuncture points on Princess Anyang's head. After a while, a layer of dark oil appeared on Princess Anyang's forehead.Ke'er quickly wiped it off for her carefully.

Murong Rong stared at the silver needle in her right hand without blinking, and her left hand was not idle either, it kept beating rhythmically on Princess Anyang's heart, her face was full of emotions. Beads of sweat dripped from the concentration.Although she is known as the goddess doctor of the capital, no matter who she is treating, she seems calm and unhurried, but she dare not be careless about the woman in front of her. If she makes a slight mistake, she will regret it for the rest of her life .The acupuncture points that Murong Rong applied were death points, and if the force was a little heavier, the Princess of Anyang would die immediately.If the strength is too light, the treatment effect will not be achieved, which will affect the success or failure of the treatment.

It can be said that among the people in this room, if anyone is the most nervous, it must be Murong Rong!She dare not make a little mistake, let alone make a little mistake.Because, she knows, in Yang Yanrong's heart, every woman here occupies an extremely important position in his heart, no matter which one is missing, he will be sad for the rest of his life!

Time passed bit by bit, and the grayness on Princess Anyang's face faded a lot. Seeing this situation, Murong Rong couldn't help but feel happy. She let go of the silver needle in her hand, and pointed her right hand towards it. The silver needle on the Baihui point of Anyang County Master went away, but her hand stayed on it for a long time, and she finally gritted her teeth and pulled out the silver needle neatly.