Chapter 817: Lively Qingzhou

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This Nanhuai Wangguo really hit the wall with a mortal heart. The injury was very serious, so Wu Yanzu also shook his head and said: "Too serious, too serious."
Where can Qin Zhou let him die? Hurry people to go back and carry Zi An over.
Zi'an heard the danger of King Nanhuai and was very anxious. When he came to the prison, he saw the blood stains on the wall and the pool of blood on the ground. King Nanhuai was dying.
She also couldn't care much, immediately applied a needle to seal a few acupuncture points for him, and then let Wu Yanzu bandage the wound.
Wu Yanzu said while bandaging: "The princess is really brave as an artist, these acupuncture points are sealed, the blood is stopped, but if you are an ordinary person, you might have to lose your life."
Because one of the acupuncture points she sealed was next to the dead point. There was also danger of sealing. If you know martial arts, your internal force will slowly break through, which is not a hindrance.
Zi An didn't even bother to explain to him, but continued to use needles for King Nanhuai.
The flying needle she saw on Wen Yi's handbook was useless for a long time, but now she has to use it on King Nanhuai.
However, she is injured, and the flying needle is about speed and wrist strength. With this flying needle down, she was already sweating and her body was crumbling.
Qin Zhou quickly supported her, and she was really angry. If it were not for the same life Gu, she had long chopped Nanhuai King into meat sauce.
"Fortune-telling is saved." Although Zi An was tired, he was very relieved, not because she saved Nanhuai Wang, but because she did an experiment on Nanhuai Wang, and she completed the flying needle.
In this way, take a break and use it on the seventh.
She took a breath and raised her head to Wu Yanzu: "Dr. Wu, please look at it. If something goes wrong, tell me again."
Wu Yanzu stared at the boss, and the whole person was shocked.
"Doctor Wu ..."
Wu Yanzu recovered and looked at Zi An with a complex eye, "Okay, I know, Princess."
"What are you dazed?" Qin Zhou said unpleasantly.
Doctor Wu shook his head, "I admire the princess."
Admire, it is the words on the face.
Old Wu's mood is very complicated. He looks good and is expensive as a princess. She is already a big winner in life. She even knows such a profound acupuncture technique. If the princess came out to run the rivers and lakes to practice medicine, he would not have his bowl of rice.
God is very unfair.
Most importantly, is there any bounty for him?
When Qin Zhou helped Zi'an leave, he heard Doctor Wu ask A Jing, "Well, when you said before, when will the bounty be paid?"
Qin Zhou glanced back. This Wu Yanzu didn't use your honorary title to anyone. Only the word you was used for Ah Jing. Sure enough, he was rich.
"Yes, there must be a bounty." A Jing said vaguely.
Zi An returned to the room, rested for a while, and then gave Murong Jie a needle.
Qin Zhou felt that she was too tired, so she rested for a while, but Zi An was unwilling to insist on applying needles to Murong Jie.
After the injection, Murong Jie's condition improved a lot, his pulse was no longer weak and his breathing gradually became smoother.
Houya's maid took the medicine for Murongzhen, and Qin Zhou helped to administer it.
Murong Jie's will to survive was very strong. Even in a coma, he was not too resistant to pouring medicine. Therefore, he didn't spill a bowl of medicine.
Wu Yanzu made an anti-embryonic medicine for Zi-an. He knew very well that he basically had nothing to do with his injuries. He could only help him by doing something that seemed to be of great benefit but was actually of no use. Zi'an will also open.
But after watching his prescription, Zi An was very disappointed, praised him and drank all the medicine he had boiled.
After applying the needle every day, finally, at the noon on the third day, Murong Jie woke up.
It has been nine days since he was in a coma.
He was so thin that these days, he was only relying on Shen Tommy soup and medicine to protect his life. Therefore, although he woke up, he was very weak, and he couldn't even speak.
Seeing Zi An sitting in front of the bed, he smiled, and his eyes, which were particularly large because of his thinness, had ambilight.
Zi An shed tears in his eyes, took his hand, leaned slightly, and kissed him in the face, "Welcome back."
Murong smiled, his eyes gleaming, and his slender eyeliner picked out a trace of pity and guilt.
For a moment, his eyes slowly shifted to her abdomen. Zi An smiled softly, took his hand on the abdomen, and said softly: "I am fine, and the child is also good."
The waves in his eyes twitched more and more, his lips trembling slightly, and his hands trembling slightly. He tried to speak and mobilized the strength of his body, but he was only able to squeeze a word "good".
Zi An said dumbly: "Don't rush to speak, adjust yourself first."
As Wu Yanzu said, his injury is very serious. According to common sense, it hurts the heart like this, it is dead.
Even if he doesn't die, he loses his vitality and hurts his foundation.
After three or four days in this way, Murong Jie was unable to walk down the ground, but he was already able to speak and turn over slightly.
That evening, Qingzhou House suddenly became lively.
Lord Anran came and accompanied him. There were Ling who had just recovered and Rou Yao and Zhuang who had been worried about Zi An and Murong Chi.
As for Su Qing and Xiao Tuo, it was inconvenient for them to come to work in Beijing.
They came because Qin Zhou had ordered people to go to Hanshan to please Old Master Enran. As for General Yang, he was afraid that he had just arrived in Beijing.
"Old Master, your journey is really slow." Qin Zhou said with a smile.
Lord Anran sneered, "It's okay if the old deceased not to come. This Qingzhou Mansion is full of magicians."
When A Jing went out to greet him, he first talked about Wu Yanzu. Wu Yanzu saved Zi An, Zi An saved Murong Jie and King Nanhuai, and the old prince knew.
The three women's verbose guest set went directly to Zi An.
When Li Li saw Zi An safe and sound, she had dropped a few tears in her usual indifference. "I thought I killed you. It's great that you didn't die."
Zi An has always been worried about Li Li, and now seeing her standing alive in front of her, she was relieved and said with a smile: "I thought you were dead, it's so good that you didn't die."
Zhuangzhuang said angrily: "Yes, it's not dead, just stop."
She had seen Zi'an before sitting in front of Murong Jie's bed. She said distressedly: "I have lost a whole circle and suffered."
Murong Jie said with a smile: "Let the young aunt worry."
Zhuang Zhuang said: "Where can I stop worrying? I'm almost scared to death."
She stroked her chest. "Fortunately, Qin Zhou was sensible and asked someone to report it, otherwise how many days would he have tortured?"
The doctor, Rou Yao, also joked: "It looks fine, I and the old prince came from nothing."
At this point, A Jing didn't agree too much. He looked at Rou Yao obsessively, "Don't come in vain, there are so many delicious things in Qingzhou Mansion, I will take you back to eat."
Rou Yao flew at him, and there was a hint of blush floating on his face, "Just eat."
A Jing scratched his head, "It's not about eating, but there are good things, you have to let you know."
After listening to this, Zi An knew that A Jing was already deeply rooted in love. Only when you love someone deeply would you think of giving the other person a delicious, beautiful, and fun mind.
Seeing Rou Yao's face reddish, Zi An and Zhuang Zhuang glanced at each other. It seemed that Rou Yao also found his own happiness.
This is great. Rou Yao is a member of their small group. If she is not happy, they are also embarrassed to be happy. They always feel that there are shortcomings.