Chapter 52 Self-Doctor of the Injured

"Lord Liu, you think we have done everything we can, but why is the princess's injury getting worse and worse?"

"Yes, Lord Liu, if it goes on like this, in less than an hour, the princess will... die... At that time, our heads will not be preserved."

"Lord Liu, you are the head of the imperial hospital. Please figure it out quickly."

Known as Lord Liu is the first Liu Yao of the imperial hospital, but the 60-year-old man who had cured countless difficult and miscellaneous diseases was helpless in the face of Ling Yue's strange trauma.

Liu Yao swept his long white beard with one hand, and the other hand was behind him and walked back and forth in the tent. After walking back and forth 17 times, he finally turned his eyes to Liu Ye, who had been standing quietly by the bed: "Tell me again about the situation at that time. Why on earth did the princess get hurt?"

"I only heard a loud noise at that time, and then the princess was injured."

"A loud noise... a loud noise..." Liu Yao repeatedly read what Liu Ye had just said, but he still couldn't understand why he could hurt Ling Yue like that with just a loud noise. "What's wrong with the loud noise?"

"No."

"Think about it again, think about it carefully."

Liu Ye was stunned for a while, and suddenly said, "I remember, the princess said a word after the loud noise."

"What are you talking about?"

"The princess said, how can it be a wall?"

"Eh? What, say it again."

"The princess said, how could it be a wall?" The night repeated.

"You dog slave, why didn't you say such an important thing earlier? Come on, drag this slave out and beat him to death. Liu Yao's face is gloomy. Although he is over 60 years old, he is still vigorous and powerful when he speaks. The other two imperial doctors looked at Liu Ye. They knew that in case Ling Yue really died, someone must come out to bear all the sins, and Liu Ye was the sheep selected to bear all the sins.

As soon as Liu Yao's voice fell, the two soldiers rushed into the tent, one left and one right ready to escort Liu Ye out.

"Give me... stop, you... you, who, who dares to move the night, I want you all to be buried."

"Princess, you finally woke up. Come on, bring in the ginseng soup." Liu Yao immediately went to the bedside and took the pulse for Ling Yue.

"You, are you a doctor?" Ling Yue said angrily.

"Try to the princess, Weichen is the first willow medicine of the imperial hospital."

"Where's the night?"

"Princess, I'm here." Liu Ye broke free from the two soldiers holding him and went to the bedside, "Princess, what do you want me to do?"

"Liu Ye, I... I don't believe in others, so... so you go to find a knife, the sharper the better, and... and there are liquor and... oil lamps."

"I didn't know about knives, liquor, oil lamps."

Everyone only felt a flash in front of their eyes, and the flowing night had long disappeared. Only the shaking curtain proved that someone had just left.

"Princess, what do you want to do with those things? You are weak now. Weichen will first probe the acupuncture point for you, and then prescribe a prescription for invigorating qi and nourishing blood. I believe you will get better soon.

"Bow... Are you going to kill me?" Ling Yue stared at Liu Yao with a pale face.

"Weichen, Weichen is frightened."

"Wait... wait for Liu Ye to come back... I, I can't hold on. I can't hold on for a long time. You are not allowed to do anything until Liu Ye comes back."

"Princess...you..."

"This is the princess's order. Who dares to disobey me and drag me out and kill me?"

Seeing Ling Yue's resolute attitude, Liu Yao had no choice but to shake his head. And several other royal doctors could only walk back and forth anxiously in the account. No one knew what Ling Yue wanted to do, but what they knew was that if it dragged on like this, even the Daluo immortals could not save Ling Yue.

In a while, Liu Ye returned to the account with what Ling Yue needed, and Emperor Xia came with Liu Ye.

When Liu Ye left, he knew that if he wanted to find what Ling Yue needed as soon as possible, he could only find the most powerful person, Emperor Xia. Sure enough, as Liu Ye thought, he found the knife, liquor and oil lamp in less than a quarter of an hour.

"Princess, here's what you need." Liu Ye put things by Ling Yue's bed one by one. Although he didn't know what Ling Yue was going to do, he vaguely felt that those things were used to save her life.

"Night, you... listen to me..."

"Yes, princess, please order."

"Put the knife on the fire, then scratch my wound with a knife, take out the contents, and then... pour the white wine on the wound, wrap it, and wrap it up..."

"Princess, you, you are committing suicide." Before Liu Ye said anything, Dr. Liu opened his eyes wide and looked at Ling Yue as if looking at a monster. "Princess, your wound has been the best to stop the bleeding by me. Now you have to cut the wound again with a knife, so that the princess will..."

"Ryuye, don't... leave those people alone and do what I say."

"Yes." Liu Ye took out the fire fold, lit the fuel light, picked up the unusually sharp knife and roasted it on the fire.

Emperor Xia stood solemnly and did not stop Liu Ye's behavior, even though several imperial doctors kept dissuade Ling Yue's almost crazy behavior in his ear.

"Night...Wait a minute...I...I may faint. Even if I faint, don't stop until you take it out. Take it out... After taking it out, you, if... if I can't wake up before dark, you... you pierce my nails with a needle, listen... do you understand?"

"I understand, but princess, what on earth do you want me to take out of the wound?"

"Half, half a small finger-sized, a big pain block, must be taken out..." Ling Yue smiled faintly and grasped Liu Ye's hand tightly, "Liye, yes... I'm sorry to let you do such a cruel thing."

Liu Ye lowered his eyes and looked at the knife that had begun to cool down: "It will be all right."

"Your Majesty..." Ling Yue raised her head slightly and looked at Emperor Xia standing not far away, "Ling Yue... Ling Yue has something to ask the emperor to promise me."

As soon as she finished speaking, Ling Yue suddenly remembered a scene in the TV series of her previous life, but what she wanted to say next was not: Emperor, please don't die around the little swallow.

"It's time. What are you going to say? I promise you." In fact, Xia Di's mood is more nervous than anyone else, because once Ling Yue dies, no one will know the treasure left by Shen Haoran.

"Silver...silver..."

"Eh? What kind of silver?" Emperor Xia asked confusedly.

"If, Ling Yue... this time... this disaster will not die, your emperor, you have to add 10,000 taels of silver every month to 20,000 taels of silver..."

"Okay, I promise you." Emperor Xia took a deep breath. He really couldn't understand why the princess's mind was thinking about money at such a life-threatening moment.

"Thank you, Emperor. Flowing night, let's do it..."

"Yes, I have been offended."

Liu Ye raised the quilt and gently untied Ling Yue's coat. Since Ling Yue had not yet left the cabinet, the imperial doctors turned around to avoid suspicion. Only Emperor Xia did not turn around. He still put his hands behind him and looked at Liu Ye and Ling Yue with a solemn look.

Ling Yue didn't care much about the eyes of Emperor Xia. Instead, Liu Ye looked at Emperor Xia thoughtfully: "Your Majesty, please avoid it."

"I want to see how you can save Ling Yue.

"Oh." After Liu Ye answered, he focused all his attention on the red wound with the thumb under Ling Yue's left shoulder.

The sharp blade gently cut the skin, and Ling Yue's forehead oozed bean-sized sweat. Every time the blade pushed forward, Ling Yue bit her lower lip tightly. When Liu Ye faintly saw the copper block the size of her little finger, she found that Ling Yue's lower lip was already bloody.

"Oh... Oh no... Oh no... I, I forgot, I forgot the tweezers..." After saying that, Ling Yue tilted her head and lost consciousness.

Liu Ye looked at the copper block in the wound, but for a moment, he didn't know what to use to get it out. Just as Liu Ye didn't know what to do, he only heard a sw of cold light falling into his hand.

Because the speed was so fast that no one found the strange thing that suddenly appeared.

"Is this?" Liu Ye picked up something like a curved iron bar and was suddenly stunned. Then he lowered his head and put the strange thing in his hand into Ling Yue's wound and picked out the piece of copper in Ling Yue's wound. Then he poured the white wine on the wound according to Ling Yue's instructions.