Princess, be nice

Chapter 1891 It's him who is anxious
"The doctor saw it just now, and the serious prisoner can't wake up."

Sizheng didn't want to deal with any serious criminals, he thought this serious criminal was the murderer, so he waved his hand casually, "It's just a serious criminal, death is death."

"No, he's not dead, but he just can't wake up. The doctor said that he doesn't want to wake up."

the warden explained.

However, Sizheng didn't want to hear any explanation, so he interrupted him directly with a frown, "Okay, don't mention this unlucky thing, I will take the two nobles to see Lord Yuan Xiaohou, the place where Lord Yuan Xiaohou is detained is where?"

Hearing Si Zheng's words, the prison warden said in surprise, "Ah, this felony is Lord Yuan Xiaohou?"

"what?"

"what!"

Yuan Changhuan and Si Zheng exclaimed in unison.

Compared to Si Zheng who was too surprised, Yuan Changhuan was more desperate, and ran inside abruptly, no longer caring about his image.

"Round round!"

Xie Ci was afraid that something might happen to her, so he hurriedly followed her.

Si Zheng kicked the prison warden's ass, "Why didn't you say it was Yuan Xiaohou who committed suicide earlier!"

"I wanted to say something, but you left without listening..." The prison warden felt wronged.

He clearly said so.

Si Zheng anxiously followed Xie Ci and the others, cursing as he walked, "If I can still live this time, I will beat you to death!"

"Ah..." The prison warden has been in the prison all year round, and he doesn't understand the Taoism inside, and he doesn't know the identity of Yuan Changhuan and the others, but seeing how fearful his boss looks, he must be a very powerful person.

Started to panic, "Then what should we do now..."

"Go call the doctor, the best doctor!"

Temple is running inside, while shouting.

When Yuan Changhuan and the others arrived at the iron room where the most serious criminals were held, they saw the man with a livid face lying on the dilapidated haystack.

Yuan Changhuan's legs softened.

Almost knelt down and sat down.

Fortunately, Xie Ci helped Yuan Changhuan in time.

Take her to the bedside.

The strangle marks on the neck are very obvious.

And the belt on the beam was still crumbling. Needless to say, after seeing this scene, one knew that Yuan Changqing committed suicide in fear of crime and failed.

Yuan Changhuan almost collapsed, "Brother, brother!"

Shaking Yuan Changqing's body constantly, calling him, as if trying to wake him up.

Xie Ci ordered in a deep voice, "Go, Imperial Physician Xuan, bring all the imperial physicians here, if you can't save them, you will all be buried with them!"

The voice is condensed and the expression is solemn.

Sizheng, who had just entered the door, was so frightened that he ran out again.

Xie Ci leaned over, felt Yuan Changqing's pulse, and then held Yuan Changhuan in his arms, with a steady and gentle voice, "It's okay, I won't die, I'm still alive."

"Yes, Resurrection Pill, hurry up, give him the Resurrection Pill!"

With trembling fingers, Yuan Changhuan took out all the life-saving pills that Ye Moli had given her before she left, and stuffed them into Yuan Changqing's mouth.

soon.

Probably those life-saving pills helped.

Yuan Changqing's pulse became clearer and clearer.

Of course, the so-called clarity is only in comparison with himself.

In fact, for normal people, this pulse is still very weak.

But at least there is a glimmer of hope.

Xie Ci nodded to Yuan Changhuan, "Don't worry, it should be possible to save him. As long as he is not dead, there is hope."

His eyes fell on Yuan Changqing's bruised neck.

The pervasive bruising made people horrified.

"How could he commit suicide? Why did the good brother commit suicide?"

(End of this chapter)