"I'm tired of Dr. Song to help Neiko take a look, she's been in a coma all day, I'm really worried about whether she's going to be like that......"

Song Dejiang pursed his lips secretly, but when he raised his head, he still said with a serious face, "Master Nie, don't worry, since the old man is here, he will naturally do his best to treat the patient." Please also ask Lord Nie to put Mrs. Ling's hand down first, and stand next to her and don't make a sound. ”

"Okay, okay, then I'll bother Doctor Song."

Nie Cong immediately put down Yan Ya's hand, stood up and stood behind Song Dejiang.

Song Dejiang asked the mother-in-law who came in to put a handkerchief on Yan Ya's wrist, and then sat aside and closed her eyes to check her pulse.

It's just that the more you diagnose it, the more ugly it becomes, and in the end, it looks even more grim, looking like you have encountered an incurable disease.

Nie Cong held his breath when he saw it from the side, wanting to speak, but he was afraid of disturbing him.

After a while, Imperial Doctor Song withdrew his hand.

Nie Cong hurriedly asked, "How is Neiko?" ”

Song Dejiang didn't answer him, and continued to explain to the mother-in-law on the side, "Untie the strip of cloth on Young Lady Nie's head and take a look." ”

"Yes." The woman quickly and carefully uncovered the strip of cloth.

At this time, the wound inside was revealed, and the woman looked at it at a glance, suddenly gasped, and suddenly took two steps back, "Doctor Song, look ......"

Not only Song Dejiang saw it, but Nie Cong also saw it, and his face changed on the spot, "What, how can this be?" ”

I saw that Yan Ya's wound had completely festered, pus and water, and it was particularly shocking to watch.

Nie Cong grabbed Imperial Physician Song's hand and shouted on the spot, "Imperial Physician Song, you must save her, please, you must save her." ”

The people outside the door suddenly heard Nie Cong's voice, and they were startled, and they immediately looked at each other.

Immediately after, several people saw the woman walk out quickly, walked to Jing Zhaoyin's side and said, "My lord, Yan's injuries are very bad, I'm afraid it's more than lucky." ”

Jing Zhaoyin furrowed his brows suddenly, Yan Yihai was also stunned, how could it be? Obviously, the wound was not serious when it was bandaged before, but he woke up at that time and was sent back to Nie's house directly.

Imperial Physician Cui also pursed his lips, although there may be a conspiracy of the Yan Mansion in the middle, but Yan Ya was indeed pushed by Cui Lan. If Yan Ya's life can't be saved, then Cui Lan ......

At this moment, no one in this courtyard except for Yan Ling's mother and daughter, who had been silent, hoped that something would happen to Yan Ya.

However, the truth is often not as good as it should be.

Soon, Song Dejiang came out with a very ugly expression.

Nie Cong followed closely behind, but his eyes were red, his hands were clenched, and he looked very excited.

Jing Zhaoyin hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "How?" ”

Song Dejiang said angrily on the spot, "Nonsense, it's just nonsense, it's too nonsense." How can it be so healing? It's simply a lack of clarity in the mind, and not taking human life seriously. ”

Jing Zhaoyin hurriedly asked the mother-in-law on the side to pour him a cup of tea, and waited for him to drink it before asking, "What the hell?" Can you see the severity of Yan's injuries, has she ever used Bai Muzi? ”

Yan Yihai and Imperial Doctor Cui on the side were suddenly nervous.

Song Dejiang slapped the table on the spot, "Of course I haven't used Bai Muzi, not only have I not used it, but I also used the wrong medicine." ”

"What do you mean by that?" Jing Zhaoyin glanced at Yan Yihai, whose face was pale, and asked.

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