Spoil the world: Medical concubine wants to repudiate her husband

Wenyi's leg injury became more and more serious day by day. After a few days, he couldn't get down to the ground. Xiaoju was so worried that she said she was going to ask Zhuge doctor. Wenyi's lips turned white and shook her head powerlessly, "no, it's easy to be good."

She has tried to stimulate which acupoints will run blood gas. Because she has a wound, the blood gas operation leads to the wound can not heal, and even the wound is congested repeatedly. This is why her wound has been deteriorating these days.

Now, only the last acupoint is left. This acupoint is located on the knee, which is the edge of her wound. She has sealed the last acupoint with a gold needle. If the next needle can flush the sealed acupoint with a needle to let the blood flow smoothly, then she has 80% confidence that she can heal song Yunqian's leg.

However, to apply the needle at this acupoint will cause a lot of congestion in her wound. Once the wound is pressed, it will cause the wound to tear and burst again, pull the nearby artery, and cause a lot of bleeding.

She didn't dare to inject easily. Everyone cherished her life, especially when she died once.

Yesterday, she heard the news that song Yunqian didn't know what he had smashed his wheelchair in a rage a few days ago. She was worried secretly, thinking that his mood should be very bad, otherwise it wouldn't be so.

Every time she applied the needle, she would open Xiaoju and mammy, so Xiaoju and mammy didn't know what was going on with her wound. Now seeing her so bad, her body seems to have a high fever. How can you not invite doctor Zhuge?

Therefore, even if Wenyi doesn't let them invite at the moment, Xiaoju secretly sent a stream to find Zhuge miracle doctor.

When Xiaoxi heard that Zhuge miracle doctor was with song Yunqian, she hurried over.

These days, song Yunqian was in a bad mood because he didn't have a wheelchair and didn't want to be carried out. The people waiting in his room were afraid. Zhuge Ming had to accompany him to relieve boredom and talk and laugh, which could also stabilize his mood.

In fact, Zhuge Ming's medical school is also very busy these days. Due to the handover of autumn and winter, many people are ill. The medical school has a long queue every day. Several doctors have been hired back, but they are still very busy every day.

Zhuge Ming was in a better mood when he saw song Yunqian this day. He said, "it's such a fine day today. Let's take you to the medical museum. Speaking of it, you haven't been to the opening of our medical museum." in the Medical Museum, you can see people who are much more miserable than him. Perhaps through comparison, he will be more optimistic.

Song Yunqian didn't have much thought. Zhuge Ming's medical skills are very clever. Unfortunately, he doesn't understand people's hearts. An unfortunate person may not be happy to see someone more unfortunate than him. Many people will push themselves to others, think of others and think of themselves, which will only increase their unhappiness.

But song Yunqian's mood stabilized these two days. He also knew that he worried Zhuge Ming. In order to let him go, he agreed.

As soon as the two of them went out, the stream came. When she learned that the LORD was out, she went back unhappily.

Seeing that she couldn't get Zhuge's miracle doctor, Xiaoju went to ask the imperial doctor in the house.

But Wen's opinion invited the imperial doctor. Where would you like to let the imperial doctor see her feet? The imperial doctor is a person in the palace. If he knows that her injury is so serious, he will have a lot of trouble when he enters the palace.

Mammy was worried on the spot, "where can we not let the imperial doctor see? There is blood on the skirt. It must be bleeding from the wound again."

The imperial doctor was surprised. As far as he knew, Wenyi's wound has been for many days. Although the wound is deep, it should have been cured by the hand of the miracle doctor for so many days. How can it still bleed now?

The imperial doctor hurriedly said, "princess, this wound is still bleeding for a long time. It's no small matter. It's better for me to see it."

Wen Yi waved his hand. "The wound is OK, but maybe I have a cold. Just prescribe some medicine to reduce fever and inflammation."

"Fever? It's very serious to have a fever with a wound on his body, princess. Please let me treat him." the imperial doctor was so serious that he fell on his knees with a puff. The emperor sent him out of the palace to take care of the prince and princess. If something really happened, his consequences would be very serious.

Wen Yi said stubbornly, "I ordered you to prescribe some antipyretic drugs. Hurry, don't make me angry." she seldom put on the airs of a princess. Now she has to put on airs in order to drink the royal doctor.

Where dare the imperial doctor open it? She just looked very bad, her lips were red and dry, and her face was slightly flushed. It was a symptom of fever. It seemed that it was really the inflammation of the wound that caused the fever. But he didn't feel his pulse or look at the wound, so he prescribed the medicine. If something happened, he couldn't eat and go.

He retreated. After thinking about it, he went to find song Yunqian. Song Yunqian was not in the house, so he had to turn to Yang luofan.

Yang luofan heard the story, sneered, and immediately ordered the people who arrested Zhiyi pavilion to interrogate.

She told song Yunqian a few days ago that she suspected that she deliberately worsened her wound. When he saw that song Yunqian didn't act, he thought song Yunqian didn't believe it. Now the royal doctor came to tell her that she didn't take the opportunity to make things big, so that the woman's heart could not hide.

Wenyi was very hot and dizzy. While she was awake, she sent Xiaoju and mammy out to apply needles at the acupoints between her knees, seventeen needles in a row, the last one. She had been afraid to do it easily before, but at the moment, she stabbed it with one needle, regardless of the consequences. Sure enough, when the last shot went on, I immediately felt a blood gas in my body gushing to my feet, as if the Wanqing river had suddenly broken through the dam. The dam collapsed, and the river gushed out. If she doesn't have a wound, the blood will rush through her meridians, causing her blood to flow smoothly. At most, it's just that the blood runs too fast, the heart can't adapt for a while, and there will be a short-term arrhythmia.

However, there was a wound on her leg. As soon as the blood rushed down, it was all pressed in the blood vessels near the wound. Unexpectedly, it really broke through the surface of the wound. The wound was torn. It really pulled the main artery on her leg, and the blood gushed out like a splash.

She had already prepared. She immediately took up the cloth with the last trace of strength to tie the upper end of the wound, and then raised her voice to call Xiaoju and mammy at the door to come in and apply the wound medicine for her.

However, where did she know that Zhiyi Pavilion now has no one but her? Xiaoju and mammy, including all the girls and maids, were taken to the darkroom by Yang luofan.

She called a few times, and then she felt dark in front of her eyes. Her body was as light as cotton wool, so she was afraid. She seemed to float in the air, and she seemed to be immersed in cold water, cold and addicted.

In my ears, I remembered the solemn voice, accompanied by a sigh: "Wen Yi, you don't care about your life. However, you are very fond of this seat. Your body and soul can't fit in all aspects at the beginning, so the wound on your leg can't be healed. It's not a big deal. As long as you take good care of it, it will always be fine. But you have injected a needle at the wound, resulting in blood gas surging and breaking through the wound. This seat has saved you Many times, this time, whether you can survive depends on your own luck. You have a pill in your body that I gave you earlier, which can support you for a period of time. I only hope that the man you are destined to appear and rescue in time. Otherwise, you can't overcome this barrier. Do it yourself! "

Wen Yi asked vaguely, "who is my destined man?"

The sound had disappeared, and there was only a buzzing sound in her ears. Wenyi felt that life was dispersing little by little. She tried her best to open her eyes, but she couldn't even lift her eyelids. Finally, a burst of darkness came up and wrapped her tightly. As soon as her hands hung, she didn't know anything.

I don't know how long later, she woke up slightly. She just felt that her throat was like a fire. It was dry and painful. The wound on her leg had acupuncture pain. Her body had no strength at all, as if her body was not her own.

A soft voice sounded in his ear, "are you better?"

It was Zhuge Ming. Her lips were dry and her tongue was almost speechless. She just looked at Zhuge Ming with a weak eye. Zhuge Ming looked worried and looked at her with a trace of tenderness in her eyes. Her heart moved. Thinking of what the "seat" said, she tried to open her voice and asked hoarsely, "did you save me?"

Zhuge Ming sighed, "why do you bother?"

A weak smile floated on Wen Yi's face, "I'm fine!"

Zhuge Ming ordered the maid behind him to pick her up and feed her medicine. The bitter medicine juice flowed down her throat. Her stomach was empty and the medicine juice was bitter. She almost nauseous. She knew that she had to drink medicine to live. Therefore, she endured the uncomfortable strength and drank all the medicine.

Her stomach surged. She closed her eyes and even breathed carefully. She was afraid that all the medicine she had just drunk would be vomited out.

After a long time, she felt better and asked Zhuge Ming, "where is my maid?"

Why didn't Xiaoju and mammy serve her? She had never seen this maid.

Zhuge Ming said faintly, "because of the willfulness of the princess, all of them have been punished and are still locked up in the dark room."

Wen Yi was surprised, stared wide, and grabbed Zhuge Ming's sleeve. "What does this have to do with them? Let them go." she knew what the dark room was, a place for punishing servants. Once she went in, she would not die.

Zhuge Ming looked at her and said, "if the princess cherishes them, why don't she cherish her body? Qian was very angry this time and ordered that no one be allowed to intercede, so they probably won't come out in their life."

Wen Yi suddenly felt the sky spinning, the blood gas surging, the throat was fishy and sweet, a mouthful of blood overflowed, and all of it vomited on Zhuge Ming.

Zhuge Ming quickly held her down, called someone to wipe the blood from the corners of her mouth, and then fed her a pill. Zhuge Ming, who had been gentle, now had a rare anger on his face and scolded: "if you really love them, why bother to do this?"

Wen Yi said weakly, "what conflict does this have with cherishing them? Go and call song Yunqian for me!"

Zhuge Ming's maid suddenly said angrily, "the LORD said, I don't want to see a woman like you fighting for favor by self injury in the future."

Wen Yi was stunned. "Who competes for favor? Me? I hurt myself for favor? Do you think I hurt myself to get his pity?" Wen Yi's voice was hoarse with a sense of powerlessness. It seemed to be a questioning sentence, but it was so light that it was like a pale and powerless excuse in the eyes of others.