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In the future, Sui Yan would have walked away long ago. You love to be cured, and you don't like to be cured to leave, but today, the unconscious person lying on the bed is the one you put on your heart.

Therefore, Sui Yan bowed his head unexpectedly, and this stubborn and willful person even learned to say good things, "I am too impatient, cure Lan's heart, no matter how much gold I will prepare for you."

Qian Zhuangzhuang raised his chin arrogantly, "Why don't you send someone to grab the medicine?" In fact, he was very proud, Sui Yan, Sui Yan, you sometimes beg me.

Soon the servants of the palace prepared the medicinal bath, and Qingmei was very embarrassed to see the blood-stained clothes on Xia Lan's body.

Qian Zhuangzhuang knocked on the table, squinted his eyes, "Why are you still standing there, take him into the tub to soak."

"Then what should I do with the clothes on Miss, don't I need to change them first?" Qing Mei was a little at a loss.

Qian Zhuangzhuang suddenly looked disgusted, "I said, why are you so stupid, can you change the clothes on her body now? Just put it in the bathtub like this, change the clothes after soaking, wrap it in a sheet and carry it back ".

"I'll carry her in", Sui Yan carefully picked up Xia Lan and put her into the bathtub, and handed it to Qing Mei before she came out.

Qingmei supported Xia Lan to soak in the bathtub, and it took about a quarter of an hour before the clothes that were soaked in water and separated from the skin were removed.

Looking at Xia Lan who was stripped of her clothes, Qingmei was so startled that she could not speak, tears rolled in her eyes, Xia Lan's back, legs, and arms were full of pinholes left by silver needles, because the soaking in salt water became more and more serious. These places were all red and swollen, and the back was the most serious, densely packed with pinholes.

Trembling, Qingmei wiped the redness and swelling on Xia Lan's body with a cotton cloth boiled in water, and her heart sank every time she wiped it off.

Finally, Qingmei wrapped Xia Lan in a clean silk quilt, and called Suiyan in to take her back.

Only then did Qian Zhuangzhuang begin to examine Xia Lan's pulse with a serious expression. Xia Japan's virtual fire was strong, and Xia Lan fell into a cold again. It will not fester, but the high fever will be difficult to recede due to the inflammation of the wound, even after receding, it will recur.

In short, Xia Lan's internal and external injuries are mixed together, which is also very difficult for Qian Zhuangzhuang, so he can only take it step by step.

Seeing Qian Zhuangzhuang sometimes frowning and shaking his head, Sui Yan's heart was hanging, up and down up and down, and he was about to fall ill.

Seeing that Qian Zhuangzhuang paused from time to time when he wrote the prescription with pen and ink, Sui Yan had no idea at all.

In heaven, Lan's heart must be healed quickly, so that she can return to her former lively appearance. Killers don't believe in heaven and fate, because what they have in their hands is human life, but Sui Yan would rather believe at this time With God, Lan Xin would not be left unconscious.

"Her injury is too serious, so we can only reduce the fever first, and apply some cool and anti-inflammatory ointment to the wound on the body, and change the medicine after the fever subsides," Qian Zhuangzhuang sighed.

Then, he said, "Suiyan, in view of your future daughter-in-law's injury, I will give you a discount. Two prescriptions cost three thousand gold, am I very righteous?".

"When will the fever in Lan's heart subside, and when will she wake up?" Sui Yan only cared about this, and the rest were floating clouds.

It's really boring. Qian Zhuangzhuang looked at the sky and the ground, "I will wake up when the fever subsides. As for when the fever subsides, it depends on her. Her life is saved, but the difference is the length of suffering."

(End of this chapter)