The prostitute is fierce: the vicious queen does not accept joy

"Hey, it's..." The doctor hurried over, pinched Su Yueming's wrist, and began to feel her pulse with deep affection and solemnity.

In the distance, some servants didn't know what was going on, and they all stood there watching the excitement.

"How is it, doctor, what is the disease of the princess?" Qingchen asked anxiously.

"This..." The doctor took the pulse for a long time, and then checked the tongue coating, eyes, and the blood flowing out of her body, but he couldn't come to a conclusion all at once.

Su Yueming was in so much pain that she was almost dying, her pale mouth opened slightly, as if she was talking about something.

"Princess, what did you say?" Taxue leaned her ear up, trying to listen to her inarticulate voice.

"Go... Please, Pei, Second Miss Pei..." Finally, she finished speaking intermittently. Only she understood that no doctor would help. The only way to help her was to find Pei Nanshuang who gave her blood-sucking worms. .

"Second Miss Pei?" A puzzled look appeared on Taxue's face.

"Quick, go, just say...just say that Murong Canghai invited her." She knew that only when Pei Nanshuang heard Murong Canghai's name would he come here desperately.

"Yes, servant girl will go right away." Taxue got up and ran out in a hurry.

As soon as Su Yueming relaxed her body, she felt a piercing pain rushing into her heart again, and it felt like her internal organs were shattered.

She closed her eyes tightly, her fists were tightly clenched, her nails were deeply sunk into the flesh, her teeth were clenched tightly, and traces of blood leaked between her teeth.

If, if you die like this, isn't it... a kind of relief.

The doctor was sweating and asked, "Since when did the princess get sick?"

Su Yueming shook his head weakly, "Don't... ask, you... can't be cured... go find a smoked anesthetic, boil it and drink it for me."

"Smoke anesthetic?" The doctor's eyes showed a look of embarrassment, "This medicine has the effect of anesthesia the whole body. If it is not used properly, it will lead to paralysis and unconsciousness. If it is more serious, it will be a useless person. Why should the princess use it in a humble position?" This kind of medicine, I dare not dare to do it."

"You use it. If anything happens, I will be responsible for it alone. I will never...will affect anyone." Su Yueming grabbed the doctor's collar tightly and ordered.

"Yes, yes..." Now that Su Yueming said so, the doctor hurried to find the anesthetic.

The pain in the body eased a little at this time, Su Yueming calmly told Maduo and Qingchen——

"Help me to the couch."

She can no longer let anyone see her so weak and helpless, no one will pity her, she will only get ridicule and ridicule.

She looked up, and saw a lone goose flying across the sky outside the window, facing the setting sun, struggling to catch up with something, and the sound of mourning kept coming out of its mouth.

This sob is like a song that flows in the depths of the years, the deepest, most lonely, and the loneliest song.

She is like this lone wild goose, chasing desperately, but finally trapped in the same place, she sighed, her heart ached.

However, it doesn't matter, she is used to being alone, she will use her own strength to knock down those who are not good for her one by one, even if she is covered in bruises, she will grit her teeth and watch them fall!

Su Yueming lay quietly on the bed, watching the doctor bring in the brewed smoked anesthetic, Maduo took the bowl and spoon, and fed her to drink one mouthful at a time, when the dark brown liquid entered bit by bit When she was inside her body, the tormenting pain finally dissipated.

Fortunately, this time, the body did not appear completely paralyzed, but the hands and feet were a little inflexible.

"Breath and change clothes for me."

she ordered.

The pain stopped, and she regained her former calm and composure.

According to the time, Pei Nanshuang is probably coming, and she needs to get ready before then.

She can't rely on anyone but herself, even in such pain.