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Now that Ye Fengya is so serious, it seems really unreasonable not to take a look. Besides, Leng Rutong still doesn't want to see him. After all, even if he uses her, they are in the same boat now.

If Ye Fengya is gone, it won't do her any good.

"Guan Zhao, what is the condition of the Seventh Prince's injury?" Leng Rutong asked Zhao Guanshi as he walked towards Ye Fengya's study.

"Back to the imperial concubine, the wound has deteriorated seriously. Originally, the master had injured his muscles and bones. He was unable to move. He endured the pain and went back to the mansion. This will add to the hot weather, and the wound has already festered. If it is not treated in time, he will die. It's dangerous, right now this society has a high fever and people are unconscious, I'm really a slave to death." Manager Zhao's face was full of sadness.

"The imperial doctor is here, so you don't have to worry, he can still hug me this morning, so it shouldn't be a big deal." Leng Rutong comforted Zhao Guanshi, and stepped into the study.

Ye Fengya's complexion was even uglier than in the morning, her pale face did not diminish his beauty at all, on the contrary, she showed a delicate beauty, this is a beauty, no matter when she exudes charm, she can attract people, she is as cold as an pupil If she doesn't admit it, Ye Fengya's pitiful appearance touched her.

She sat down and took his hand, her hand was scalding terribly hot, Rutong was startled, it seemed that Guanshi Zhao was not exaggerating, if the temperature didn't cool down, he would burn to death.

She shouted at the imperial doctor angrily: "It's only been a day, why hasn't the fever subsided?" I can't return it, and I don't know what is the use of raising them.

"Damn the humble minister." The imperial doctor immediately knelt down, a little helpless, there was no particularly effective way for him to infect the wound, many soldiers were wounded and infected on the battlefield, basically they could only wait to die.

"The Seventh Prince's infection is too severe, there is really nothing I can do about it."

After listening to his words, Leng Rutong suddenly remembered that this was in ancient times, and wound infection was fatal in ancient times, and they didn't have a particularly good method for wound infection, what should she do, what should she do.Leng Rutong forcefully tore open the gauze wrapped around Ye Fengya's chest.

"The infection of the wound hasn't been healed yet, wouldn't it worsen faster if it's wrapped like this." Leng Rutong was out of breath, Ye Fengya's completely sexy chest was festering, it was horrible, if she hadn't seen this kind of wound on weekdays, I'm afraid I'll spit it out.

"Returning to the imperial concubine, the seventh prince's wound has been washed with medicinal liquid, but the infection is too serious, and there is really no other way for the minister."

Hearing the imperial doctor's words, Leng Rutong gave him a hard look: "There is no other way, I have to try everything, go get the wine."

The servant brought wine and put it in a big bowl and handed it to her, Leng Rutong picked up the bowl and drank it into his mouth without thinking, and sprayed it on Ye Fengya's chest. . .She didn't know if it would work, but the wound infection must be caused by bacteria, as long as it can be disinfected, it should be fine.

Diseases that can be easily cured in modern times are beyond the reach of even great doctors in this backward ancient times. This is the price of backwardness.

Leng Rutong sprayed the entire wound, and then asked the imperial doctor: "Is there any anesthesia medicine?"

The imperial doctor was a little confused when he heard it, and asked in confusion: "What is the anesthetic that the imperial concubine said?"

Leng Rutong screamed inwardly, this ancient time didn't even have Hua Tuo's Mafeisan. Fortunately, she had read medical books on this topic when she was training for wild survival on the island.Leng Rutong calmly ordered: "One liter of tuola flower, four cents each of Shengcaowu, Quandanggui, Xiangbaizhi, and Chuanxiong, and one cent for fried Nanxing. Now hurry up and make powder, mix it with wine, and let the seventh prince drink it .”

The imperial doctor was in a daze at the side, but he was afraid that the imperial concubine's mess would make the seventh prince even worse, so he said dully: "Princess, what are you going to do?" 13acv.

"Make Mabosan, you can cut off all the necrotic and germy meat on the Seventh Prince's chest later." Leng Rutong looked at Ye Fengya's chest, such a good breast can't just disappear like this, Ye Fengya You are a person with foresight, you should know your fate and why you suffer this kind of crime.

At this moment, a servant suddenly called out from outside: "Report to the imperial concubine, someone from the palace has delivered an order."

Leng Rutong flicked his sleeves and stood up: "It's going to be night soon, what's the order now, let the father-in-law come in, and the old lady has no time to leave." It really came at the right time, Ye Fengya's life is dying here, his father will It's ironic that someone can be sent to pass the decree.

After a while, the father-in-law who delivered the decree rolled in and screamed, "Seventh Imperial Concubine, get ready to receive the decree."

Leng Rutong snorted coldly: "Elder-in-law passing the decree, don't you have eyes? My husband is now unconscious on the bed with half of his foot in the coffin. Do you think I am in the mood to accept the decree?"

Her words frightened the whole room, Manager Zhao hurriedly walked over and pushed her: "Princess, you can't talk nonsense, no matter what, the imperial decree must be accepted."

Leng Rutong couldn't stand it, rolled his eyes and knelt down: "Say something quickly."

Eunuch Fang, who delivered the decree, was furious when he heard it: "Seventh Imperial Concubine, what is your attitude? Let the emperor know that a hundred lives are not enough for you."

"Eunuch, are you here to threaten me, or to deliver the decree?" Leng Rutong raised her eyes and looked at him without fear. She used her toes to figure out why the stinky emperor came to deliver the decree now, and why? It's not about that poisonous woman, Ye Mingzhu.

Eunuch Fang subdued his temper with his hands. This was the first time he had encountered such an aggrieved decree, but he also knew that there would be no problems with this decree, so he had no choice but to proclaim the decree in a high-pitched voice: "Follow the heavens... ...The emperor announced that the seventh imperial concubine will enter the palace."

After finishing speaking, Eunuch Fang closed the imperial decree and handed it to Leng Rutong: "Seventh Imperial Concubine, just go with the servant."

Leng Rutong took the imperial decree and stood up with a sneer: "Eunuch Fang seems to be unable to hear people's words? My husband is lying on the bed half dead. To put it bluntly, if he loses a flash, I will After entering the palace, wouldn’t it be impossible to see him off for the last time?”

Eunuch Fang's face was turned blue and purple by her words, he pointed at the orchid and said, "You...you...this is to resist the order."

Leng Rutong smirked at him with a smirk: "Eunuch Fang, you are a celebrity beside the emperor, and you should be the most eunuch who can read words and demeanor. Why can't you see through this? If the emperor knows His son's life is worrying now. Whether he is a son or I enter the palace is more important. If I really enter the palace with you now, then you forced me. When the Seventh Prince makes a mistake, you say that the emperor is blaming you. Or do you blame it?"

"This..." When Leng Rutong said this, Eunuch Fang also showed embarrassment. He was not as firm as before. What Leng Rutong said was indeed right. Although the emperor loves his sister, his son is also important.

"What's the matter, return to the palace quickly and say that I can't enter. If my husband is out of danger, I will enter the palace naturally. And tell the emperor, if he still considers himself a father, he will come and see his son. He doesn't feel sorry for his son. And expect others to feel sorry for you." Leng Rutong saw that the servants had brought in the prepared Mafeisan, and issued an order to evict the guests.

After she finished speaking, she turned around and told the servants: "Use wine to make the Seventh Prince drink it. The imperial doctor is going to scrape off the bad meat on the Seventh Prince's chest. Speed."

It has been burning for a day, which also means that the wound has been infected for a day. The ancient times are too backward, and she is really afraid that Ye Fengya will die from such a small disease, and it is too worthless.

After feeding Mafeisan according to her instructions, Leng Rutong withdrew, she couldn't bear to see the scene where the imperial doctor scraped Ye Fengya's flesh, Ye Fengya's chest was once her favorite place, it was wide and firm , can let her rely on, but the dream is extinguished, and he didn't expect his chest to be broken.

Is this God's will, or the sky is telling her that Ye Fengya's chest is unreliable.

Leng Rutong leaned against the pillar outside the door, watching the moon slowly climb up into the sky, another night came, it seems that these few days are not good days, the almanac is in conflict, yesterday it was my grandfather's turn, but today it is his turn Ye Fengya, she just wanted to punish him a little bit, who knew he would be so serious.

Of course it's not good.After half an hour, the imperial doctor finally came out and said that all the bad meat had been scraped off, and he had to pay attention to whether the seventh prince's fever would come down tonight. If the fever came down, his life should be safe, but Even so, Ye Fengya had to lie on the bed for half a month, waiting for the wound on her body to heal, and she must not let any accident happen to the wound.

Leng Rutong nodded and said to the imperial physician, "Thanks for your hard work. I'm really impatient to start getting angry with you, and I don't want to take it to heart." She began to get angry at him anxiously, and she forgot that this was the ancient medical skill of the imperial physician It's not as good as modern technology.

The imperial doctor shook his head: "The imperial concubine, please don't say that. The imperial concubine's decisive decision to save the seventh prince has already made my minister ashamed." He has been practicing medicine for so long, and it is the first time he has seen someone act so boldly, and the first time he has seen someone act so boldly. Some people can really make Mafeisan. I have heard of this kind of thing before, but it is only in legends.

"It's good that you don't take it to heart. The Seventh Prince is afraid that there will be another accident. You can stay in the mansion tonight. Manager Zhao, send the imperial physician to the next room to rest." Leng Rutong said with a smile.

"No need, no need, I will guard the Seventh Prince at night." The imperial physician immediately refused, and it was his responsibility to take care of the sick Seventh Prince. After thinking about it, he said, "But I have something to do." I want to ask the Seventh Concubine to agree."

"Go ahead."

"That... Mafeisan... can I let the imperial hospital use it..." The imperial physician said with some embarrassment, thanks to a group of imperial physicians who think they are highly skilled in medicine, they can't even do it to the seventh imperial concubine who doesn't know a single medical skill. Not as good.

"Of course." Leng Rutong immediately agreed, but she remembered something and said with a smile: "But I have a condition..."

"Seventh Imperial Concubine, please tell me."

Leng Rutong pulled him aside and whispered in his ear, "I'm poisoned by chronic poison..."