After taking the Purple Gold Pill, Yuan Qingling slept for more than an hour. After waking up, she felt that the pain in the wound had subsided a lot, and she could feel that the wound was no longer leaking.

She walked a few steps and felt that the pain was indeed not that intense. At least walking like this would not pull on the wound and cause sharp tearing pain.

Aunt Xi pushed the door open and came in. She saw that she had already gotten up. She said: "Princess, just get up and go out for a walk. She took the Purple Gold Pill. She needs to move to circulate her qi and blood."

Yuan Qing Ling said: "Okay. I was just thinking of going out for a walk."

"I will accompany you."

As soon as the two people left the courtyard, they saw a young eunuch running over hurriedly, his face pale and horrified. "Princess, King Chu, please hurry to the Qiankun Palace."

Aunt Xi held his hand and said, "What's the matter? You're so anxious."

The eunuch almost burst into tears. "Fu Bao fell from the Wenchang Tower. He was almost out of breath. When the Supreme Emperor learned about it, he immediately carried it away. Now there is a chaos in the palace, and people have been ordered to invite the emperor."

Aunt Xi suddenly panicked. The Emperor valued Fubao as much as his own grandson. If something happened to Fubao, the Emperor would be sad and angry.

This is the most taboo for people with heart disease.

She quickly turned around to call Yuan Qingling, but saw that Yuan Qingling had left in a hurry, regardless of her injuries.

Yuan Qingling walked quickly to the Qiankun Hall, and there was indeed a chaos in the hall. The Queen and Chu Mingcui stood aside anxiously, Yu Wenhao and King Qi were both in front of the bed, and the imperial doctor was also busy diagnosing and checking the pulse.

Neither Emperor Ming Yuan nor the Queen Mother arrived.

Yuan Qingling walked over quickly, grabbed Yu Wenhao and whispered a few words in his ear. Yu Wenhao glanced at her, then walked over and stopped the imperial doctor first, "Imperial doctor, how is the emperor's grandfather?"

Yuan Qingling immediately went over, took out the tongue pill from under the pillow and put it under the Emperor's tongue. Since his back was to the Queen and Chu Mingcui, they did not see this move, but Chu Mingcui kept staring at Yuan Qingling and noticed

Something strange.

The Supreme Emperor was fine, he just lost his temper for a moment.

Yuan Qingling saw that after the imperial doctor came forward to inject the acupuncture, the Emperor's breathing had become much easier. She breathed a sigh of relief, stepped back and asked the eunuch just now, "Where is Fu Bao?"

The eunuch said: "Princess Qi said she was afraid of upsetting the Supreme Emperor, so she had someone dig a hole and bury her outside the palace."

"Didn't you die yet?" Upon hearing this, Yuan Qingling's hair stood up in anxiety and she ran out quickly.

When I went out, I saw two eunuchs digging a hole under the locust tree. Fu Bao was covered in blood and lying on a small brocade quilt. He was indeed dying.

Yuan Qingling didn't bother to say anything, picked up Fu Bao together with Jin quilt and walked to Xinuang Pavilion.

When the two eunuchs saw that it was Princess Chu, they did not dare to stop her. They could only watch helplessly as she took Fu Bao away.

Yu Wenhao originally asked Yuan Qingling to come over to save the Supreme Emperor, but she gave the Supreme Emperor something to eat and ran out. Fortunately, the Supreme Emperor recovered, so he went out and wanted to scold Yuan Qingling, but he saw her hugging her

Fu Bao will leave.

Yuan Qingling hurried back to Xinuang Pavilion, put Fu Bao on the bed, took out the stethoscope and put it against Fu Bao's heart, abdomen, lungs and spleen.

Sure enough, it was just as she guessed.

Falling from a high altitude, his spleen ruptured and hemorrhaged.

"Good boy, this level is a bit difficult, you have to get through it!" Yuan Qingling stroked Fu Bao's head. Fu Bao's eyes were open and blood spilled from his mouth, but he understood Yuan Qing Ling's words.

He tried hard to look as majestic as before, but his claws slowly hung down feebly.

Before Yuan Qingling opened the medicine box, she closed her eyes and said silently, "I need a scalpel."

The moment she opened the medicine box, her heart dropped.

Surgical supplies are all available.

This damn fickle and cute medicine chest.

Infusion was given to stop the bleeding, and as soon as it was hung up, the door was pushed open.

"You are not in front of the emperor's grandfather" his words disappeared on his lips, and he saw Yuan Qingling took out a thin-edged knife from nowhere and faced him head-on.

"Help!" Yuan Qing Ling said.

"Fubao"

"There's still hope!" Yuan Qingling said quickly and threw him a towel, which she had used to wipe the wound before. "I'm going to sew up the ruptured spleen, and you can help suck the blood. The Emperor cares about Fubao, and Fubao is his."

If Fu Bao really loses his spiritual sustenance, it will be a huge blow to him and directly affect his illness."

Yu Wenhao took the towel and stared blankly at her who was already wearing a mask. She looked ugly like this, but she was also indescribably pretty.

Yuan Qingling was very skillful in anesthesia, shaving, and cutting, and quickly found the spleen.

"Suck blood!" She shouted when she saw Yu Wenhao looking at her blankly.

Yu Wenhao came back to his senses, took a towel to soak up the blood around the opening, and then dug in with her hands. This scene was quite bloody. How come she wasn't afraid at all?

Blood spattered out, splattering on her face, forehead, and eyebrows.

"The blood vessel is broken!" Yuan Qingling's expression changed, "The blood vessel needs to be repaired first."
Chapter completed!