Pretty Fox: Misunderstood His Royal Highness

Chapter 697 Price 7
Zhu Qiqi felt powerless all over, his eyes turned black, and he was so frightened that he could no longer be afraid.She was very desperate to think, is it, is the child bleeding out?Is it, is the child gone?Is she going to die?

Zhu Qiqi struggled, tried hard, wanted to see what happened, but she had no strength. She wanted to scream, but couldn't make a sound. She felt her chest getting tighter and tighter, and her breathing became more and more difficult. Another burst of twisting, changing shape.

Die'er cried and said: "Princess! Concubine! Concubine, you have shed so much blood..."

Zhu Qiqi tried hard to open his eyes, and saw that Die'er was crying like a mess, her pretty face became distorted because of worry, anxiety, panic, and bewilderment.

I don't know who is yelling wildly: "Doctor! Call the doctor quickly! Hurry up!"

At this time, Zhu Qiqi's head was "buzzing" hot, and a sharp "hissing" whistle sounded in his ears. His consciousness gradually became blurred, and his whole body became chaotic. The surrounding crowd, and Noisy, fluttering and erratic, sometimes near, sometimes far, so so unreal.

Tears welled up in the corners of Zhu Qiqi's eyes and fell down.

Afterwards, Zhu Qiqi's eyes darkened and he passed out.

　……

　……

　I don't know how long it took.

　Suddenly, Die'er's cry came from Zhu Qiqi's ear: "Wangfei! Wangfei, wake up! Wangfei, please, wake up."

　Zhu Qiqi slightly moved his eyelids.

　She felt bad, really, really bad.

　Dry mouth, splitting headache, sore and tired, as if falling apart.Zhu Qiqi felt that her whole body was in pain, the pain was like hot pincers were grabbing her, blunt knives were cutting her, it was like being in hell, being tortured, going up the mountain of knives, Falling into the sea of ​​fire, falling into the frying pan... Moreover, Zhu Qiqi felt that her eyelids were so heavy, as if weighing a thousand catties, she struggled to open, open, and open again.

　However, Zhu Qiqi still couldn't open his eyes.

　In a daze, Zhu Qiqi heard Die'er crying, and kept shouting: "Princess! Concubine! Wake up! Wake up! Concubine, please, wake up!"

　Then, it was Yuan Qingluo with a crying voice, he lost his usual calmness, and yelled like crazy: "It's been three days and three nights, why hasn't the princess woke up?"

　Someone tremblingly said: "My lord, my concubine is usually too weak, this time I have a miscarriage and hemorrhage, I'm afraid—"

　Yuan Qingluo roared again: "What are you afraid of? Say it quickly! What are you afraid of?"

　The man said: "At this time, the princess did not wake up because of the imbalance of blood and lung energy. Now that the fetus in the womb is gone, the princess is on the verge of collapse mentally and physically. The princess is awake, but the disease of the princess may not be serious. It's easy-"

　Yuan Qingluo yelled: "Shut up! You quack doctors, listen to me. If there is anything wrong with the princess, I will cut off your heads, and none of you will survive."

　Another voice stammered: "My lord, my concubine is blessed with great fortune. I will definitely...will pass through the dangerous period soon. The concubine...should be, and will wake up soon. Only...just, the concubine's body is damaged. Too heavy, it will not be easy for the princess to have her own children in the future... in the future... in the future. "

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