Everyone in the room knelt down in unison, including Wu Ying and others. They lowered their heads or turned their eyes away, not daring to look into Mo's eyes.【】
The old doctor's tears mixed with cold sweat, dripping down the wrinkles on his cheeks. Unfortunately, he didn't dare to wipe them. His body was shaking like crumbling leaves in autumn. Not to mention answering, he even vomited.
It’s even more difficult to write out the words.
Qi Mo's tone became more and more indifferent, and he held Zhong Qingye's cold corpse-like hand tightly, casually. "Is this king asking you something? Why don't you answer?"
Hong Ying and the others were in great mourning. Even Zi Ying, who had always disliked Zhong Qingye, looked unbearable and lowered his head. Hong Ying's self-blame almost swallowed him whole.
He kept asking himself, why did he leave with Xu Ziqian first? Why didn't he stay longer? Why did he have to walk so fast? Why couldn't he stop this tragedy? Even if Zhong Qingye could be brought out of the water one minute earlier, she might have
It’s not like I won’t be able to keep my child!
Why?! Why!
The intense regret he had never felt before was like a poisonous snake that gnawed at his bones, tightly wrapping around his whole body. He knelt on the ground, and the hot air in the room made him sweat. It slipped onto his eyelids and fell down like tears.
The tip of his nose felt sore and uncomfortable. He stared at his clenched hands on the ground, his body trembling, as if he was going to cry in the next second.
The child of the prince and princess, the child they look forward to so much...
Just because of his negligence, he couldn't save it...
Red Eagle was so angry that she almost wanted to cut herself alive with a knife.
Zhong Haoyu's feelings at this moment were even worse than him. If he hadn't stretched out his hand for Zhong Qingye to hold him, if he hadn't led Zhong Qingye to the edge of the pool, if he hadn't been unable to stabilize his body,
If he hadn't been careful enough...
Then she wouldn't have fallen into the water, and none of this would have happened!
The tortuous emotions in the room were slowly covered with a layer of mournful gray accompanied by the maids and girls crying one after another.
The old doctor's body was shaking violently and he was lying on the ground sweating profusely. However, he did not dare to look at the prince's question and stammered: "Your Majesty, please forgive me! Your Majesty is aware of it! I have really tried my best in this humble position... But the Princess's body is cold.
It’s too heavy, so it’s not suitable for pregnancy. If you’re frightened, cold, and poisoned, the baby… really can’t be saved!”
The words stirred up a thousand waves, and several men who were kneeling on the ground raised their heads almost at the same time, looking at the old doctor who kept kowtowing in astonishment. Even Qi Mo turned his head, narrowed his eyes, and his eyes were as sharp as
Knife. "Poison?"
"What did you say? The princess is poisoned?!" Hong Ying asked loudly in disbelief.
The two doctors were stunned, and Dr. Liu said tremblingly: "According to the pulse, it is indeed a poisonous pulse... The momentum of the miscarriage has stopped, but for some reason it keeps recurring... Maybe it's because
This toxic relationship..."
"Impossible!" It was Chun'er who yelled. Her face was pale, but her eyes were as red and swollen as walnuts. She retorted loudly and tearfully: "The princess has a bad appetite today. She didn't eat anything except a little seasonal fruit. Those fruits
It was all tested for poison, and then Xia'er and I handled it ourselves. It didn't go through anyone's hands at all, how could it be poison?! Don't make excuses like a quack like you!"
Dr. Li hurriedly raised his head, his wrinkled face covered with wet sweat. "Your Majesty, you are aware of this! I don't dare to talk nonsense in search of excuses. The princess is indeed poisoned!"
"When did the poisonous veins appear? Is there a way to solve it?!" Qi Mo knew that now was not the time to investigate the responsibility, and was too lazy to find out whose fault it was, so he asked straightforwardly.
If the tire slip is due to poison, then as long as the poison is removed, can the child be saved?!
"Returning to the prince, since I was ordered to take care of the princess and the unborn child, I have not dared to be tired at all. I have been asking for Ping'an pulse every day. This poisonous vein has indeed only appeared today!" The old doctor said tremblingly. "As for detoxification...
...humble function!”
After saying that, a head knocked down heavily and hit the ground with a dull sound.
This sentence, like a sharp sword, shattered Qi Mo's hard-earned hopes in an instant. His whole body felt cold, and the hand he held with Zhong Qingye began to tremble uncontrollably.
"Your Majesty!" Hong Ying suddenly seemed to remember something, raised his head suddenly and said anxiously: "The princess seemed to have been bitten by something in the water when she fell into the water. Could it be that the thing was poisonous and caused the princess to be poisoned?
"
After he said this, Xu Ziqian immediately recalled it and said hurriedly: "Yes, the wound was biting on the princess's left wrist. I stabbed the thing with a sword to scare it away. The thing was black and thin.
, like a black water snake, it’s probably poisonous!”
Zhong Qingye's left hand was being held by Qi Mo. Because he was restless, he didn't care. When he lowered his head at this moment, he saw that Zhong Qingye's wrist was roughly wrapped with gauze. When he lifted the gauze, he saw
I saw that the originally dark round wound had shrunk a lot, and the skin on the edge had small ink dots, and a wisp of black and red blood slowly flowed down.
Qi Mo frowned sharply, and before anyone could react, he reached out under the pillow where Zhong Qingye was lying, took out a dagger, and quickly drew a cross wound on the wound on her wrist, causing the surrounding flesh to roll instantly.
, the dark blood, with a strange fishy smell, flowed down the arm, dyeing the snow-white clothes mottled.
Qi Mo threw away the dagger and directed blood toward the wound. For a moment, black blood flowed freely, almost continuously.
Everyone was trembling with fear. Zhong Qingye's body was already unhealthy. With such strong poison hidden in his body, no wonder the miscarriage could not be stopped.
Just when everyone was focusing on that wrist, Qiuer suddenly screamed, "Oh my god! Hurry up, Princess!!"
Everyone was so frightened that they hurriedly turned their heads. Suddenly, they felt that two and a half of the three souls had been lost. They saw that the edge of the silk quilt that covered Zhong Qingye and was stained by blood loss slowly appeared.
A bright red color appeared, flowing little by little along the folds of the mattress under her body.
Qi Mo gritted his teeth. He didn't care about Zhong Qingye's wrist, and stood up and lifted the quilt.
The timid Xia'er screamed and fell straight to the ground. She fainted from fright!