The world's medical concubine wants to divorce

Chapter 503 An Ran Threatens Song Yunqian

Wen Yi's hand had a scorching temperature, and the fiery temperature reached Song Yunqian's heart.

Looking at Wen Yi's sleeping face now, I just felt that the ruddy face was an abnormal flush at this time. Song Yunqian touched Wen Yi's forehead in a panic, and her forehead was hotter than her hands.

"Wen Yi, Wen Yi, wake up quickly." A wilderness-like fear instantly bloomed in Song Yunqian's heart. He whispered Wen Yi's name, but his heart was already filled with grief.

Before, Wen Yi obviously fell asleep shortly after waking up. Just now, she might not have fallen asleep, but fell into a coma.

Song Yunqian anxiously called out Wen Yi's name, he didn't dare to think about that terrifying possibility, but he called out again and again, but Wen Yi didn't respond.

Qian Shan heard Song Yunqian's anxious shouts in the other room, and she hurried in, only to see Song Yunqian kneeling on the bedside, anxiously looking at Wen Yi.

"Your Majesty, what's wrong with the sect master?" Qian Shan asked softly, and the uneasiness in his heart rose like flames.

"Hurry up and get someone to invite Zhuge Ming, and let Imperial Physician Lan and the others come over immediately, and, Qian Shan, do you have something to hide from me? The body of your sect master..." Song Yunqian suddenly thought of something, He suddenly looked at Qian Shan, his face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost.

"The owner of the door is not in good health recently. Every time you come here, she insists on talking to you. Recently, she sleeps more than before, but it may be because she was injured in Kezhou a while ago, so..."

This is the reason Wen Yi has been using to prevaricate Qian Shan. Qian Shan said it in front of Song Yunqian today, and suddenly felt weird, and when he looked at Song Yunqian, his eyes were a little more shocked.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Song Yunqian felt pain in his heart. It turned out that his company had become a burden to Wen Yi's body. If he knew this, he would definitely control the surging emotions in his heart, and he would definitely be able to It's under control, as long as Wen Yi is good.

"I didn't expect it to be..." Qian Shan thought that Song Yunqian was referring to the fact that the sect master had too much sleep time. She had always felt sorry for the sect master's lack of rest time, so she wished for the sect master's willingness to rest. She never thought about what would happen ?
"Hurry up and get someone to call for a doctor." Seeing that Qian Shan still wanted to explain, Song Yunqian hurriedly opened his mouth. He felt that he must be crazy.

Qian Shan heaved a sigh of relief, and hurried the people of Feilongmen to act. Before the imperial physician and Zhuge Ming arrived, Song Anran broke in and said to Song Yunqian, "Uncle Emperor, let me take the master's pulse."

"Kids, don't mess around, wait here for Zhuge Ming to come over." Song Yunqian saw Song Anran's expectant face, and his heart softened, but thinking of Wen Yi's situation, he still refused decisively. Wen Yi is now in a coma, so I don't want to It's better for An Ran, a child, to disturb her.

"Master said that I would not let me miss any opportunity to study. Master's current pulse may be a once-in-a-lifetime pulse. If I miss it, I will tell Master that you are the one who prevented me from taking the pulse." An Ran glanced at Wen Yi , said very firmly.

Song Yunqian looked at the child who dared to threaten him, but he couldn't get angry. He stretched out his hand to hold An Ran's hand, and said softly, "Your master is not in good health right now. I'm afraid your pulse diagnosis will affect her..."

"But the master is in a coma now, and I won't affect her at all." Because Song Yunqian refused to let him check his pulse, Song Anran looked at Song Yunqian with full vigilance, not paying attention to his reasons at all.

"But..." Song Yunqian still wanted to explain, but An Ran didn't even listen, just smiled and said to him: "Uncle, if you don't want Master to scold you, you'd better let me get a pulse check, you know I'm in Master's heart location."

I have to say, An Ran's threat is really too...

Song Yunqian looked at the child in front of him, no matter what, he couldn't connect with the cowardly son of the previous emperor's brother's house.

He didn't understand why a good child would become so tricky after being with Wen Yi for a short time... Well, it's actually weird.

"Uncle Emperor, I promise I won't hurt Master, the person I love the most is my Master, I..." An Ran begged softly, staring at Song Yunqian with bright eyes, Song Yunqian listened to An Ran's clear voice like water, finally Still couldn't help but agree.

An Ran triumphantly stepped forward and rolled up Wen Yi's sleeves, her fingers slowly landed on her wrist, his face was solemn, and he seemed to be in deep thought from time to time...

Song Yunqian didn't expect An Ran to get a diagnosis, but seeing An Ran's expression of entanglement and relaxation, his heart still couldn't help but follow An Ran's expression.

When Song Anran's fingers were retracted from Wen Yi's wrist, Song Yunqian seemed to have forgotten that Anran was a child. He stared at Song Anran, waiting for him to speak.

"Uncle Huang, Master has been poisoned for more than five months." Song Anran looked at Song Yunqian with a solemn expression and said softly.

Song Yunqian looked at An Ran, this time, he no longer dared to underestimate the immature child in front of him, whose height just reached his chest.

Not long ago, Wen Yi asked the doctors in the folk and the doctors in Chen Yuanqing's mansion to take a pulse, but none of them could diagnose this result.

As for Song Anran, not only could he see Wen Yi's poisoning from his veins, but he also knew the approximate time of the poisoning.

"Can it be solved?" Song Yunqian asked tremblingly, he didn't even dare to look at An Ran more, he was afraid of hearing the result he least wanted.

Although he already knew the result.

"Master can control this poison for five months, which is already very powerful. I can only control it for three months." An Ran replied truthfully. Although he was worried about Wen Yi's body, at this moment he wanted to know what method Master used to do it. To five months of control.

"Is there a way to solve it? Your master has no way, what about you? I remember that you have done research on poison, you..." Song Yunqian was looking forward to it in his heart, and An Ran gave him surprises again and again. I hope that An Ran can still give herself a surprise.

When he spoke, he regretted it a little, because when Wen Yi talked about An Ran with him, he said that An Ran was obsessed with poison, and Wen Yi didn't want her apprentice to be with poison every day in the future...

"Uncle Huang, I don't know how to detoxify." An Ran said frankly, since he decided to give up studying poison, he has made up his mind that it has nothing to do with poison, and he only wants to be a kind-hearted doctor that Master likes.

"If..., I mean if, can you solve it?" Song Yunqian didn't know how to express his nervousness and anxiety at the moment. If An Ran was really as gifted as Ke'er, then it would be impossible for him to make an antidote. Not impossible.

If Wen Yi really can't find a way to detoxify, then An Ran...

"I also want to save Master, but I can't do it. From the day when Master asked me to kneel on the ground to reflect, I really wanted to lose interest in poison and detoxification. Master was poisoned this time. I can't tell which kinds of poisons are mixed, I was not like this before." An Ran looked at Song Yunqian with some frustration.

He wants to save Wen Yi more than anyone else, no one understands him better than Wen Yi, and no one understands what he wants better than Wen Yi, Wen Yi is the lighthouse in his gloomy life.

(End of this chapter)