Wild Phoenix Playing Dragon: Chongxi Little Silly Concubine

"How? Will it make you even more stupid!" Luo Ling stood aside, looking at Zhang Shaoliang who was lying unconscious, and Yuwen Haoyu touched his nose embarrassedly and said: " Probably not, I just saw some skin trauma, it shouldn't matter."

"It's all bleeding, why don't you stop, it still hits the head, why hasn't the imperial doctor come yet!"

Luo Ling got up and looked anxiously at the door, then returned to the bed, took out a handkerchief, and reached out to help Zhang Shaoliang wipe the blood stains on the back of his head.

"The imperial doctor is here." The black panther walked in, and Luo hurriedly got up to make way for the imperial doctor to treat Zhang Shaoliang. Yuwen Haoyu couldn't help but stepped forward, put his arm around her shoulder and comforted her: "Ling'er, don't be too scared." Don't worry, Zhang Shaoliang is a martial arts practitioner, it's really nothing if you knock him down."

Originally, Yuwen Haoyu wanted Luo Ling not to take it too seriously, but Luo Ling glared at him: "I asked you to coax him to sleep. If you really don't want to, you don't have to force it. Now it's good, but It just made him hurt more, and if something goes wrong again, I will never end with you!"

Looking at Luo Ling's unyielding appearance, Yuwen Haoyu knew that he was wrong, so he didn't try to make excuses anymore, he just stepped forward and asked the imperial physician: "How is his injury?"

"Returning to the emperor, the place where this young master hit hit the brain nerve. This nerve is injured. I am afraid that his brain will not work well in the future. Moreover, this young master's brain has been impacted by internal force before. In this way, I am afraid It's worse..."

Hearing this, Luo Ling was dumbfounded immediately, and murmured: "Yu, what should we do, is it possible that Zhang Shaoliang is going to be of nursing age this time?"

"Uh, no, no, he's not so unlucky, believe me." Yuwen Haoyu comforted Luo Ling, and asked the imperial physician: "Is there any other way to cure it?"

The imperial physician gave a low sigh, but with a "plop", he knelt down in front of Yuwen Haoyu, and said, "Please forgive me for my poor medical skills, this old man, this injury has been injured by internal force before, this old man is really powerless... "

Hearing that the most senior imperial physician in the palace said so, even Yuwen Haoyu's heart was chilled, seeing Zhang Shaoliang lying unconscious on the bed, the guilt in his heart was even worse, he He felt that this matter was indeed his fault. First of all, Luo Ling was the one who was sorry for trying to put him to sleep, but it turned out to make his injury worse. Secondly, it was his teacher, Cao Shichen, who he had been trying to find. It is a suitable time to tell Cao Shichen about Zhang Shaoliang, but he has been bothered by the affairs of the court. Now, even if he talks about it, it will only bring distress and shock to Cao Shichen, nothing else. Did not say.

Luo Ling frowned tightly. After getting excited, he knew that there was nothing he could do, so he just said to the imperial doctor: "Forget it, you can help him take a look at the trauma first."

The imperial doctor got up and nodded, but saw that Luo Ling's face was not right, so after bandaging Zhang Shaoliang's wound, he said to Luo Ling, "The old man seems to be very haggard when he sees the young lady's face. Ask for pulse."

When Yuwen Haoyu heard this, he didn't pay attention to it just now. Looking at it now, he saw that Luo Ling's face was extremely pale, so he quickly helped her sit down and asked the imperial doctor to ask her pulse.