The world's medical concubine wants to divorce

Chapter 53
Wen Yi's leg injury became more and more serious day by day, and after a few days, she was unable to get off the ground.Xiaoju was very worried, and said that she was going to ask the doctor Zhuge, Wen Yi's lips turned pale, and she shook her head weakly, "No need, it's easy if it's better."

She had already tried to stimulate which acupoints would stimulate blood qi, but because she had a wound, the blood qi flowed and caused the wound to fail to heal, and the wound was even congested repeatedly, which was why her wound continued to worsen in the past few days.

Now, there is only the last acupuncture point left. This acupuncture point is located on the knee, just at the edge of her wound. She has already sealed the previous acupuncture point with gold needles. If it passes smoothly, then she is [-]% sure that she can heal Song Yunqian's leg.

However, applying acupuncture at this acupuncture point would cause her wound to become massively congested. Once the wound was compressed, it would cause the wound to tear again, burst open and pull nearby arteries, resulting in massive bleeding.

She didn't dare to take the needle lightly, everyone cherished their own life, especially she was the one who died once.

When she heard the news yesterday that Song Yunqian smashed the wheelchair in a fit of anger for some reason a few days ago, she was anxious secretly, thinking that he must be in a very bad mood, otherwise it wouldn't be like this.

Every time she gave acupuncture, she would distract Xiaoju and Mammy, so Xiaoju and Mammy didn't know what was going on with her wound.Seeing that she is so unwell now, and her body seems to have a high fever, how can I not invite the genius doctor Zhuge to come over?

So, even though Wen Yi didn't let them invite them at this moment, Xiaoju still secretly sent Xiaoxi to find Doctor Zhuge.

Xiaoxi found out that Dr. Zhuge was with Song Yunqian, so he hurried over.

In the past few 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 who served in his room were scared, so Zhuge Ming had to accompany him to relieve boredom, talk and laugh, but he could calm down his emotions.

In fact, Zhuge Ming's medical clinic is also very busy during this period. Due to the handover of autumn and winter, many people are sick, and there are long queues in the medical clinic every day. Several doctors have been hired to come back, but they are still very busy every day.

Seeing that Song Yunqian was in a better mood this day, Zhuge Ming said, "The weather is so nice today, why not take you to the medical clinic. Speaking of which, you have never been to my medical clinic when it is open." In the medical clinic, He can see people who are much more miserable than him, maybe through comparison, he may see them better.

Song Yunqian didn't have much thought, Zhuge Ming's medical skills were very good, but unfortunately, he didn't understand people's hearts.An unfortunate person may not always be happy when he sees people who are more unfortunate than him. Many people will push themselves and others, think of others, and think of themselves, which will only increase their unhappiness.

It's just that Song Yunqian's mood has stabilized in the past two days, and he also knew that Zhuge Ming was worried about him, so he agreed to let him feel relieved.

As soon as the two of them went out, Xiaoxi came, and when she learned that the prince was out, she went back in dismay.

Seeing that she couldn't invite the genius doctor Zhuge, Xiaoju went to invite the imperial doctor in the mansion.

It's just that Wen Wen invited the imperial doctor, how could he let the imperial doctor see her feet?The imperial doctor is a member of the palace, if she knew that her injury was so serious and reported it as soon as she entered the palace, then there would be a lot of trouble.

The nanny became anxious on the spot, "How can we not let the imperial doctor see it? There is blood all over the hem of this skirt, the wound must be bleeding again."

The imperial doctor was shocked. As far as he knew, Wen Yi's wound had been there for several days. Although the wound was deep, after so many days of healing by the hands of the divine doctor, it should have healed already. Why is it still bleeding?

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 her hand, "The wound is fine, but I may have caught a cold, just prescribe me some antipyretic and anti-inflammatory medicine."

"Fever? I have a fever with a wound on my body. It's really not trivial. Princess, please let me treat you." The imperial doctor was so serious that he knelt on the ground with a plop. The emperor sent him out of the palace to take care of the prince and princess. Whatever happened, the consequences for him were really no small matter.

But Wen Yi said stubbornly: "I ordered you to prescribe some antipyretic medicine, hurry up, don't make me angry." She seldom puts on the airs of a princess, and now she has to put on airs in order to get rid of the imperial doctor Come.

How dare the imperial doctor prescribe it?It's just that her complexion is very bad, her lips are red and dry, and her face is also slightly flushed, which is a symptom of fever. It seems that the inflammation of the wound really caused the fever.But he didn't check the pulse, didn't look at the wound, just prescribed medicine like this, if something happened, he couldn't eat it and walked around.

He backed out, after much thought, he went to find Song Yunqian, but Song Yunqian was not in the mansion, so he had no choice but to look for Yang Luofan instead.

Yang Luofan heard what happened, sneered, and immediately ordered the people from Zhiyi Pavilion to be arrested and interrogated.

A few days earlier, she had told Song Yunqian that she suspected that she had made his wound worse on purpose. Seeing that Song Yunqian didn't act, he thought Song Yunqian didn't believe it.Now that the imperial doctor came to sue, she still didn't take the opportunity to make the matter worse, so that the woman's intentions would have nowhere to hide.

Wen Yi had a high fever and was feeling drowsy. While she was awake, she sent Xiaoju and the nanny out, and gave acupuncture to the acupuncture point between her knees. Seventeen consecutive needles were given. The last needle was something she had never dared to do lightly before, but at this moment , She stabbed it with a needle, but she didn't care about the consequences.Sure enough, after the last injection, he felt a surge of blood in his body rushing to his feet, as if a thousand hectares of river water suddenly broke through the dam.If she didn't have a wound, then the blood would rush through her meridians, causing her blood to flow unimpeded. At most, it's just that the blood was running too fast, and the heart couldn't adapt for a while, and there would be a short-term arrhythmia.

However, there was a wound on her leg, and as soon as the blood rushed down, it was all pressed into the blood vessels near the wound, and it really broke through the surface layer of the wound, the wound was torn, and the main artery on the leg was actually pulled, the blood seemed to be splashing squirt.

She had been prepared for a long time, and immediately used her last bit of strength to pick up a cloth strip to tie the upper part of the wound, and then raised her voice to call Xiaoju and the mother at the door to come in and apply the wound medicine to her.

However, how did she know that there is no one else in Zhiyi Pavilion except her?Xiaoju and Mammy, including all the girls and maids, were taken to the darkroom by Yang Luofan.

She called out a few times, and then felt her eyes darkened, her body was as light as cotton wool, which made her afraid, she seemed to be floating in the air, and seemed to be immersed in cold water, cold and drowning.

In my ear, I remembered the solemn voice again, accompanied by a sigh: "Wen Yi, you don't cherish your own life too much, but you are very appetizing to me. Since your body and soul couldn't get along in all aspects at the beginning Hey, so the wound on your leg has been unable to heal, this is not a big deal, as long as you take good care of it, it will be fine. But you actually applied needles to the wound, causing the blood to surge and break through the wound. This seat has already saved you Many times, this time, whether you can make it through depends on your own good luck. You have a elixir that I gave you earlier in your body, which can support you for a period of time. I only hope that the man you are destined to come back in time Show up to save each other, otherwise, you can't overcome this hurdle by yourself. Just do it yourself!"

Wen Yi asked in a daze, "Who is my destined man?"

The sound had disappeared, and only the humming sound remained in her ears. Wen Yi felt that her life was fading away little by little. She tried her best to open her eyes, but she couldn't even lift her eyelids.Finally, a burst of darkness surged up and wrapped her tightly, and as soon as she lowered her hands, she didn't know anything.

I don't know how long it took, but she woke up slightly, only feeling that her throat was burning, dry and sore, the wound on her leg felt like a needle prick, and her body had no strength at all, as if her body was not her own.

A warm voice sounded beside his ear, "Are you feeling better?"

It was Zhuge Ming, her lips were dry and she could barely speak, but she just glanced at Zhuge Ming with weak eyes, Zhuge Ming looked at her anxiously, 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, "You saved me?"

Zhuge Ming sighed, "Why are you bothering?"

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

The maid behind Zhuge Mingming helped her up and fed her the medicine. The bitter medicine flowed down her throat. Her stomach was empty and the medicine was so bitter that she almost vomited. She knew that she must drink the medicine if she wanted to live. , So, she endured the unbearable strength and drank all the medicine.

Her stomach churns, she closes her eyes, and even breathes carefully, fearing that if she is not careful, she will spit out all the medicine she just drank.

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

Why didn't Xiaoju and Nanny take care of her?She had never seen this maid before.

Zhuge Ming said indifferently: "Because of the concubine's willfulness, all of them have been punished, and they are still locked in the dark room."

Wen Yi was startled, her eyes widened, and she grabbed Zhuge Ming's sleeves, "What does this have to do with them? Let them go." She knew what the dark room was, and it was a place for punishing servants. Once inside, Undead also peels off the skin.

Zhuge Ming looked at her and said: "If the princess loves them, why doesn't she love her own body? Qian was very angry this time, and ordered no one to intercede, so they probably won't be able to get out in this life."

Wen Yi suddenly felt dizzy and dizzy, his blood was surging, his throat felt fishy, ​​and a mouthful of blood overflowed, all of which were spit out on Zhuge Ming's body.

Zhuge Ming quickly held her down, called someone to come over and wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth, and then fed her a pill.Zhuge Ming, who had always been gentle, now had a rarely seen sullen expression on his face, and said harshly: "If you really love them, why bother to do this?"

Wen Yi said weakly: "If I do this, what conflict does it have with caring for them? Go help me and call Song Yunqian over!"

The maid beside Zhuge Ming suddenly said sullenly: "My lord said, I don't want to see a woman like you who uses self-harm to fight for favor in the future."

Wen Yi was taken aback, "Who is competing for favor? Me? I am fighting for favor by hurting myself? You think I hurt myself to gain his pity?" Wen Yi's hoarse voice was filled with a sense of powerlessness. It seemed to be a questioning sentence, but it was light Without the slightest weight, in the eyes of others, it sounds like a weak excuse.

(End of this chapter)