The emperor's plan: to rule the world

Chapter 1127
The murmurs dissipated in the air, and Li Jin collapsed dejectedly.

The moment his eyelids closed, a touch of cyan suddenly came into his sight. Between the green water and green mountains, that very light cyan was like the clear color after the rain, very light, very light, but It seems to be thick and colorful.

Si Zhuoyuan caught the dying man, and the arm around him kept shaking. The hand that was always used to hold the sword and pen trembled so much that even he couldn't control it.

He tentatively put his hand under Li Jin's nose, felt that faint breath, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.

He opened his mouth anxiously and called out one by one: "...Li Jin, Li Jin?"

"Wake up, can you hear me?"

"Li Jin?"

Han Fei watched him lose his composure, and even his voice was mixed with a little tremor. He couldn't bear to see his prince in such a mess, so he couldn't help but said: "My lord, let's take Mr. Li back first."

Si Zhuoyuan paused, knowing that he couldn't continue to delay like this, instead he hugged him horizontally, and hurriedly walked towards the city.

In Jing'an City, after the war, it no longer returned to its original prosperity.

Si Zhuoyuan walked back and forth anxiously outside the door, stopping from time to time to stare at the closed door, wishing to stare out a hole.

His body was stained with a lot of blood, all of which was from Li Jin's body, but he, who has always loved cleanliness, didn't bother to change his clothes first. After returning to the city, he hurried to find the doctor. Then he was kicked out of the room by the doctor.

The injury had been treated for a long time, and Si Zhuoyuan couldn't imagine how many wounds Li Jin had on his body just based on the blood stains on his body.

At this time, even anger is powerless.

After an unknown amount of time, the closed door was finally opened, and Si Zhuoyuan strode forward: "How is it?"

"I took my life."

The doctor is a military doctor. Although he is not very clear about the relationship between the prince and the young man inside, he can see that the prince who has always been prudent has lost his sense of proportion. To force him to show such a side, the man inside must be very important to the prince. important.

"The man was sent back in time. Although the injuries on his body were serious, they were not fatal injuries. If the bleeding stopped, there would be no problem."

"This son has lost a lot of blood, but his body is in good shape. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to make it through now. I'll prescribe a few medicines later, and the prince should be careful. If he doesn't have a fever in the past two days and the wound is fine, his life will be saved. gone."

These words did not reassure Si Zhuoyuan: "What if you have a fever?"

The military doctor glanced at him: "My lord, although I don't know how he suffered such an injury, at least half of his blood was drained from the wounds on his shoulder and chest. It will be very difficult for other people to save them.”

Si Zhuoyuan's heart sank.

"If you have a fever, it's okay if your body temperature drops. If it continues to be high, you'll probably turn into a fool even if you're rescued."

Seeing that His Royal Highness Qinglong King's face turned pale, the doctor sighed, and then comforted him: "Of course, this is only the worst case. According to my opinion, this son is in good health, young and strong, and there should be no problem in getting through it."

"Then can't make it through?"

Seeing that he is so stubborn and obsessed with this problem, the doctor doesn't bother to talk nonsense to him, and he cares about it. He has seen it a lot.

(End of this chapter)