Rebirth of the beauty of the peasant girl

Chapter 616 The old enemy
Soon, the wound on Liang Sheng's leg appeared in front of her.

Deep and ferocious, with blood constantly flowing out.

"Sheng'er..."

The beautiful woman behind her whimpered and began to cry softly.

Qing Luo immediately clamped the wound with a hemostat to stop the bleeding, and then quickly sutured it with a sterilized needle and thread.

The two imperial doctors were dumbfounded.

They tried their best but couldn't stop the bleeding from the wound. She took something and clamped it casually, and the bleeding stopped?

This... is simply a miracle!

They looked at Qingluo in awe, and saw that she was stitching up the wound on Liang Sheng's leg like sewing clothes, which made the two imperial doctors get goosebumps all over their bodies.

"This, can it work?" Doctor Yang asked tremblingly.

"Whether it works or not depends on the curative effect." Qingluo knew that it was useless to explain too much to these overly traditional doctors, only the result could make them shut up.

"The thread is sewn into the flesh, what should I do in the future?" Another imperial doctor asked worriedly.

Qing Luo didn't raise her head and said, "Just remove the thread in a few days."

The beautiful nun, Concubine Liang, cried and asked, "How long can he live?"

Dare to feel that she has already regarded her son as a dead person...

"It's hard to say right now, don't worry too much." Qingluo said gently.

She didn't dare to guarantee anything, after all, Liang Sheng bled too much, if he didn't replenish the blood in time, he wouldn't even be able to survive today.

In Chinese medicine, taking medicine is too slow.

The fastest way is only one, intravenous blood transfusion.

But she didn't have a blood type test strip, she didn't know Liang Sheng's blood type at all, and she didn't know anyone's blood type, how could she get a blood transfusion?

After quickly treating all the wounds on his body, and pouring him the available blood-enriching decoction again, Liang Sheng's aura was still weakening, and there was no trace of blood in his body.

A thin layer of sweat broke out on Qingluo's palms, and it was the first time that she felt so helpless.

"Little girl, how is Sheng'er?" Concubine Liang asked in a low voice.

Qingluo turned her head to look at her, she felt pity for her when she cried, she was so beautiful, she didn't understand why the emperor of Northern Qi was willing to throw her out of the palace for 20 years, and ignored her.

"Ma'am..." Qingluo sighed in her heart, and said softly, "Liang Sheng...the Fifth Prince really lost a lot of blood, if he could stop the bleeding earlier..."

"So, my son is hopeless?" Concubine Liang's face turned pale, her body was on the verge of falling.

Qingluo supported her, "Ma'am, are you alright?"

"My Sheng'er, Sheng'er..." Concubine Liang sat on the ground, covered her face with her hands, and wept bitterly.

"My lord..." A barely audible whisper sounded from behind.

Qingluo turned her head suddenly, and met Liang Sheng's slightly opened eyes.

She rushed to the bed: "Liang Sheng, did you call me? Are you awake?"

"Yes..." Liang Sheng was so weak that he could hardly make a sound. After a long pause, he tried to show a sorry smile, "I'm sorry, I couldn't participate in the competition..."

Qing Luo almost put her ear to his mouth to hear what he was saying clearly.

I didn't expect that he was still worried about this matter.

Qingluo hurriedly said: "Don't worry, we have already got the sparrow."

"Really..." He smiled gratifiedly, "I knew that with an adult around, I could do anything..."

"Sheng'er—"

Concubine Liang grabbed his hand, weeping uncontrollably, "Who the hell caused you to be like this, tell mother, mother will definitely avenge you..."

Liang Sheng raised his eyes to look at her, and slowly shook his head: "Mother, live in peace, how can you manage these things..."

Concubine Liang cried even harder, with tears streaming down her face: "It's useless to be a mother, who failed to protect you well, failed to give you a good life, and made you live outside since you were a child..."

"Mother, stop talking." Liang Sheng was a little tired and closed his eyes.

Qingluo could tell from the side that Liang Sheng didn't seem to have deep feelings for his mother.

After a while, Liang Sheng opened his eyes again, only looked at Qingluo, and said, "My lord, am I dying soon?"

Qingluo was startled slightly, squeezed her palms, not knowing how to answer.

With his current blood loss, it would have been unbearable for an ordinary person.

"My lord, you don't have to worry about it, just say it." Liang Sheng sighed, hesitant to speak, "I didn't want to put your lord in danger, but if I die, no one will save Nangong girl..."

Nangonghua really went with him.

Qingluo hurriedly asked: "Where is Xiaohua? Tell me, I will definitely save her!"

"She is in Shen Qing's hands."

"Shen Qing?" Qingluo was stunned.

"Yes, Shen Qing." Liang Sheng closed his eyes and rested for a while, and then said, "I accidentally saw Shen Qing that day, so I followed quietly. I didn't expect that Nangong girl also followed. Found……"

"Why didn't you tell me?!"

"I... I know that my lord has been hurt by him many times, and I don't want my lord to see him again, so... that's why I didn't tell my lord. It's my fault for hurting Miss Nangong."

After talking a lot in one breath, Liang Sheng was extremely tired, closed his eyes, and breathed rapidly.

"Cheng'er, stop talking..."

Concubine Liang was very distressed.

Liang Sheng closed his eyes and said, "If you don't say it now, will there be a chance to say it later?"

"Cheng'er..." Concubine Liang cried uncontrollably, "Don't do this, you will be fine..."

However, Liang Sheng could no longer hold on, and fell into a coma again.

Qing Luo turned her head to look at the door, Murong Zhao was still standing there calmly.

Since Nangonghua was with Shen Qing, Liang Sheng should have been injured by his people as well.

Murong Zhao is his master, wouldn't he know about this?
"Miss Liu is really smart." Murong Zhao seemed to guess what she was thinking, and smiled, "I do know."

Qing Luo's voice was slightly cold: "Let her go."

"Yes." Murong Zhao was very straightforward, "But I need something in exchange."

"what?"

"I have to ask my fifth younger brother." Murong Zhao said unhurriedly, "He took something very important from me. As long as you return it to me, I can immediately ask Shen Qing to release that girl."

Qingluo said angrily: "You didn't say it earlier?"

Now that Liang Sheng has passed out again, he doesn't know if he can wake up again, who should she ask?
"Oh!" Murong Zhao patted his head, feeling a little annoyed, "I was so engrossed in the fun that I forgot..."

"It seems that you are not too anxious."

Murong Zhao: "If Fifth Brother dies, that's all. No one will know where the things are anymore."

"Then will you release Nangong Hua?"

"It depends on what Shen Qing wants. After all, I still respect him very much. Mr. Shen admires Miss Liu so much. I believe that as long as Miss Liu goes in person, he will definitely let her go."

"Hehe." Qingluo's fingertips almost crushed her palm.

"Brother Liang—"

At this time, Nangong Hua's cry suddenly sounded outside.

Qingluo stood up abruptly, just as she saw Nangonghua was being escorted in with her hands and feet tied up.

And behind her, followed a beautiful young man with picturesque features.

A person who Qingluo never wants to take a second look.

(End of this chapter)