When Cang Shu's low and cold voice sounded from behind her, she just looked back at him, as if she was not surprised at all by his appearance.
Then she quickly lowered her gaze to the secret letter in her hand. The way she lowered her eyes in thought made the eyes of the person who hurriedly came to deliver the letter to her look even deeper.
"It seems that he was really stimulated this time. Come to think of it, he is also a human being. How could he be fine under so much stimulation?"
"Once the four great garrison generals died, the pressure from the border countries would be enough to overwhelm him! How could those four great generals be promoted so easily? How difficult is it for the court to train a person? If four of them died at once, wouldn't he be so desperate that he would want to bang his head against the wall?"
Shangguan Qingxi threw the brush in her hand, crossed her arms, and looked at him with a half-smile: "You said so much, what's the point?"
Cang Shu stroked his chin: "It is very necessary to take this opportunity to infiltrate the enemy!"
"Do I need to tell you that?"
Shangguan Qingxi seemed to have already made up her mind. She was not very satisfied with his answer. So she gave up hope and continued to write the letter with her head down.
Before Shangguan Qingxi finished writing, Cang Shu suddenly said, "Xi'er, don't you understand what I mean? I think you can take this opportunity to enter the palace!"
Qingxi paused and looked at him with a complicated expression: "Me? Enter the palace? Do you know what you are talking about? If I enter the palace, I will strangle this man to death at the first opportunity!"
"No, he can't die. Even if he has to die, it's not now. That would be too easy for him. What's the point of such an easy revenge? What we want is a death that makes him want to die in agony. What do you think?"
Cang Shu did not forget the purpose of coming today: "Have you considered what I just said? Entering the palace at this time is too perfect!"
Qingxi took a deep breath and looked up at him: "What do you want me to do in the palace? To be a female doctor? Or to be her concubine? Hmm?"
"How could she be a concubine? She's just a doctor. You can take this opportunity to make a name for yourself!"
When Cangzhu heard that she was going to be a concubine, she became anxious.
"Let me see him in person? Tsk, is he qualified to do that?"
Qingxi's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness, and Cang Shu was very uncomfortable with her.
"It seems that you hate him to the core!"
Qingxi glanced at him coldly, with a bottomless chill in her eyes.
"You expect me to greet you with a smile, even though I have such a deep hatred for you? I don't even want to look at him now. Compared to Qiu Zhen, this man who only knows how to take advantage of women is the most disgusting!"
"So... have you thought of a way to deal with it?"
Qingxi said with a hint of sarcasm: "Of course, don't forget where I came from in this life. It's really not difficult to find a beautiful and gentle doctor. How can I save him without paying a price? Beauty is poisonous. It depends on whether he dares to swallow it, hehe..."
At the same time, in the Phoenix Palace, Wei Jie and Ling Yuan also received the news that Wei Yuchen was seriously ill.
Ling Yuan frowned: "Why is the emperor vomiting blood more and more frequently?"
Wei Jie snorted coldly, "With such a narrow mind, and the reasons for his irritation becoming more and more serious, how can he not be depressed? He has left us alone for nearly two months, and I'm afraid he can't escape this time."
"You mean to say that the emperor might let me into the palace to treat him this time?"
Wei Jie nodded slightly, "If he can't hold on any longer, he will come to us. Without his order, we will just pretend we don't know."
Ling Yuan looked at him with some concern, "Isn't this inappropriate? Now that I have made a name for myself, even if he doesn't like it, my medical skills are there. He is so ill now. If we don't treat him, won't you be criticized by others?"
Wei Jie laughed nonchalantly, "So what? Why should I serve him like this when he needs me, but not even glance at him when he doesn't? There is no such a beautiful thing in the world. It's not up to others to judge what I do."
Having said that, they are still subjects after all. If they were to be caught by someone, it would cause a lot of trouble in the future.
But seeing Wei Jie like this, he had to swallow the words that were on the tip of his tongue.
Now he is her heaven, and whatever he says is naturally what it is. Especially in the matter of Wei Yuchen, he has absolute control.
She did whatever he said.
"But...will he come to me for help?"
Ling Yuan knew that if they didn't go this time, they would definitely be remembered by this narrow-minded emperor.
It would be best if someone could cure his illness. If no one could cure him and Wei Jie was still being arrogant, the grudges between the two sides would only get deeper and deeper in the future...
"Just put your mind at ease and treat Yin'er well. Don't think about anything else."
Hearing him say that, Ling Yuan was even more embarrassed to speak and could only nod to show that she understood.
When she left, she suddenly thought of Su Guang who had left Feng Wang Mansion, "That Su Guang..."
Wei Jie raised his eyebrows, "Why? Are you still thinking about him?"
Ling Yuan couldn't help but curl her lips. "Is a fellow like that worth my concern? I really don't know what kind of vision you have. You actually dare to care about such a person. I guess your secret agent in Yan State might be implicated by this fellow."
Unexpectedly, Ling Yuan's unconscious words seemed to remind someone, and his face darkened in an instant. Such an expression made Ling Yuan raise his eyebrows in surprise.
"No way, is there really something wrong with this person?"
Ten days later, no one expected that the unconscious Emperor of Siyou would be brought back to life by a beautiful but cold woman.
What is even more unexpected is that the emperor kept her in the harem. Although he had not yet favored her, his purpose was already obvious.
In addition, news also spread that Wei Li and several successful young men from noble families were assigned to various border garrisons.
At this point, the panic-stricken court gradually returned to normal as Wei Yuchen regained consciousness.
It is worth mentioning that in this chaotic moment, King Feng Wei Jie never showed up from beginning to end.
To be precise, ever since the Phoenix King got married, he has rarely appeared in the court.
What is even more puzzling is that the emperor did not even mention such a heinous act, as if Wei Jie no longer existed in the court.
I wonder what the person sitting on the dragon throne would feel when he saw the empty seat belonging to Wei Jie during court sessions every day?
Although they are both brothers, compared to Prince Rong, whom the emperor trusts very much, Prince Feng seems to have always been the object of the emperor's caution.
If the emperor still had some concerns before the wedding, then after the wedding, his attitude towards King Feng became clearer.
In addition, the series of assassinations that occurred in the capital after the wedding made Wei Yuchen's vigilance reach its peak.
At this time, if Wei Jie showed up, he would definitely become the focus of Wei Yuchen's fire.
Instead of this, he might as well take the opportunity to give himself a long vacation. However, no one expected that he would take this break and ignore the world for two months.
During the past two months, although Wei Yuchen didn't say anything, every time he went to court, he would intentionally or unintentionally glance at the place where Wei Jie used to stand, and that glance contained too many emotions.
This time Wei Yuchen was seriously ill, and Princess Feng was an expert in medicine. Just when everyone thought that Prince Feng might take this opportunity to come out of retirement, no one expected that the gate of Prince Feng's mansion would remain closed to visitors from beginning to end.
This approach is indeed unexpected.
But at the same time, it also told everyone that the Phoenix King was probably holding a grudge against the Emperor this time.
Look, he is so sick, but no one has even shown up, let alone asking Princess Feng to come out and treat him.
He had embarrassed Princess Feng so much before, so how could anyone take him seriously now?
Although he was the emperor and could take Wei Jie's life at any time, he could do nothing under the shadow of the word "Du".
One refused to offer help, and the other refused to speak. At this critical moment, a girl in white appeared and resolved the crisis.
Who is she?
***
After a month of recuperation, Yin'er's physical condition has improved many times compared to her previous near-death state.
Although the blood that was forced out was still poisonous, it had obviously turned into medium-light black compared to the previous medium-black. After repeated examinations, his body now met the conditions for a blood transfusion.
For safety reasons, Ling Yuan extracted Du Yin's blood and performed a blood type comparison. The final result was type B blood, and the legendary rare RH blood type did not appear, which made Ling Yuan breathe a sigh of relief.
In other words, as long as she could find enough type B and type O blood, she would be able to give him a blood transfusion without any worries.
Although this is not the modern world, and the risks of blood type testing and major surgery have been greatly increased, for Ling Yuan, who has been studying medicine for many years, these are not too difficult.
When she left the City That Never Sleeps, she had already extorted a lot of modern Chinese and Western medicines and medical equipment, glucose, anti-inflammatory drugs, nutrient solution, and even anesthetic powder and other drugs necessary for the operation from Gongzi Yan, so this operation was not too difficult to handle.
In addition, she also has the Xuanbing Divine Needle Space. If there is an accident during the operation, she still has this last trump card.
Everything is ready, all we need is enough blood to support this east wind.
Ling Yuan did it right away. He took out enough blood bags and tested the people Wei Jie had assigned to him one by one.
If she comes across suitable blood, she will register and will have her blood drawn once the specific blood analysis is completed.
The total blood volume of an adult is about 4000-5000 ml.
A healthy adult donates 200-400 ml of blood at a time, which only accounts for 5% of the total blood volume in the body.
Generally, blood transfusion is not recommended for people with blood loss below 600 ml. This shows that donating 200 ml of blood will not affect your health.
After donating blood, the body will automatically adjust so that blood flow will quickly return to normal, and at the same time it will stimulate the body's hematopoietic function.
Therefore, donating blood is a good thing with no harm.
Of course, Ling Yuan had already popularized this basic knowledge before the examination so that everyone could relax.
Although the concept of hierarchy was very strong in ancient times, and there were orders that if the king wanted his subjects to die, they had to die, these people probably had already put life and death aside.
But for Yu Lingyuan, no matter what your superiors instruct her, she still has to say these words. After all, there is no one who does not cherish his or her own life.
Of course, blood collection takes place in a relatively secret room. Before entering the room, they will be blindfolded so that they cannot see what Ling Yuan is doing. This not only reduces their own pressure, but also provides the safest protection for Ling Yuan to collect blood.
The things she took from Gongzi Yan were too novel for the ancients, and doing so would only cause unnecessary trouble.
For this first operation, she didn't plan to replace all of his blood.
Because its own resistance cannot meet such requirements, it would be too dangerous to perform a whole-body blood transfusion.
She couldn't take this risk until his body had developed a certain level of resistance.
As for the medicinal materials needed after the operation, it will not be too late to arrange them after the blood transfusion is successful.
In late May, with the efforts of everyone, Du Yin, who was already in a coma, was placed by Ling Yuan in a newly built operating room.
The house was very bright. The roof was made of colored glaze and the surrounding walls were all white. There was an operating bed in the room that could accommodate one and a half people, and all kinds of bottles and jars were piled inside.
Ling Yuan didn't have time to explain everything here, nor was she too lazy to explain. She just told them to put Du Yin on the operating table and then drove all the outsiders out.
The fresh blood collected earlier was taken out from the Xuanbing space and hung on the IV rack. At the same time, the wrist of Du Yin's other arm was also cut open by Ling Yuan with a newly made scalpel and lowered vertically. The light black blood flowed into the bucket that had been prepared.
Ling Yuan was not in a hurry to give him a blood transfusion. She directly removed all the clothes on Du Yin's body, took out the silver needles according to the steps Ling Yuan had studied earlier, and began acupuncture treatment. The purpose was to dredge the aging and atrophied organs and acupoints in his body.
Because he had been lying in bed for so many years, Du Yin's condition was even worse than that of a two-year-old child. He could not run, and even to walk, he needed two people to support him at the same time. But even so, he could not walk more than five minutes, which was extremely difficult.
Hei Lao was a master of martial arts, so Ling Yuan placed him in the operating room. While Ling Yuan was doing acupuncture, Hei Lao was responsible for observing Du Yin.
The blood transfusion tube was released only after the amount of blood flowing out of him reached the critical line of 1000 ml.
Time passed minute by minute. In the quiet operating room, apart from the nervous and sweaty Mr. Hei, there was also a strong smell of blood.
Although Ling Yuan didn't need to give Du Yin a blood transfusion, the mental energy she had to exert due to acupuncture was not at all relaxing.
Ling Yuan prepared thirty 200 milliliters of fresh plasma for Du Yin. Although it was added here and transfused there, the color of the blood that flowed out was black from beginning to end.
Without bothering to check the blood, Ling Yuan sealed several major acupoints on his body, then slowly placed his palms on his shaved head, preparing to treat him bit by bit from top to bottom.
The silver needle was very long, at least ten centimeters. It took half a day but only the tip of the needle was pierced. Due to Du Yin's atrophy, these acupuncture points were very difficult to find, making her so nervous that she broke out in a cold sweat.
After trying for a long time, she just found all the acupuncture points, and what she had to do next was to insert all the silver needles into his body.
The so-called consumption of internal energy is due to this. Fortunately, there is Old Hei and Lin Feng is also outside on standby at any time.
Even if she doesn't have enough internal energy at that time, she will have these two people to help her.
An hour later, she had used her internal force to suppress all the silver needles into Du Yin's body. Hei Lao played an absolute role in this process.
An hour was neither long nor short. The two had exhausted all their internal energy and were in an extremely weak state.
It has only been more than 20 days since Su Guang's last treatment. She thought she had almost recovered, but she still underestimated herself. Halfway through the operation, she felt dizzy. If it weren't for Hei Lao, how terrible would the consequences be?
But the two of them only took a short rest before they began to pinch the silver needles, pulling them out and inserting them again to dredge the meridians.
During this process, the medicinal powder she had prepared in advance was also delivered to each acupuncture point.
This process looks complicated, but it is actually much simpler than the first time the silver needles were inserted into the acupuncture points. Therefore, after about half an hour, all the silver needles were removed.
Without exception, there was a dark black residue on the silver needles, which showed that there was still some residual poison in Du Yin's body.
Everyone is well aware of this situation. If we want to get completely well, we need to wait and see how Du Yin recovers.
After the silver needle was pulled out, Ling Yuan hung a glucose infusion bottle on Du Yin, with nutrient solution and anti-inflammatory solution next to it. After instructing Ruo Ling and the others on how to operate, she could no longer hold on and passed out.
When she woke up again, it was already dark, and she had returned to her room from the operating room. Thinking of Du Yin on the operating table, she sat up suddenly, but because she exerted too much force and felt extremely dizzy, she had to lie down again.
"Princess, are you awake?"
Hearing the sound, Ruo Ling ran in. Seeing Ling Yuan, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief: "That's great, Princess, you finally woke up. How are you? Are you feeling unwell? Are you hungry?"
The concern on his face was so genuine that Ling Yuan was a little uncomfortable with the change.
Ling Yuan took the water she handed over and drank three cups in a row without hesitation, before the bitterness in his mouth was relieved.
Then, he leaned against the pillow and asked weakly, "How is Du Yin?"
"Please rest assured, Princess. The young master is fine and has woken up. He doesn't feel any discomfort. The three bottles of fluid have been infused. According to your arrangement, he was not fed anything, just water. Hei Lao also took a short rest and woke up an hour before you. After seeing the young master, Hei Lao breathed a sigh of relief and said it was a miracle."
Ling Yuan heaved a sigh of relief when he heard this. "That's good. Since nothing happened, I'll rest for a while. Come back to me if there's any problem. Remember, give him an anti-inflammatory drug in two hours. Do you know how to use it?"
"I know, I know. You have already told us before, and we remember it. But Princess, don't you want to eat something before you rest?"
Ling Yuan shook her head slightly: "No, I'm too sleepy and have no appetite."
As she spoke, she closed her eyes and lay down weakly. Seeing her appearance, Ruo Ling did not dare to disturb her anymore and walked out.
That night, Hei Lao and Ling Yuan seemed to be extremely tired and slept soundly. Du Yin, also due to the surgery, was in poor spirits and slept soundly.
After a good night's sleep, Ling Yuan finally woke up early the next morning when the birds were chirping on the branches. After a brief moment of daze, she supported her swollen head and slowly got out of bed. Although her body was a little stiff after sleeping for a whole night, it must be said that her strength had been fully restored.
Soon, Ruo Ling brought the toiletries. While Ling Yuan was busy, Ruo Ling reported the situation of Du Yin and Hei Lao one by one.
After hearing this, Ling Yuan raised her eyebrows in surprise, "It seems that this operation is better than we thought, especially Du Yin, who did not show any rejection. Ling'er, this time, we succeeded, the first step was successful!"