The world's medical concubine wants to divorce

Chapter 55
She swept away the gloomy expression before, life is not hopeless after all, isn't it?She smiled and said: "Thank you, I'm fine, and I haven't suffered any grievances."

Wen Yi was still in a high fever, and the imperial doctor said that her injury seemed to be getting worse, so the Prince Zhenyuan and his wife did not delay her rest, and left after a few words of advice.

Wen Yi drank the medicine and fell into a drowsy sleep. She felt her body was hot and cold for a while, and her wound was painful. After bleeding profusely, her face was as pale as a piece of white paper.When Xiaoju served her, she secretly cried.

After a few days, the high fever persisted, and the imperial doctors were helpless, and even Zhuge Ming didn't know how to use the medicine.The wound seemed to become inflamed and pus within a day, he asked Wen Yi if she had applied anything to the wound, Wen Yi shook her head, "No."

Zhuge Ming has practiced medicine for many years, and has never seen such a strange phenomenon.It stands to reason that the medicines he prescribed have the effect of anti-inflammatory and hemostatic, and the wound will not bleed anymore, but her wound is still oozing blood, and when the blood oozes, the surrounding area still has pus blisters.

Wen Yi understood what was going on in her heart, it was this body that rejected her soul, just like hearing that person speak in a coma, her soul and this body have not yet fully matched, and now the wound is not healed, it is because of this.

She felt panic for no reason, and felt that she might not be able to make it through, so when she was in better spirits, she wanted to give Song Yunqian an injection as soon as possible.

It's just that now Song Yunqian doesn't come to see her at all. He probably thinks that he is self-harming to compete for favor, so he hates and resents her.She had to do everything possible to trick him over.

The body's rejection became more and more serious. Today, she vomited out all the medicine she just drank, and she vomited so overwhelmingly that her whole body collapsed.Xiaoju wiped her face while weeping, and said: "If you can't drink this medicine, how can it be cured? Princess, can we take some millet porridge before we take medicine?"

Wen Yi took a deep breath, her chest hurt so much that she could barely lift her breath, she said weakly, "You guys, go and buy me something."

Xiaoju leaned down and asked, "What are you taking? What do you want, Xiaoju will get it right away."

Wen Yi raised her hand with difficulty, wiped away her tears, and said with a smile: "Idiot, I'm fine, come, go to the pharmacy and buy some for me..." Her voice gradually lowered, but Xiao Ju could still hear what she wanted clearly , eyes widened in surprise, "Princess, what do you want to do with drugs?"

Wen Yi took a deep breath and said, "Go quickly, don't ask!"

Xiao Ju nodded, pressed the quilt for her, and said, "I'll go right away, and I'll be back soon." After speaking, she turned around and told Xiaoxi to take care of Wen Yi, and then went to the kitchen to explain to the mother who was cooking porridge for Wen Yi Just go out.

In the evening, Xiaoju was entrusted by Wen Yi to go to Song Yunqian. She wrote a piece of paper and asked Xiaoju to take it there. She knew that he would definitely come over after reading the paper.

Sure enough, Song Yunqian followed Xiaoju after reading the paper.

Arriving at Zhiyi Pavilion, Wen Yi was already leaning on the long couch, her face was thickly puffed with powder, rouge, eyebrows and lipstick, and she looked much more energetic.

She smiled and said, "The lord is here!" This man, whom she liked but could never get, sat quietly three feet away from her. On the upholstered chair, with a serious expression on his face, he stared at her coldly, "It seems that you are in good spirits!"

"With the care of the genius doctor and the imperial doctor, I'm naturally fine." Wen Yi leaned on the couch with a lazy expression on her face.

"Zhuge Ming said that you are very bad, but this king is looking at you now, you are very good." He spoke in a heavy tone, with strong sarcasm, how can Wen Yi not understand the reason?She felt very uncomfortable and had a dull pain in her heart. In his heart, he probably didn't expect her to get better.Yes, it would be great if she died. After she died, Ke'er's revenge would be avenged, and his wish would be fulfilled.

And she is not far from death.She even felt that her soul was slowly separating from this body, but she didn't know where she would go this time.If possible, send her back to modern times, she wants to see her parents again.

"Miracle doctor Zhuge is exaggerating, I'm actually much better, and I will be able to get out of bed in a few days." Wen Yi said.

Song Yunqian said coldly: "How are you, it has nothing to do with me."

After all, she was not used to him talking to her so coldly, she looked at him quietly, her face was extremely gentle, and asked softly: "You must hate me very much in your heart, right?"

Song Yunqian sneered, "Resentment? Why do you hate you? This king has neither love nor hatred for you."

Wen Yi hummed, and murmured: "It's better to have no love and no hatred, then even if I die, you won't be sad."

Song Yunqian said coldly: "If you die, this king will feel relieved." Originally, he didn't want to say such vicious words, because he didn't think so in his heart.But when facing her, he still couldn't be calm, especially when he remembered that she had hurt himself with a needle, she was challenging his limit.

Wen Yi's heart was in a mess, his eyes were as cold as ice, and she couldn't feel the temperature.

She said softly: "Can you let them out? I have something to tell you."

Song Yunqian waved his hand to signal them to go out.

But Wen Yi raised her head and said to Xiao Ju who was at the door: "Bring tea to the prince."

Xiao Ju responded, moved her feet and brought tea, she stabilized her mind, put the teacup in front of Song Yunqian, and said, "My lord, please have some tea." Then, she retreated and closed the door.

Song Yunqian frowned and said, "Did Ke'er be the victim of you?" He saw that Wen Yi had written a sentence on the paper she had given her, saying that she knew who was responsible for Ke'er, and she knew that Song Yunqian would definitely come back and find out.

Wen Yi said: "My lord, why not have a sip of tea first, and listen to me quietly."

Song Yunqian took a sip of his teacup impatiently, and said angrily, "If you don't tell me, I will leave immediately."

Wen Yi stared at him, not daring to move her body casually, fearing that she would waste her energy and not have the strength to apply the needle for a while, and even spoke in a soft and pitiful tone, "Yang Luoyi didn't push her into the lake, I'm sorry. For sure!" The memory of Yang Luoyi remained in her mind, so she knew very well that Yang Luoyi hadn't harmed Ke'er.But she didn't know who pushed Ke'er to go to the lake. She used such an excuse to trick him into coming.

Song Yunqian said coldly: "You can't say this a hundred times. You say you know who pushed Ke'er to go to the lake. Who is it?"

His face looked especially cold and hard under the soft candlelight, and his eyes were like two deep pools. She tried her best to explore, but she couldn't see clearly what emotion was in the eyes.The handsome face was full of disgust and impatience, and there was a hint of disappointment that even she could detect.

He was disappointed in her, but why wasn't she disappointed or even desperate in him?

Wen Yi said quietly: "My lord, I'm sorry, I lied to you, I don't know who pushed Ke'er into the lake."

Song Yunqian gasped, and his anger quickly gathered on his eyebrows. He said angrily, "Did you trick me to come here on purpose?"

Wen Yi smiled wryly and said: "That's right, I know that if I didn't say that, the prince wouldn't come over."

Song Yunqian was about to get angry when he suddenly felt dizzy. He realized something, knocked over the teacup in front of him, and said angrily, "Are you taking the medicine?" This is still learned from the book Zhuge Ming gave her, so no matter how deep his inner strength is, he couldn't resist the force of the medicine hitting his head in the end, and he passed out when his eyes went dark.

Wen Yi tilted her body, holding on for so long, her strength was almost exhausted.

She got off the bed, barely able to walk.When she came to him, she picked up a pair of scissors and cut his clothes. She really didn't have the energy to undress him, let alone drag him to bed.

She knew that he was powerful and would wake up soon, she was running out of time.

She said softly: "I know it's very difficult for you to believe me now, so I choose to use this method, I hope you don't blame me."

She took out the needle, took a deep breath, and got rid of the dizziness that came up layer by layer. She wanted to stabilize herself and not tremble, so she pierced her Baihui acupoint four times in a row, locking a qi, and used it to Needle him.

It's just that forcing her body so forcefully, the consequences will be very bad, she knows, but she can't care about it.Even the fairy said that she probably couldn't make it through, and before she died, she would at least save him.

She gave the needle very quickly and accurately, thanks to her hard work in the past and her familiarity with the meridians with her body.

The needle had to stay in his body for about a quarter of an hour, but she couldn't hold it anymore, but it didn't matter, as long as his blood flowed through, his internal force would automatically flush away the needle.

She was lying on his chest, and she did not move her body anymore. Listening to his heartbeat, her tears could not stop flowing, she knew that her time had come, she was not greedy, she just wanted this moment of tranquility and tenderness.From now on, she won't be heartbroken anymore, it doesn't matter who he is with, she will never see him again.

It's good to have Yang Luofan by his side, at least she really loves him.And she, a wandering soul in time and space, traveled to meet him in a beautiful but painful encounter.She was grateful to the god who existed in the dark, it was he who allowed her to live for a while, and met a man who had a bad temper and didn't treat her very well.

"You are...really bad to me, but I still like you..." Wen Yi panted and said with difficulty, "I like that you call me Wen Yi, but I don't treat you like a Plague, but to me, you are really an out-and-out plague, and the name of this plague...is probably called love!"

She thought of the sweetness and happiness when he kissed her, and there were times when they were sweet without quarreling.She pushed herself up with all her strength, and pressed heavily on his lips.

Song Yunqian's medicine had gradually receded. He slowly opened his eyes, only to find that his lips were sealed by her icy lips, and a flashing memory suddenly flooded his mind. The first time he met her was when he was She was on love drugs.Fury welled up in her heart, how could she use such indecent means again?When he realized that his clothes were almost gone, he couldn't control his anger, and kicked the woman who was heaving on him, and she flew out like a rag, hitting the wall and landing on the ground.

Blood spurted from the corner of her mouth. She lay on the ground and watched him jump up. There was a smile on the corner of her mouth, a proud smile, like an obstetrician smiling proudly and sweetly when she saw the baby she delivered with her own hands.

(End of this chapter)