"You'd better cure Lie'er, otherwise I'll just ask."

After the words came to an end, Xiahou Shuang'er shook her sleeves and left.

At this time, only Feng Wuxin, Mr. Qi, and Xiahou Lie who was lying on the hospital bed were left in the room.

"Old Qi, do me a favor."

Feng Wuxin couldn't lift Xiahou Lie up alone. With the help of Mr. Qi, he turned Xiahou Lie, who was unconscious on the bed and treated the wound on his back.

Seeing the crisscrossing wounds coiled around Xiahou Lie's body, Feng Wuxin's eyes were covered with a layer of mist.

When she parted, she still remembered Xiahou Lie smiling and said that she had come back with a glaring at him, but when she met again, it was like this.

"Don't worry, auspicious people will have their own appearance, and Xiahou Lie will definitely be fine."

Old Qi calmed Feng Wuxin, but he knew in his heart how serious Xiahou Lie's injuries were. The difference between him and the dead was just a breath.

"Um."

After calming down his mood, Feng Wuxin slowly let out a breath and continued to clean up Xiahou Lie's wounds.

It was already night in a flash. Feng Wuxin asked the guards of the Princess's Mansion to go to Qiansui Mansion to inform her that she would stay at the Princess' Mansion tonight to take care of Xiahou Lie and would not go back.

At this moment, Feng Wuxin didn't think about Mo Yi's mood. Xiahou Lie's condition is the most important now.

For a whole night, Old Qi and Feng Wuxin were guarding the room. The two of them dared not close their eyes, for fear that something irreversible would happen if they took a nap.

The trauma has been bandaged, and the internal injury has also been taken with the right medication.

For Feng Wuxin, the most difficult thing is the unknown toxin in Xiahou Lie's body.

She didn't believe what the guard said. At a glance, this toxin was known to be artificially synthesized, and it was not the wounds mentioned in the guard that infected the juice of the poisonous weeds.

"Old Qi, go and rest, leave it to me."

"The old man is old and becomes very tired if he doesn't sleep that night. Then I'll go and take a rest first and then replace you."

Old Qi yawned repeatedly, and He Yi fell asleep while sleeping.

It was already dawn outside. Feng Wuxin, who had not closed his eyes all night, tried hard to recall the details recorded in the whole volume of the Hundred Herbs Saint Doctor and Guiguzi, but the more worried that Xiahou Lie's injuries would be in a mess.

Nowadays, we can only rely on herbs to temporarily maintain Xiahou Lie's vital signs.

In the afternoon, Feng Wuxin replaced Xiahou Lie with herbs for trauma. When Mr. Qi woke up, he walked up and signaled Feng Wuxin to rest. He felt very distressed when he looked at the haggard little face.

"Girl, go and rest, leave it to me."

Feng Wuxin shook her head, and a bitter smile appeared in her eyes.

As day and night alternate, the moon gradually climbed up.

Feng Wuxin stood by the bed and took a spoon to feed the medicine into Xiahou Lie's mouth bit by bit.

Almost half of a bowl of medicine was wasted. Looking at the lifeless man lying on the bed, Feng Wuxin felt a little more depressed.

"Girl, girl, come and see, come and see!"

At this moment, Old Qi, who was standing beside him, exclaiming, as if something was awesome.

Feng Wuxin, who was guarding the bed, put down the medicine bowl in his hand and followed the sound to Old Qi.

"Old Qi, what happened?"

"Girl, look at the blood on the white cloth, the color has faded."

After Mr. Qi said this, Feng Wuxin also noticed that the blood seeping on the white cloth changed from the original black and red to a normal color, and also noticed an inconspicuous piece of medicine under the white cloth.

These medicine residues are all garbage filtered out after cooking the medicine. Both Feng Wuxin and Mr. Qi did not expect that these so-called garbage could actually clearly understand the toxin components in the blood.

With the mentality of being a dead horse as a living horse, Feng Wuxin and Mr. Qi decided to try these medicine residues.

After feeding the soup made of medicine after bowls of medicine residue after night, Feng Wuxin and Mr. Qi did not see what they were expecting.

But just when both of them were discouraged, large pieces of black and thick objects gushed out from Xiahou Lie's mouth, lying on the bed.

"Gao Heng, prepare warm water, you need as much as you want, Mr. Qi!"

"Here you come!"

Old Qi hurriedly stepped forward to help Feng Wuxin lift Xiahou Lie up so as not to choke Xiahou Lie by vomiting.

A large pool of black viscous poisonous blood gushed out of Xiahou Lie's mouth, and the poisonous blood that scattered a strange smell made people almost faint.

After a while, the black poisonous blood gradually decreased. Feng Wuxin poured warm water mixed with salt to clean the remaining poisonous blood in Xiahou Lie's stomach.

After some trouble, from day to night, Feng Wuxin and Mr. Qi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The two were extremely tired and sat on the ground, the old and the young looked at each other and smiled.

"It's time to feel relieved."

"Um."

Xiahou Lie finally took his feet back from the Hall of Hell. After Xiahou Shuanger learned that his son was safe and sound, tears of worry collapsed.

Feng Wuxin drove some herbs to regulate her body and asked for the measurement of taking it. Then he sent it back to Qiansui Mansion under the carriage of the Princess's Mansion.

In front of Qiansui Mansion, the carriage stopped. The guards of the Princess's Mansion informed him, but Feng Wuxin, who had been in the carriage, had not been seen.

"Madam Thousand Years"

The guard spoke again, wanting to tell Feng Wuxin Qiansui Mansion was here.

But I saw a white figure walking out of Qiansui Mansion. The slender big hand opened the curtain of the carriage. Looking at Feng Wuxin who was already asleep, the eyes of the phoenix were a little helpless and heartbroken, but the heartache seemed to have a warm and angry feeling.

Mo Yi held Feng Wuxin who was asleep in his arms, not caring about the smell on her body at all.

"Master Qiansui, the princess will tell you to Madam Qiansui"

"When I go back, I tell Princess Xiahou that my wife's medical treatment fee for Prince Ling is 300,000 taels. I'll send Princess Xiahou a lot of words to Qiansui Mansion."

The cold voice made the guards of Xiahou Mansion instantly frosted into ice. Looking at the figure gradually disappearing from sight, the guard's words were still choked in his throat and didn't say them.

He just wanted to say that the princess ordered him to tell the Qiansui Lady to review the prince tomorrow.

Feng Wuxin, who was hugged by Mo Yi, seemed to feel the familiar breath, and the uneasy frown in his sleep gradually calmed down.

"Madam, how should I punish you for my husband?"

A sigh filled with too many unexplained meanings. Looking at the woman sleeping in her arms, Mo Yi lowered his head and kissed Feng Wuxin's forehead lightly.

Feng Wuxin, who was sleeping, didn't know what happened to the outside world.

She just had a very long dream.

I encountered many scenes in my dream, which were the scenes when the third lady of the Feng family and Xiahou Lie were together in childhood. However, those scenes disappeared little by little before Feng Wuxin's eyes until they all disappeared.
Chapter completed!