With the support of the maid and the mother-in-law, Mrs. Xiao turned back three times. One foot had already stepped out of the threshold, and when the other foot was about to step out, she suddenly turned back and saw that the little breast dumpling was just sitting on her son's back.

In front of the bed, two short legs were dangling, their flesh was very cute.

She is more beautiful than any daughter of aristocratic family she has ever seen. Unfortunately, she has no time to appreciate this beauty now.

"Madam, watch your step." The nanny reminded her carefully.

Mrs. Xiao reluctantly looked away from Xiao Nai Tuanzi, but before she even took a step forward, she couldn't help but turn around and faced Xiao Nai Tuanzi's dark eyes.

Their eyes met, Mrs. Xiao was a little embarrassed because of this distrust, "My child, you can eat the snacks and fruits on the table as you like. If there is anything else you want, just ask."

Fu Jiujiu nodded. Although she had never been a mother, she had seen her mother worry a lot about their brothers and sisters in the past few years.

She understands this sentence very well.

"Got it, thank you."

Mrs. Xiao knew that procrastinating any longer would only affect the speed of saving her son, "Then... then you... just leave it like this."

The door slowly closed, Fu Jiujiu put away her child's innocence, and resumed diagnosing the pulse of the boy on the bed.

Fortunately, she carries a few silver needles with her, which can be used as hidden weapons to save her life when in danger, and she can also use acupuncture when she is sick.

The fact that Mr. Xiao was able to be unconscious for so long without feeling cool shows that the congestion in his head is not serious, otherwise it would be hard to tell even with all the modern first aid measures available.

The fact that he could continue to lie down like this for ten days showed that the situation was not serious.

For experts, three silver needles are enough.

Two quarters of an hour later, Fu Jiujiu took a long breath. She had already used silver needles to prick the acupuncture points to disperse the congestion. Blood was already flowing out of Young Master Xiao's mouth and nose.

Just at this moment, a little maid pushed the door open and entered.

"ah!"

She shouted, and the fruit plate in her hand fell to the ground, "Master... Master is bleeding."

Fu Jiujiu looked at the oranges rolling around on the ground and picked one up casually.

That's right if it bleeds.

However, her blood, which was still red at first, gradually turned black.

Is this... a case of poisoning?

Mild cerebral congestion plus poisoning?

And he's not dead yet?

I don’t know if Mr. Xiao is lucky or unlucky?

The maid's shout attracted Mrs. Xiao. When she came in, she also saw what the maid saw.

"Son...what...what's wrong with you?" Mrs. Xiao didn't care about her manners, and her head moved wildly, hitting her face several times.

The maids and women were in chaos.

Xiao Rongjun also ran over anxiously, with Zou Guangquan following closely behind. However, when he saw the people filing in, he was afraid that they would step on the little nipple dumplings without looking carefully, so he protected the little nipple dumplings behind him first.

"This... this..." Xiao Rongjun's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, "Why is Ze'er like this?"

Mrs. Xiao looked at the little breast dumplings and hesitated, "Master, if Ze'er is gone, I... won't be able to live either."

Xiao Rongjun's eyes went dark for a moment, and he shook his body before he regained his balance. He glanced at the small breast dumpling eating an orange as if nothing was wrong.

Regret for the past.

How come you are so obsessed with believing that this little baby can cure your son?

Even if it's really a wedding, is it still a marriage?

Fu Jiujiu originally thought that the Xiao family and his wife would say some unpleasant words to her, but these two people did not.

This shows that they are pretty good people.

But she can't bear the blame for killing people.

She was about to speak, but her godfather beat her to it

"Jiujiu, what's going on?"

Fu Jiujiu finished the last orange segment, wiped his hands with a handkerchief, and said slowly: "Brother is going to be fine."

She had just given the boy detoxification pills, which could detoxify all kinds of poisons, except for some strange poisons.

Mr. Shota also has a bottle there, but I don’t know if he still has it on him. If he throws it away, it would be a waste of money.

"Master, look quickly, Ze'er has lost so much blood." Mrs. Xiao was crying as if she was about to die.

Xiao Rongjun looked at the little breast dumplings, as if it was none of his business. He sighed deeply, "Go and call Dr. Feng over. I hope it will be useful."

Fu Jiujiu saw that the blood in Xiao Ze's mouth and nose was no longer so black, which meant that the poison had been almost eliminated.

In fact, some doctors with good medical skills can treat this kind of brain congestion, but no one expected that in addition to throwing the horse, he was also poisoned.

She originally wanted to see what kind of poison it was, but unfortunately before she could check it, so many people came into the room.

Zou Guangquan was no less anxious than Xiao Rongjun at the moment. After all, if this Young Master Xiao really died, then he and Xiao Naituanzi would probably be buried with him.

When he first heard that Magistrate Xiao wanted to borrow blessings, he already screamed secretly.

"Jiujiu, don't be afraid, my godfather is here." Zou Guangquan thought, in the worst case, even if Wusha Mao is gone, he still has to keep his goddaughter.

If he didn't have enough face, he also had his father-in-law's family. After so many years of marriage, he had never opened his mouth to see her. He worked hard to fuck his daughter.

Zou Guangquan had already made a plan in his mind, but at this moment, someone shouted, "The young master's finger moved."

"Did it move? Did it really move?" Zou Guangquan was even more excited than his parents.

"It's really moving, ma'am. Look, it's still moving."

Mrs. Xiao couldn't believe what she saw, "Master..."

Xiao Rongjun didn't know what was going on. At that moment, Dr. Feng came in. He was an old man. He was carrying a box and was almost lifted up by his servants.

"hiss……"

Dr. Feng closed his eyes tightly and said nothing, making everyone look anxious. Only the little breast dumplings were eating oranges calmly, and when they got excited, they showed off again.

Although it was incomparable to modern sugar oranges, it was still pretty good. She quietly kept the seeds in her hand and put them back into the space to see if they could be planted.

"hiss……"

Xiao Rongjun couldn't wait any longer, "Mr. Feng, can the dog be saved?"

Dr. Feng, who had his eyes tightly closed, suddenly opened his eyes, looked around, and then took another breath.

Xiao Rongjun almost knelt down in front of the old man regardless of his status.

Doctor Feng stopped breathing this time, but shook his head repeatedly.

Mrs. Xiao almost fainted from grief.

However, Dr. Feng said at this time, "If you can wake up, you can do it in the evening."

"What?" Mrs. Xiao's eyes widened as if she had been given a shot of blood, "You said Ze'er is about to wake up?"

After receiving Doctor Feng's nod, everyone took a long breath.

But Dr. Feng's face was gloomy, "My lord, I will tell you the truth. Yesterday, I diagnosed Young Master Ling's pulse, but I didn't have much time left. At that time, I saw that my wife was in grief. I couldn't bear to tell the truth, but this... I dare you to ask if I have ever seen Young Master."

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Chapter completed!