"I will definitely save you, think of a way for me, Wanrou, don't worry, he will be fine, he will be fine." Siyu's tears fell while comforting Wanrou, who was heartbroken at this time. In this way
Huangfu Jin was seriously injured and all his internal organs were damaged. How could he be saved?
Although their ancestral acupuncture technique is feasible, his injury this time was too serious, and acupuncture only treats the symptoms but not the root cause. If he wants to truly bring Huangfu Jin back from the gate of hell, he must find a panacea that can cure the root cause. To bring her back to life, she
How to find it?
A slight smile appeared on Huangfu Jin's pale and handsome face, and there was a hint of joy in his eyes. He looked at Wanrou excitedly and spoke with difficulty: "It's so good that before I die... you are all by my side. Wanrou
, there is no need to... force it. I, myself... know... my own situation. As long as, as long as I know that you really... truly love me, I will... be satisfied."
Mo Chubai and Xia Jianran were both silent, with tears stuck in their throats, their eyes red, and the tears swirling inside them, as if they would fall accidentally. Hua Yan even covered her mouth to prevent herself from crying, and Fu was waiting at the side.
Father-in-law, his face is still pale, but he is also crying.
"I am not a person without feelings. When I see you risking your life for me again and again, of course I will fall for you." Wanrou closed her eyes, with a few lines of tears oozing out of her eyes, and said with a choked voice: "The journey back just now
, I'm so scared, I'm really scared. I'm so afraid that you won't wake up like that, I'm so afraid that you will leave me alone in this dark palace from now on."
Huangfu Jin coughed heavily and vomited blood again. His face became paler and paler, as if it would become transparent and disappear in the next second. His eyes became more and more distracted, and his voice became weaker and weaker: "I
Finally... walked in, walked into your heart. But, but I... am so tired, so tired. I, I have no strength... I am so sleepy, I really want to sleep, I want to take a nap."
"No, Huangfu Jin, you can't! You can't sleep, I won't allow you to sleep! Just hold on for a little while longer! Siyu is already thinking of a way, please, don't sleep." Wanrou just said
I felt my heart beating very fast. I looked at Huangfu Jin who slowly closed his eyes, and kept slapping his face while crying uncontrollably.
"You said that you would see this beautiful country with me; you said that you would give me the love that all women in the world would envy; you said that you would hold my son's hand and grow old together with me. Now that we are not old, you won't
You can let go, but you can't keep your words. You can't sleep, I won't let you sleep, no!" Wanrou's tears kept falling, and she even asked Huangfu Jin with a hint of savagery. He wanted to reach out and wipe them away for her.
There were tears in the corners of my eyes, but I found that I was so powerless at this time.
Wanrou looked anxiously at Qiu Siyu, who was weeping silently and looking through ancient medical books. She choked and said: "Hurry, save him, hurry! There is no way you can't do it. You are a miracle doctor, you must
He can be saved. Don't miracle doctors know the medical skills of bringing the dead back to life, or some kind of soul-reviving skills? You will definitely know it, why don't you save him, why?"
"Wanrou, please calm down. Siyu is also confused. Huangfu Jin is like his biological brother. She can't help but save her. You should calm down and don't get excited." Mo Chubai couldn't help but stepped forward.
He held her arm, trying to force her to calm down.
Wanrou turned around and saw that Mo Chubai's eyes were red. Even Xia Jianran, who was usually the coldest, was in tears. At this moment, she was sitting slumped on the ground, looking at them with disbelief. She didn't believe Huangfu Jin.
Really want to die, even for yourself.
Standing up, Wanrou straightened Huangfu Jin's messy black hair, kissed the corners of his blood-stained lips, and said softly: "It doesn't matter, even if they can't save you, it doesn't matter. Once you go, I will
I will accompany you and haunt you in heaven and hell."
Just when everyone thought they were about to despair, Qiu Siyu suppressed her tears and rushed out of the hall, still muttering: "Yes, soul-reviving pill, why didn't I think of it?"
"Stop, tell me where it is, and I'll get it!" Xia Jianran grabbed Qiu Siyu, who was about to run out, and asked hurriedly.
"At the very back of the wardrobe, in a black gold-embroidered brocade box, is the only silver-white pill." Qiu Siyu turned around and held Xia Jianran's hand, telling the location of the Soul-Reviving Pill in series.
"Look, Wanrou, Huangfu Jin is saved. Don't worry, it's okay. You have to hold on, you know?" Mo Chubai took the handkerchief and gently wiped away the blood on Huangfu Jin's face and neck.
, said with peace of mind.
Qiu Siyu hurried to the table, opened her silver needle belt, walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, and took Huangfu Jin's pulse again. She frowned slightly, took out another row of silver needles, and divided them.
He took a few silver needles to seal Huangfu Jin's blood and penetrated his Baihui point, Tianling point, Renzhong point and other major acupoints.
Huangfu Jin's body suddenly twitched, and he spat out a mouthful of slightly black blood. Wanrou hurriedly covered her mouth, tears kept pouring out of her eyes. She looked at the injured and weak man on the bed with anxiety, the once vigorous and vigorous man.
, the young and frivolous man no longer exists, even his high-spirited spirit and heroic posture are gone.
"Your Majesty..." Watching him spit out blood, Wanrou's face turned pale with fright, her body was trembling, and her voice was trembling. Eunuch Fu, who was watching from the side, even fell into a coma with fright.
In the past, Hua Yan helped him sit aside.
Seeing that his eyes suddenly closed and he stopped vomiting blood, Wanrou grabbed Qiu Siyu's clothes and asked nervously: "He, is he dead? He... No, no,
Please save him quickly, please save him quickly."
I saw a little cold sweat on Wanrou's smooth forehead due to excessive tension, and a mist filled her pupils, and even her floating breath seemed to have stagnated.
"Wanrou..." A weak and feeble cry slowly overflowed from Huangfu Jin's lips, and his closed eyes opened slightly. There was still black blood on his lips, and those eyes were only staring at Wanrou.
Her eyes were full of reluctance and nostalgia.
A trace of joy flashed across Wanrou's sad face, and she lost her voice with excitement. She covered her mouth even more tightly, her body trembled uncontrollably, and her tears fell again: "You didn't...I, I thought, I thought you..."
"Think? Do you think I'm dead?" Huangfu Jin's lips curved into a feeble smile, and he murmured: "With you and you by my side, how can I be willing to die? I still want to, and
You, I want to see the beautiful rivers and mountains with you, and I want to give you the envy of all women in the world. I love you, and I want to hold your hand until I grow old."