Poisonous Peasant 'Concubine'

"Woooooooo..."

"Whoa whoa whoa."

A lot of people gathered on the snow outside the yard, and the shouts and whimpers of the children kept coming from inside. Ling Jingxuan, who ran out of the yard, felt his heart tighten, and forced to push away those who stood in front of him, and forced his way into the crowd. When a piece of blood red fell into his sight, Ling Jingxuan felt unstable, no, no, it couldn't be his little buns, absolutely not.

On the snow, a small body lay convulsively on the ground, the snow under him was already stained red with blood, since the child's clothes and hair were loose, he couldn't see his face clearly, Ling Jingxuan was too flustered, Didn't notice that the child was not wearing their buns until? ?

"Daddy!"

The cries of the little buns suddenly sounded, and then, several crying children hugged his legs and waist, Ling Jingxuan calmed down, squatted down and hugged the little buns into his arms, Only at this moment did he realize how important the little buns were to him, and the hands holding them trembled uncontrollably.

"Daddy?? Daddy?? Can you save Xiaoqing? Daddy??"

Pushing him away a little, Big Baozi pointed at the child convulsing in pain on the snow and cried loudly, and Little Baozi also cried loudly: "Daddy?? Xiaoqing is in pain, can you help him?"

"Godfather?"

"Uncle Ling——

It was the first time for the four buns to cry so disregarding their image. Although Yan Xiaoming didn't cry, his eyes were a little red. Ling Jingxuan's eyes were full of storms, and his heart ached so badly. There was a bloody gash directly across his stomach, and the intestines fell out. The two servants next to him were so frightened that they collapsed on the ground, and the rest of the servants were their little masters who hugged themselves and cried. Dan Feng couldn't help but look up. Go, the straight tree stump is about two meters above the ground, and the front end of the thick branch is bright red. It is obvious that the child fell from a height and was scratched by the thick and sharp front end. Is it pure accident or man-made?How could such a thick branch suddenly break?Moreover, Yiyi pierced the child's stomach nicely, and his intuition told him that this matter might not be simple.

"How come back to Xiaoqing? Xiaoqing?"

The crowd suddenly moved out of the way, Zeng Hou and his wife and the old emperor rushed over with everyone. The moment he saw the child, the old but strong old emperor flickered and rushed over without thinking. , Ling Jingxuan only felt his hands tighten, and the big bun unconsciously pulled him tighter, but his eyes were on the child, and his eyes couldn't help but darken even more.

"Don't touch him."

Before the old emperor picked up the child, Ling Jingxuan let out a roar, ignoring the old emperor's displeasure for a moment and said sharply: "If you want him to die, just touch him."

After finishing speaking, regardless of what other people think, Ling Jingxuan touched the children's heads respectively, gave them a comforting look, stood up and said to Yan Shengrui: "Take care of the children."

"Well, save if you can."

Yan Shengrui nodded, his meaning was already very clear, don't force yourself if you can't save it, otherwise there may be someone inside and outside in the end "Hmm"

Taking off the fur cloak on his body, when Ling Jingxuan turned around, Yan Xiaoming grabbed the hem of his clothes, knowing that he had something to say, but Ling Jingxuan didn't give him a chance to speak: "It's important to save people."

The most important thing for them now is to determine whether the child is safe or not, and they can talk about the rest later. After understanding what he meant, Yan Xiaoming let go of his clothes, and after Ling Jingxuan left, he raised his head and said to Yan Chengrui: "Jiuhuang Uncle, this matter is not simple, can I ask the uncle to seal Weiyuanhou's mansion?"

Although he is the Seventh Prince, he is a child after all. In this case, I am afraid that the Uncle Huang, who has always been used to giving orders, will not pay attention to him. The words of the Ninth Emperor Uncle are different.

"Do as you say, Xiaoqi, show courage. Uncle Huang is not as scary as you imagined. You have to learn to give orders."

Yan Shengrui's face was watery, he hugged the children with both hands and tried to comfort them, his eyes followed Ling Jingxuan all the way, Long Zhang and others who were holding Xiaotuanzi also followed them in an orderly manner, Ling Yun and Song Shuiling were also comforting and a little scared Bad little bookboys, at some point, Yan Yiyan Shan Yansi had come out from the dark, and was silently guarding their surroundings at this moment.

"Yes"

Yan Xiaoming clasped his hands together, and led the Ninth and Tenth Princes towards Zeng Hou and the others. On the other side, Ling Jingxuan knelt down and grabbed the child's hand to test his pulse and heartbeat. After checking other conditions such as whether the bones were broken, he attached In his ear, he said softly: "Don't be afraid, I am Xiaowen's father. According to seniority, you should call me Aunt Jiuhuang. Aunt Jiuhuang is very good at medicine. Don't worry, I will save you. Now Can you tell me, can you hear my voice clearly?"

The scene was too noisy, no one could hear what Ling Jingxuan was saying clearly, the child had lost a lot of blood and was already numb from the pain, but he could vaguely hear his voice, he opened his mouth trying to make a sound, but because of the noise around him But he couldn't hear clearly, Ling Jingxuan's dark eyes swept fiercely at the onlookers.

"Just be quiet for me!"

As soon as the roar came out, not only the chattering adults, but even the crying children stopped, Ling Jingxuan glanced coldly, and said in a calm voice: "Whoever wants to make any more noise, I will cut off his head!" Tongue!"

After finishing speaking, regardless of whether they would listen or not, Ling Jingxuan took out the silver needle that he carried with him, tore off the child's clothes and stuck a few needles in his body to temporarily stop the bleeding and pain. Watching his every movement, in their consciousness, Ling Jingxuan was wasting effort, his intestines fell out, how could he survive?No one noticed the pleasure and viciousness that flashed in the eyes of Ling Qiang who was standing in the front. Everyone knew that the old emperor loved Xiao Qing the most. Don't think about it too much, especially the seventh prince Yan Xiaoming who is the oldest among them and who is responsible for leading them.

After finishing the simple treatment, Ling Jingxuan did not move him hastily. The low temperature in the snow can slow down the flow of blood, and moving him rashly will only make him die faster. With a little blood stained, he gently touched his Head: "Good boy, Aunt Nine Emperors has already relieved your pain, isn't it much better?"

"Um"

This time, although the sound was as small as a mosquito, at least he could hear the single sound he made clearly, and the old emperor next to him didn't care about his identity, and lay on the ground and looked at him with tears in his eyes: "Qing'er , how are you? Is it very painful? You must be safe, my Qing'er??"

"Zeng? Grandfather??"

Seeing grandpa crying in the blur, Yan Xiaoqing uttered a single sound with difficulty, tried to raise his hand, but was stopped by Ling Jingxuan, ignoring the old emperor's anger and the child's thoughts, Ling Jingxuan raised his head to the old emperor with a smile Tears in the eyes: "The old emperor calm down, I know you are sad, but now we have to save the child first, please calm down and listen to me."

The time for silver needles to stop bleeding is limited, and they don't have much time to spend on hurting spring and autumn, and the next step of rescue must be carried out as soon as possible.

"Can you really save him?"

It would be a lie to say that there is no doubt at all. After all, in their knowledge, a ruptured stomach is equivalent to death. Now that the child's intestines have fallen out, there is still a possibility of survival?However, because of his love for children, he subconsciously wants to hold on to his only hope.

"Not necessarily one" you. "

"Don't be impatient, old emperor, listen to me."

Ling Jingxuan had just uttered a few words before being interrupted by the old emperor, but Ling Jingxuan took back the right to speak in a gentle yet forceful manner, making sure that although he was dissatisfied, he would not interrupt him at will before continuing Said: "I have checked the child. Apart from the injury on the stomach, he also has an obvious fracture in the right leg and calf. There is nothing wrong with the rest, and there is no brain injury. This is good news. The bad news is that the child is currently losing blood. Too much, I have to do two things. The first is to give him a blood transfusion. The child’s parents, brothers, or uncle must be found in the shortest possible time. The chances are relatively high, and the next thing is, I have to help him clean the internal organs, check whether the internal organs are damaged, and finally sew up the wound. In principle, there is no danger in this matter, but as long as it is an operation, there are certain risks, and no one can 100 I guarantee that if you agree to the operation, I will be able to save him, I hope you can be mentally prepared, it's up to you whether you want to do this operation or not."

The old emperor is the patriarch of the royal family, and he can't even offend the empress dowager, and the princes of his family are the same. It's not that they are not as strong as him. Just a single word of filial piety is enough to crush people. In the end, good intentions will be regarded as the liver and lungs of donkeys. You must make it clear first, he doesn't want to be accused of murdering the heirs of the royal family, and he doesn't want the old emperor to hate him.

"How sure are you?"

After being silent for a while, the old emperor swept away his previous gaffe, and looked at him with his eyes like sharp knives. His precious grandson is already like this, and he doesn't care about seeing blood or seeing blood. As long as he can be saved, no matter what are willing to try.

"If his internal organs are not damaged, and he can find a matching blood type in time, in principle, there should be [-]% certainty. The rest is up to God."

In fact, this can only be regarded as a minor operation, simpler than a caesarean section, but because these ancients are too superstitious, and the child's identity is too special, he has to treat it with caution.

"Okay, you can rest assured to do that kind of operation, I'm not old-fashioned, even?? Even if you can't save the child in the end, I won't blame you, Qing'er will entrust you."

After staring deeply at him for a long while, the old emperor made a decisive decision, and then he knelt down and whispered in the child's ear: "Don't worry, Qing'er, great-grandfather will save you, Aunt Nine Emperor's medical skills are very good, you Do you also need to cooperate obediently?"

God knows that he has the attitude of treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor, and he has no idea in his heart. However, since the old nine's princess is so confident, he has to show his firm side in front of the child.

"Um"

The child nodded weakly again, his eyes were too tired to open, but Ling Jingxuan leaned over and let him support him, he must not fall asleep. At the same time, he asked the big bun to take off the backpack and put it under his head, In case the brain is frozen by the snow, the body is temporarily unable to move, and the bleeding cannot be stopped by moving the silver needle.