After doing all this, she was extremely tired and half lying on the table to rest. She knew that her movements were indecent, but she couldn't care about them anymore.

After taking a break, he heard the slightly anxious voice of Madam from outside, "Princess, what's wrong?"

Yuan Qingling stood slowly with the table and said lightly: "Come in."

The door was pushed open all of a sudden, and Madam Qi and Luya rushed in. Both of them ran over to look at Brother Huo. Seeing that his breath was stable, Madam Qi breathed a sigh of relief.

Yuan Qingling picked up the medicine box and said, "You two keep the matter tonight confidential and do not tell the King of Chu and anyone in the mansion."

Madam Qi and Luya looked at each other and felt a little surprised.

Luya stepped forward to help Yuan Qingling, "Princess, I will help you back."

"No need, look at him. There is medicine left by me at the head of the bed. I will give him one in two hours. After taking it, come and ask me again." Yuan Qingling broke free from her hand and walked out with difficulty.

"Princess!" Madam Qi shouted, wanting to say thank you, but when he remembered what Yuan Qingling did before, he couldn't say this thank you in the end, but just said lightly: "The road at night is dark, just carry a lantern."

She handed over the lantern and Yuan Qingling took it, "Thank you!"

His nanny was stunned!

Thank you? She said thank you?

Yuan Qingling returned to Fengyi Pavilion, gave herself an injection, and then lay on the bed.

The wound should be kept from inflamed as much as possible, but the wound area is too large and the effect of antibiotics makes her look very weak.

After the high fever, all her strength was stripped away, and she was as soft as a cotton ball, and it was even difficult to raise her head.

After a while, he fell into the darkness and fell asleep.

I don’t know how long it took, but I heard someone push the door in and said anxiously: “Princess, get up quickly.”

Yuan Qingling opened his eyes with difficulty, saw the green buds' anxious expression, and looked at the sun's illumination, it was already noon.

She slowly got up, "Is Brother Huo'er so hot again?"

"No, get up quickly, people are coming from the palace. Please and the prince enter the palace immediately." Luya looked at the blood on her back and said anxiously: "But, can you walk around now?"

"What happened in the palace?" Yuan Qingling slept for a while and did not feel better. Instead, he became more drowsy. The wound was not treated in time, and the acupuncture and medicine could not curb the injury and began to get inflamed and fever.

Luya lowered her voice and said, "I heard that the Supreme Emperor is coming soon."

Yuan Qingling searched the original owner's information in his mind, Supreme Emperor?

The current emperor is Emperor Yuan of Ming Dynasty. He ascended the throne five years ago. At that time, the Supreme Emperor suffered from heart disease and evil wind. The imperial doctor said that he could not survive the autumn of that year. When he was still conscious, he made the prince ascend the throne as emperor. However, he did not know that after the prince ascended the throne, the Supreme Emperor gradually improved and was only bedridden, which was inconvenient.

Last winter, the Emperor's condition worsened again.

It's almost time to survive until now.

Yuan Qingling didn't understand the rules of the palace, but even in a civilian family, his grandfather passed away and his grandson and daughter-in-law had to go to the bed to see him off.

She slowly supported herself up, the wound had not been treated, and the blood and clothes were stuck together. With this movement, she almost burst into tears.

Last night I went to heal Brother Huo. The wound was pulled and blood kept oozing out. The wound was even worse than before.

She couldn't hold on with her hands and fell back to the bed.

Seeing this, Luya said, "I'll go back to the prince, you really can't move."

Yuan Qingling moved and became even more drowsy. He lay on the bed. When he heard Luya running out quickly, she thought vaguely, "She is like this, the King of Chu won't ask her to enter the palace with all her wounds?"

She barely supported herself, took a fever-reducing medicine and took it. The moment she closed the medicine box, she saw a bottle of atropine tablet lying inside.

Her medicine box does not have atropine.

After taking a look, there was dopamine injection underneath, and a small venous injection fixator she designed herself.

Impossible.

There are dopamine and atropine in the laboratory, which are medicines for first aid. She has spared some in the laboratory, but it is not possible to put the fixator in the medicine box from the intravenous pushing injection.

Moreover, when I found the medicine box, I checked the medicines inside, and there was indeed no such thing.
Chapter completed!