Xia Liyuan was dressed in green clothes, with Shen Tong by his side. When the sword light pointed at him, all the so-called guardians fell to the ground one after another.
"I would like to advise Miss Jiang. Your Majesty has been very angry these past two days. If he gets angry... whether you, the queen of the Jiang family, can secure your position is another matter!"
Xia Liyuan smiled, showing his white teeth, but his smile was slightly cold.
"Is it possible that Miss Jiang doesn't want to know how the rumors about you are spreading in the public nowadays?"
Jiang Yushu took a deep breath and stared at Xia Liyuan with unpredictable changes in his eyes.
If Xia Liyuan and Wen Ranran really had something to do with each other, then Xia Lishuang did not deal with Xia Liyuan for such a long time, and she had obviously made a so-called concession.
Otherwise, Xia Liyuan, the so-called King Qingyun, might be dismissed immediately.
She stared at several people fiercely, and finally raised her hand. The nursing staff behind her immediately moved out of the way, and several people carefully supported Jiang Shu and hurried to the mansion.
The carriage was speeding on the road, and the woman's screams of pain mixed with the sound of the wind outside the window seemed particularly miserable.
Jiang Shu's face was filled with tears and sweat, and was full of pain.
She grabbed Wen Ranran's arm and whispered, "Ranran... Zimu Jie... is there an antidote?"
Wen Ranran took a deep breath and said, "It will happen!"
"I……"
Shen Tong, who was the only one who followed Du Yizhen and learned some Qihuang techniques, took Jiang Shu's pulse and looked extremely ugly.
"It's too late... just send it to Tianhe Medical Center first!"
Wen Ranran's fingers trembled, "Okay!"
It was noon at the moment, and there were no patients in Tianhe Medical Center. Du Yizhen was busy reading medical books at the moment, and was suddenly startled by such a huge crowd.
Wen Ranran quickly sent the person to the second floor and looked at Du Yizhen with sweat on his face.
"Doctor Du! Look! A pregnant woman... a pregnant woman is about to give birth!"
Unwilling to be delayed, Du Yizhen hurriedly took Jiang Shu's pulse. He didn't say anything for a long time, but quickly sealed the opponent's pulse with a golden needle.
The handwriting on the paper was a bit messy, showing Du Yizhen's complicated mood at the moment.
"Princess! I can't do anything about this... child-mother calamity. Now, adults and children can only protect one... me..."
"Is there no other way?!" Wen Ranran stared at Du Yizhen, "Is there really no way?"
Du Yizhen pondered for a moment and focused his gaze on Wen Ranran.
"Indeed... that's true! After all... Princess Wen has been poisoned by twin flowers before... Now that these twin flowers have completed the fusion, then... the bloodline thinking, under the current situation that the poisoning is not deep, it is It can be introduced into another person's body..."
Wen Ranran immediately understood what Du Yizhen meant.
Although he and Jiang Shu are not biological sisters, their twin flowers make them connected by blood. If there is anyone else in the world who can save Jiang Shu's life, it is undoubtedly him.
It's just that the poison of Zimujie is... to me...
"This poison... how toxic can it be?"
Du Yizhen was stunned, and then wrote, "It's not because of the toxicity. The princess is now a psychic body, but it is not unreasonable for this Zimujie to be called the number one ghost poison in the world... …”
"If the mother-in-law is in her body, she and the child will die, but what about in my body?" Wen Ranran stared at Du Yizhen closely.
"No, but every time... every fifteenth day of the full moon, the pain will be unbearable. By then..."
"As long as you don't die!" Wen Ranran interrupted the other party directly.
"Princess! Although this poison is not fatal, it will have an immeasurable impact on the princess's body... The mother-in-law robs the mother-in-law! That is a calamity! You must think twice!"
Wen Ranran swallowed her saliva and whispered, "Act on expediency, it's too late... Just start right away!"
"Princess! You——"
Du Yizhen was so angry that he could hardly write clearly, but looking at Wen Ranran, he couldn't say anything else.