"No, it's just a laboratory. Why is the old man making it so secretive? If you don't know, you'd think there's something inside."
Ruan Jingye held his forehead, not understanding what his father was doing.
Fang Jin smiled and said, "This lab isn't used often. The old man does his own research and development and doesn't like to be disturbed. Also, some drugs are still under development and are not easy to leak, so it's very important to ensure privacy."
"Okay." Ruan Jingye didn't quite understand and nodded.
"Then I'll go out first. You can call me anytime if you need anything. Everything inside can be used." Fang Jin reminded.
When Ruanruan saw that the door of her grandfather's office was closed, she immediately found the small storage room on the side of the laboratory.
She pushed open the door and asked Ruan Jingye to take what he needed from the shelf.
Ruan Jingye followed Ruanruan's instructions and found twenty sets of surgical instruments, a large bag of gauze, a box of alcohol, a large bag of cotton balls, and a large bag of gauze.
He looked at the things piled on the ground and thought deeply, "These are too few. There must be a lot of people injured in the battle over there."
I might as well empty out the warehouse in my small laboratory, otherwise these few things won’t be enough!
"Uncle, let's get a big box to pack it up." Ruanruan said.
"Well, I'll come this way. If you see any other medicine you need, go get it." Uncle Ruan glanced at the shelf in front of him and spoke.
He pulled a small box from the shelf and handed it to Ruanruan, "Go get the medicine, get some more."
"Oh, okay." Ruanruan carried the small box and entered the laboratory. She found the blood typing reagent from the cabinet and also found a large box of anti-inflammatory drugs. She took half of the box, thirteen anesthetics, several large boxes of painkillers, and several boxes of antibiotics.
Her small suitcase was almost full, so she asked for help: "Uncle, Ruanruan can't fit in it. Please find a big box for her."
"Here I come." Ruan Jingye came directly from outside, carrying an extra-large cardboard box.
"Oh, uncle, this box is so big, you can even lie down in it."
Ruanruan squinted her eyes and smiled, then touched her nose and said, "Will grandpa scold us for carrying so many things?"
Ruan Jingye put the box on the ground and patted the dust off his hands. "What are you afraid of? Didn't the old man say that he would train you to be the heir of our Ruan family? This medicine warehouse and laboratory will be yours in the future. What's the harm in taking some things now?"
Ruanruan felt that what her uncle said made sense and nodded in agreement, "Yeah, uncle is right."
"Okay, pack it quickly, and pack more. Just now, when I was taking the box, Fang Jin said that the medicines in the laboratory were all improved by the old man, and the efficacy is several times stronger than those outside."
Ruan Jingye patted her soft shoulders and said, "This is a medicine you can't buy anywhere else."
"Hmmmm!"
"Ruanruan understands." She worked hard to take a little of each type of medicine from the laboratory cabinet, until the medicine in the cabinet gradually became less and less with the naked eye.
The boxes on the ground became fuller and fuller.
Ruanruan was so tired that she was sweating profusely. She looked at her watch and saw that an hour had passed. She had to go and save Uncle Rong first.
She took out an anesthetic, a set of surgical instruments, a rapid blood type test kit, and several other medicines from the box.
As Ruanruan ran, she said to her uncle in the utility room, "Ruanruan will go and save them first. I'll be back soon, uncle!"
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On King Jin's side, Doctor Luo was about to suture Rong Qing's wound, but he found that his pulse was weak, his face was pale, and blood was constantly spitting out of his mouth.
Looking at his condition, Luo Li knew that Rong Qingren had reached his limit!
"Your Highness, Rong Qing is dying!"
"Rong Qing's injuries are too severe. The medicine from the little immortal can only last for a while. Once that time passes..."
Luo Li's face turned pale. "This wound can't be stitched up. Rong Qing can't hold on until the wound is stitched up, and can't withstand the pain."
"His internal organs were severely damaged, which led to the heavy bleeding. Even if a Daluo Jinxian came, there would be no way to save him."
King Jin lowered his eyes, his face darkening, his heart in his throat, "Wait for Ruanruan to come."
Luo Li was speechless. Even a small immortal would find it difficult to...
"I wonder when the little immortal will be able to come, given Rong Qing's situation..."
I don’t know if I can hold on until the little god comes.
"Go'er, go and bring the vase over." Prince Jin clenched his fists and said to Zhao Chengqian beside him.
Zhao Chengqian walked out and just brought the vase in.
Then he heard Luo Li say sadly, "Rong Qing, wake up, hold on!"
"Your Majesty, Rong Qing really can't hold on any longer."
Luo Li's voice was a little anxious. "I have already used silver needles to seal his blood vessels, but he is too badly injured. I am afraid he can't hold on any longer."
A group of wounded soldiers were guarding outside the house.
They heard the sound and cried loudly, "General, General, please hold on, we are all still waiting for you to wake up!"
"Yes, God bless us, our general is a very good man, please save our general!"
"God, as long as you can save our general, I will do anything!"
"General Rong is the backbone of us, the Night Army. Without him, we are all in ruins!"
…
Zhao Chengqian put the vase on the table and was about to walk in.
Luo Li cried again, "Oh no, Rong Qing, there's no pulse!"
He reached out his hand to check Rong Qing's breath and neck. His expression gradually darkened and his hand dropped.
"Your Highness, Rong Qing is gone."
Luo Li saluted King Jin with grief in his eyes.
Prince Jin took a step back, his face a little dazed. Rong Qing grew up with him and had been by his side since childhood.
He never thought that one day Rong Qing would leave so early.
When the soldiers outside heard the news, they burst into tears.
At this moment, the vase lit up and Ruanruan suddenly appeared in the room.
She listened to the noise around her, confused, and rubbed her head, feeling somewhat bewildered.
Ruanruan walked around the screen and saw the person lying on the bed, Luo Li and Zhao Chengqian standing beside them crying, and Prince Jin who was frozen there, not knowing how to react.
"What happened to him?"
A soft voice suddenly interrupted their grief.
"Little fairy, you are finally here!" Luo Li raised his head and glanced at Ruanruan, then wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his sleeves.
Luo Li choked up and said, "Rong Qing, he's dead..."
Ruanruan's expression changed. She stepped forward, stood on tiptoe, felt Rong Qing's pulse, and touched his hand, which was still warm.
"Uncle Luo, when did the person die?" Ruanruan asked.
"Just now." Luo Li said sadly.
Ruanruan took out a cardiotonic from her schoolbag and said, "Hurry up and find a pulse. There's still hope!"
"Really...really?" Luo Li immediately suppressed his sadness and hope rekindled in his heart.
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