: When 676 is over, the great prince is going to die in the military camp!

Finished, finished, the great prince is going to die in the military camp!
Zhu Yu doctor stepped back and forth and almost fell to the ground.
"How could this be?" Zhu Yuzhi turned his head and looked at the soldier who looked after Xuanyuan.
The little soldier was scared to death. Seeing Zhu Yu’s "A big prince is dead, the sky is going to fall down" is even more scared. "I, I don't know, I... no, it's a villain, When the villain came in, he saw that the big prince fell into a pool of blood. I don't know what it is."
The veterans can vaguely guess that they should bring the big prince down when they gave the emperor a big emperor, so that they hit their heads, but they could not say it at this time.
Say it, they are sinners.
"Wang Ye let you take care of the great emperor, how can you not know?" Zhu Yu sneered at the soldier, took a deep breath, grabbed the medicine box in the small soldier's hand and went inside. "How are you guarding people?" Actually, such a big thing." If the big prince had a long and two short, what did he tell the lord?
When I thought of Xiao Tianyao's face of Zhang Bingshan, Zhu Yuyi couldn't help but chill on his back. He silently prayed in his heart, and the big prince must not have anything!
Zhu Yuyi still doesn't know what Xuanyuan is. He doesn't dare to move him. He just squats on his side, explores his nose and pulse, and determines that Xuanyuan still has a sigh of relief. Tone.
When the soldier saw it, he asked a question: "Zhu Yuji, is the big prince okay?" They had a sigh of relief before, and the great prince was angry, just did not know if there was any rescue.
"There is still a breath, there is nothing to know." Zhu Yu doctor did not breathe a good voice, carefully moving Xuanyuan's head, the action is as if holding a rare treasure.
Little by little, Xuanyuan’s head was moved, and Zhu Yu’s doctor soon saw the big hole on the back of Xuanyuan’s head, and the blood-stained stone, immediately took a breath.
This injury is difficult!
Injury in the back of the head, the wound is as big as a baby fist, although there is no bleeding now, but it is only blood coagulation, as long as the movement is light, the blood will continue to flow.
Xuanyuan has already flowed a lot of blood, and it has lost too much blood. If it flows again, it is afraid that it will drain, and in addition to the injury, Xuanyuan is poisoned, and the body is weaker than usual. I don’t know if I can past.
The soldier looked at Zhu Yu’s face with a dignified look. He asked nervously: "Zhu Yuji, is there a rescue for the great emperor?" God bless, the great emperor must not die.
Death of a great emperor, how many people in Dongwen want to be buried.
"I don't know." Zhu Yuji's words are not arrogant, but he is not sure about himself. "Come here, untie the chain of the big prince and help me carry people out."
Zhu Yu doctor pressed Xuanyuan's wound to prevent the wound from bleeding again.
"The key is on Mo Shaoye, the villain has to go to ask Mo Shaoye." Xiaobing said with a look.
"Hurry up, by the way, carry a stretcher, here is cold and cold, not suitable for rehabilitating." Zhu Yuyi said with impatience, the soldier nodded and ran fast.
Mo Qingfeng was in the military camp at this time. He learned that Xuanyuan had an accident and Mo Qingfeng’s face changed slightly.
Does Wang know this?

"Wang Ye still doesn't know, Wang Ye is in Wang Hao, no one is bothering." The soldier told the truth.
Mo Qingfeng's face changed slightly. He knew that when he went to find Xiao Tianyao, it was useless. He took the key and went to the dungeon with the soldier.
Special agent, he believes that Wang can understand.
When Mo Qingfeng came over, he naturally brought the stretcher. Seeing Xuanyuan, who was lying in a pool of blood and looking pale, Mo Qingfeng knew that things were more serious than Xiaobing said.
"Zhu Yuji, how is the big prince?" Mo Qingfeng walked in and asked.
Zhu Yuji has calmed down at this time, but his face is very stinky. "I don't know yet. I will lift the person to the tent and say that it is not suitable for healing."
"Well, I will help you." Mo Qingfeng stepped forward and then, together with Xiaobing, under the guidance of Zhu Yuji, put Xuanyuan on the stretcher.
Zhu Yu’s hand has been pressed on Xuanyuan’s wound, reminding him from time to time, let the person carrying the stretcher slow down and stabilize.
But this is the case, the wound on Xuanyuan’s head is still open, and the blood is constantly overflowing, so that Zhu Yu’s doctor can’t be scared.
Hurry up, I will let you slow down, slow down and hear no.

The ground of the barracks was not stable. If it didn't go slower and more bumpy, the soldiers who carried the stretcher had already gone very slowly. The stretchers were also very stable and there was no bumps.
However, now is not the time when Zhu Yu doctor is more real, the small soldier who carried the stretcher slowed down the speed, but still can't stop the blood flowing out. Zhu Yu doctor has no way, only use the silver needle to stop the blood.
When the silver needle falls, the blood will soon stop, but the silver needle is tied to the brain. If the heart is forbidden to supply blood to the brain for a long time, Xuanyuan is very easy to brain death, even if it is not dead, it will be bad.
"Come a little faster, run quickly." Zhu Yuji had to urge the soldier to lift the stretcher, and move faster to gain time.
For a while, it will be slow, and the soldiers on the stretcher will be broken by Zhu Yu, but they will not dare to scream. Zhu Yu doctor said that they are running fast, but they ran away. The nearest tent in Shihe.
"Just here, carry people in." Zhu Yu doctor did not care who the tent is, and directly requisitioned.
The world is big, the doctor is the biggest when it comes to saving lives, and the small soldiers naturally want to listen to Zhu Yu.
"Put the person on the bed." Zhu Yu doctor swept the things on the bed all over the floor, so that Mo Qingfeng and others put Xuanyuan up.
"Be careful, don't touch the silver needle on the head of the big emperor." Xuanyuan's head is still tied with silver needles. Dr. Zhu Yu is afraid of a silver needle. He can't save people from killing people.
"Reassured, will not touch." Mo Qingfeng personally, put Xuanyuan Ping on the bed, Zhu Yu doctor see Xuanyuan's situation is still stable, immediately relieved.
"Fortunately, fortunately, there was no accident." Zhu Yu doctor took the silver needle on Xuanyuan's head. When the silver needle was removed, the wound in the back of Xuanyuan began to bleed again.
This time, Zhu Yu doctor did not panic, but was very calm to open the medicine box, learned the steps of Lin Chujiu to suture the wounded to the wounded, and cleaned the wound, hemostasis, medicine, suture...
When Zhu Yuji urgently treated Xuanyuan, Xiao Tianyao was feeding chicken soup to Lin Chujiu. Although the movement was very clumsy, seven spoonfuls of seven spoons were fed, but the attitude of careful and unruly is worthy of praise.
Hey, after feeding a bowl of chicken soup, Xiao Tianyao called for a kiss, and people sent another bowl of chicken soup.
I can come in and kiss the empty bowl, but I don’t rush out, but my face is dignified and I kneel on the ground...
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