After everyone stood still, Ye Jiangxue asked the imperial physician: "Emperor physician, how is she?"

The imperial doctor bent down and saluted: "Reporting to your majesty, His Royal Highness the King of Chu's wound was too deep and he lost too much blood. I have tried my best to help His Highness stop the bleeding, but the effect is not good."

When Ye Jiangxue was about to continue asking, Meng Xian had already walked over and started to take Ye Zuibi's pulse. The room was silent. After a while, Meng Xian let go of her hand, and then took out a cloth bag from his arms.

Then he put it on the table, rummaged around in his arms, and then turned back to the little palace maid and said, "Go get me a pair of scissors."

After a while, the little palace maid came over with scissors. Meng Xian took the scissors and cut off all her left sleeves. Her slender arms were exposed to the air, blood stained her arms, and the originally red wedding dress was thrown to the ground.

, because the bright red blood dye makes it even redder.

Putting down the scissors, Meng Xian untied the cloth bag and shook it open. Inside were gold needles of different lengths and thicknesses, as well as a curved needle and some silk threads. After Meng Xian pressed the acupuncture points on his arm, he saw

Without looking, he took out a golden needle, passed it over the fire and then inserted it into the acupuncture point. After several needles were inserted in succession, the blood stopped flowing downwards.

Meng Xian took out a small silver knife from his arms, and after sterilizing it over the fire, he asked someone to bring a towel and stuff it into Yezuibi's mouth, and then dug out the rotten flesh from the wound.

Yezuibi, who was already in pain and collapsed, bit the towel in his mouth tightly because of the knife, and a large amount of sweat fell down his forehead.

After Meng Xian took care of everything very quickly, he took out the special curved needle and some silk thread, and then quickly sewed up the wound stabbed by the sword on Ye Zuibi as if sewing clothes, and then sewed it up again.

He took out a bottle of medicinal powder from his sleeve, poured it on the wound, then pulled out the gold needle and quickly wrapped the gauze around his arm.

The whole set of movements was seamless and so fast. In addition to gouging out the rotten flesh and making Ye Zuibi miserable, the other techniques were so fast that it was dazzling. The imperial doctor on the side went from being disdainful at the beginning, to being amazed, to now being anxious.

He looked like he was asking Meng Xian for advice.

Just when everyone was paying full attention to Meng Xiandong, no one noticed Princess Linglong who had retreated behind everyone. She quietly took out a white candle from her sleeve, stared at the incense in her hand, and then looked at where she was standing.

Yan Junqing, who was paying full attention to Ye Zuibi, had a smile on his lips. That smile was full of insidiousness and calculation.

Then she pretended to be nonchalant, walked to the table, picked up the candle that was almost burning one by one, and prepared to replace it. At this time, the maid came over and was ready to help: "You leave it, I will do it."

Princess Linglong was afraid that the maid's voice would draw other people's attention to her, so she put her finger in front of her mouth and shushed: "Shhh, keep your voice down, it's okay. I'll come. Look, I've found the candle. Go."

Take care of His Highness King Chu."

The maid didn't want to grab it or say anything, so she had to bow and say yes, then turned her head and continued to pay attention to the movement in front. Princess Linglong saw that no one noticed her, so she blew out the remaining candle on the candlestick, and then used

Two small bamboo clips pulled the remaining candles apart.
Chapter completed!