Prime Minister's Beautiful Wife

When Yu Nuo saw Jun Yuchen's appearance, his tears couldn't stop flowing down. He held his hand tightly and didn't say anything. He just sat aside with pain and worry in his eyes.

After a while, he saw Zimu pulling the doctor in. The doctor had never seen this battle. Even though he had been practicing medicine for so many years, he immediately looked heavy, but he did not neglect anything. He immediately ordered: "go and prepare hemostatic drugs and hot water. Come on! It's not a way to insert the sword into the body. You have to pull it out! Come on!"

When the maid standing at the door heard the command, she ran out quickly, and didn't dare to slow down.

The old doctor sat by the bed and looked at Yu Nuo in a daze. He seemed to be embarrassed and said, "madam, can you let me feel the pulse for the prime minister?"

But Yunuo seemed to hear nothing, but the tears kept flowing down intermittently. The anxious doctor didn't know what to do. It happened that Zimu came in and pulled Yunuo up in a hurry. He said to the doctor, "doctor, please feel my master's pulse quickly. Don't delay!"

Naturally, the doctor dared not delay, even if he sat by the bed to feel his pulse.

However, Yunuo seemed very crazy and wanted to get rid of Zi Mu's hand tightly clasping his wrist. A hoarse voice sounded: "you let go of me, I want to be with him, and no one can separate us!"

As soon as he said this, Zimu's eyes flashed a cold light, turned around and looked at Yunuo coldly, smiled, pointed to Yunuo who was uncertain about life and death in bed, and roared: "Fan Qinian, I respect you as Madam. Naturally, you don't care! Do you know that the master may never wake up after sleeping! And you, the master, in order to protect you, let the poison in his body run away! Even if the sword doesn't die, want to come... Want to come..."

Speaking of later, Zi Mu's tears rolled down, with a sense of resentment in his eyes. Although they haven't found out the origin of these people in black, which time didn't Jun Yuchen get hurt to protect Yunuo? Which time didn't escape from death?

"The last time, for you, he was highly poisonous. Did you forget all these?" Zimu looked at Yunuo coldly and saw that she looked a little trance. She also felt a trace of apology and eased her tone. "Madam, now we can only wait. Zimu understands the pain in your heart, but the master must rest now, and I hope you can understand!"

After that, her eyes were cold, she threw away the trance Yu Nuo, and ignored her. She quickly approached the doctor and asked eagerly, "doctor, how's my master? Is there any big problem?"

The doctor is the most senior doctor in the imperial medical history and the most famous doctor. When he saw that his eyebrows were slightly twisted, he seemed to sigh and said, "the prime minister was seriously poisoned. I also saw the sword wound. It seems to be in the heart. If it is not pulled out, I'm afraid..." He can't make any guarantee. There are too many injuries on Jun Yuchen now. The most fatal is the sword wound still inserted in his body!

"Doctor, my master is the Prime Minister of Jingluo today! You also know the benefits my master brings to the people of Jingluo. You must save my master! Even if the poison can't be cleared, please stabilize my master's current situation first! Please, doctor!"

As soon as the doctor said so, Zi Mu burst into tears and fell on his knees with a plop. He grabbed the doctor's skirt. Now Bai Feng is not here, he can only be a living horse doctor!

As long as Bai Feng comes back, even if the poison can't be cleared, he can temporarily slow down his toxicity. As long as he finds Bai shengshu again in time, everything will be in time!

"Yunuo... Yunuo..."

Suddenly, a small voice came out from the bedside, which surprised Zimu. Looking back, she saw the people on the bed whispering. However, before she had time to respond, she saw a white shadow flash. She saw that Yunuo had knelt by the bedside, held Jun Yuchen's hand tightly, and opened her mouth with a cry: "I'm here, Yuchen, I'm here..."

Zi Mu was shocked all over, and there was no time for other reactions. A bitter smile appeared at the corners of his mouth. His outstretched hand slowly retracted and sank his heart secretly.

Yunuo, who was just said by Zimu, suddenly had a lot of clarity in her heart. Even if she can't help anything now, she can't add any more trouble. Now, although Jun Yuchen is unconscious, the top priority is to save him as much as possible!

"Yunuo... Yunuo..."

Jun Yuchen seemed to have a trace of instability. He tightly dragged Yunuo's hand and was reluctant to loosen it. It seemed that he could no longer hold it. The green tendons on his wrist burst out, and his mouth kept whispering. Thin sweat overflowed. The whole face was frighteningly pale!

"Hot water! Hot water!"

When the eager voice of the girl outside came, she saw a large basin of hot water brought in. The doctor saw that he couldn't care about anything else. He immediately said, "since the prime minister is so worried about his wife, it's best that the prime minister still has ideas in his heart! As long as the patient has something in his heart, he won't give up easily!"

Then the old man paused, took out a pill from his arms, handed it to Zimu, and said, "take this pill, it can protect the prime minister's heart! This is a medicine given to me by old Mr. Bai shengshu in the early years. Now it's a coincidence!"

After all, the old man's medical ethics are first. What's more, he also knows the contribution of Jun Yuchen to Jingluo. How can he just watch him die?

Zimu thanked him and handed the medicine to Yunuo. Naturally, Yunuo didn't care about anything else, so he stuffed the medicine into Jun Yuchen's mouth and forced him to swallow it. His hand still tightly clasped his hand, turned his head and choked with tears: "I'll hold his hand tightly later. Maybe he can feel that I'm by his side and have more intention to survive!"

The doctor nodded, then sat by the bed, wet his handkerchief in hot water, and handed it to Yunuo. Yunuo took the handkerchief and wiped the cold sweat on Jun Yuchen's forehead. His eyes were full of heartache.

"Madam, the sword may spill blood later. If you're afraid, you'll turn your face." the doctor kindly reminded him. He was also nervous. He frowned slightly. He held the handle of the sword with both hands, took a deep breath and roared, "get up!"

He saw the doctor lift it up hard, and the sword was pulled out with a "Zi" sound.