The person sent by Guang Bo Hou just came to report it, and left after speaking.

"Impossible!" Luo Qingluan's face suddenly turned pale, and she stood in place in disbelief, with words in her mouth, her nails clenching her palms tightly to hide the panic in her heart.

Nalan Ye was seriously injured and missing?

Luo Qingluan absolutely didn't believe it.

Nalan Ye is not a simple character, isn't his martial arts very powerful? How could it suddenly be injured and even the person was gone? The incident happened suddenly, and Luo Qingluan didn't have time to digest it.

Yuan Xing pinched his chin and pondered, "It is unlikely that the prince will be injured, and it is even rarer in the world that the prince can be seriously injured, we have been with the prince for so many years, and the number of times the prince has been injured is only a handful, let alone seriously injured." ”

"Yes, yes, so don't believe this kind of gossip princess, maybe it was Guang Bohou who created a message to cause trouble." Yongan stepped forward and followed the persuasion.

Also, I don't know if this incident is true or not, and I can't easily conclude that Nalan Ye was seriously injured.

Having said that, Luo Qingluan's hanging heart still hasn't let go, she only has one thought now, Nalan can't have an accident at night.

"Okay, I see, let me think about it alone." Luo Qingluan sat on the chair worriedly as if he had lost his soul.

Yuan Xing and Yongan threw each other a look, the two of them squeezed their eyebrows, and finally stood at the door as door gods.

The prince wants them to protect the safety of the princess, so they can't slack off.

Luo Qingluan was dazed and a little sleepy, so he lay on the wooden table and took a nap for a while. She had a dream in which Nalan Ye walked towards her with a smile on his face, and when the picture turned, Nalan Ye fell in front of her covered in blood.

A palace maid sent by Lin Yixuan to serve Luo Qingluan hurriedly ran to Luo Qingluan and pulled her throat, and said breathlessly: "Miss Luo, wake up quickly, there is someone from Guangbohou's side, let you go over immediately." ”

Being shouted like this, Luo Qingluan woke up suddenly, stood up reflexively, grabbed the maid's sleeve and asked, "Then did they say anything?" ”

Since that person was sent by Guang Bohou, then they must have news of Nalan Night when they came this time.

"It's like saying...... Bring the wounded prince to meet you. The maid was frightened by Luo Qingluan's sudden movements, and said in a slurred voice.

Luo Qingluan paused, his brain was running fast, and there were only three words in his heart: Nalan Night.

In the next second, Luo Qingluan ran with his legs, running faster than a rabbit.

If you guessed correctly, that direction was the door, Yongan immediately pulled Yuan Xing's arm, and the two of them quickly followed Luo Qingluan's figure.

Since Lin Yixuan had ordered not to stop Luo Qingluan's actions before, the guards gave way one after another, and Luo Qingluan walked all the way unhindered.

There was an extremely luxurious carriage parked under a big tree not far from the door, two tall horses pulled the reins, the little guy stood in a row, and a low stool was placed outside the carriage.

I saw that the curtain of the carriage was lifted from the inside, and Nalan Ye sat curled up in the carriage, his eyes closed, his body gently undulating with his breathing, and he was supported by his subordinates to get out of the carriage.

Nalan Ye's handsome face was as handsome as a carving, and his chest was bandaged with a bandage of indistinguishable color that had long been oozing blood, and the whole person looked sick, occasionally making one or two coughing sounds, and the sound of coughing was one or two comparisons

Big.

At this time, Nalan Ye is like a piece of paper, and it can float up immediately as soon as the wind blows.

It seems that things have developed to the point of no return, and Nalan Ye is more seriously injured than she imagined.

Luo Qingluan's heart collapsed suddenly, and he couldn't hide his emotions anymore and rushed over desperately.

Yuan Xingyongan arrived, and he was also shocked, their martial arts and thoughtful prince was so seriously injured?

"Yuan Xing, quickly help Nalan Ye into the house!" Luo Qingluan paced back and forth hand and foot, took a deep breath and tried to make himself less nervous, "Yong'an, immediately let everyone boil hot water, prepare scissors, fire folds, gold creation medicine, and by the way, my silver needle." ”

persuaded everyone to retreat, even Yongan Yuan Xing couldn't stay, Luo Qingluan said that he needed to be quiet when he was healing, so he asked the two of them to stand guard at the door and not let anyone disturb him.

Outside the door, Yong'an finally couldn't hold back and spoke: "Yuan Xing, why did you say that the prince was so seriously injured?" ”

Yuan Xingfei came with an eye knife, full of warning: "I think you just eat salty radishes and worry about it, with the princess here, the prince will definitely be fine." ”

It is precisely because he believes in the princess's medical skills that he will say this, in fact, he is also very worried about the prince, and he doesn't know how the prince was injured.

"For so many years, when has our prince been injured like this? I'm dying just by looking at it. ”

Yongan sighed, Yuan Xing didn't know what to say with a straight face, and the two of them just stood at the door and never said a word again.

Nalan Ye was rarely injured, to be exact, he had never been so seriously injured, and this time it was really strange.

In the room, Nalan Ye lay on the bed and fell asleep, Luo Qingluan first wiped his face with a clean cloth, and then no longer hesitated, took out a silver needle from the cloth bag, and quickly pierced Nalan Ye's acupuncture points, the technique was as smooth as flowing water and did not drag mud and water.

The tip of the needle showed a bright orange red, which was obviously different from the color of normal blood, and after Luo Qingluan noticed that there was something wrong with the color of the blood on the tip of the needle, he reached out and grabbed Nalan Ye's wrist and took his pulse.

This pulse is a little unusual, as for what is unusual, Luo Qingluan can't say, sometimes turbulent, sometimes slow, in short, chaotic.

For a person who practices martial arts, there should be a surging internal energy flow in the veins, but Nalan night ......

Nalan has no internal strength at all, that is to say, the King of Chu, who has always been fierce and cold, is now no different from ordinary people. It's just that according to Nalan Ye's pulse, there is a guess, and Luo Qingluan doesn't dare to think about it after all.

Luo Qingluan frowned, and put his hand on Nalan Ye's chest, wanting to make sure again. I took a deep breath and recited silently in my heart several times, it is the doctor's duty to heal the sick and save people, and there can be no distracting thoughts.

When he really took off Nalan Ye's clothes, Luo Qingluan's original distractions were long gone, and all that was left was the heart of a healer to cure the sick and save people.

She carefully cut the gauze with scissors, only to find that there was a deep wound on his chest, because the pus had been stuck to the edge of the wound for too long, Luo Qingluan's hand holding the silver needle trembled a few times, and the bloody scene of the skin and flesh was full of goosebumps.

Sure enough, it was caused by inflammation.

Look at Nalan Ye again, because of excessive blood loss, her lips were slightly purple, and Luo Qingluan was a little distressed for a while, but fortunately, she had stopped the bleeding with a silver needle before.

It's just that the flesh and skin stick together won't be good for recovery

There are even some rotten flesh that needs to be cut off before it can be stitched up. Luo Qingluan was just about to get up to get the tools, but Nalan Ye, who had fallen into a deep sleep, suddenly struggled to open her eyes, and said something slurred, and she could hear it when she got closer.

"Water...... Water...... I want to drink water......" he licked his chapped lips and repeated the sentence with difficulty.

The speech was intermittent, Luo Qingluan only felt that his heart was stinging like a knife, and he choked up: "Okay, I'll pour you water, Nalan Ye, drink the water, and I'll help you clean up the wound." ”

I don't know if Nalan Ye heard this, but when Luo Qingluan poured a glass of water and walked to the bed, he closed his eyes and quieted down, he should have fainted in pain.

Luo Qingluan took a lot of effort to help Nalan Ye up, but fortunately, Nalan Ye's consciousness was still there, and he instinctively drank all the water in the cup, and the room was full of 'coo-dong' sounds.

Next, Luo Qingluan was not idle, first cleaned his wounds, and began to deal with the necrotic flesh and skin.

Now there is no scalpel or anything like that, Luo Qingluan asked people to find an embroidery needle to come over, although it is only a temporary emergency, Luo Qingluan is not sloppy in this regard, he has disinfected the burning candle and quickly sewed up the wound.

After the whole process, Luo Qingluan found a lot of bottles and cans, uncorked the bottles and poured some medicinal powder on Nalan Ye's wound, the white medicinal powder quickly melted the moment it touched his wound, and the wound that was still bleeding suddenly stopped bleeding and turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally wrapped it up layer after layer of gauze, with gentle movements.

Seeing Nalan lying on the bed so bare at night, Luo Qingluan was worried that he would catch a cold, so he put on a shirt for him sideways and carefully covered the thick quilt.

Under the dim candlelight, Luo Qingluan sat down at the desk, spread out a piece of paper, and wrote a prescription with a pen dipped in ink.

This is a prescription to promote wound healing, which seems ordinary, but in fact, the effect of each medicine in it is better than that prescribed by the doctor outside.

When Nalan took the medicine at night, Luo Qingluan would be relieved to observe for a while.

It was already dark outside, but it should be too late, and you could faintly see pedestrians walking outside through the lanterns in the corridor of the inn.

Luo Qingluan was busy taking care of Nalan Ye and did not relax for a moment, and he was also a little tired at this time, he reached out and straightened his wrinkled clothes, and then Shi Shiran walked to the door and opened the door.

Yuan Xingyongan heard the creak of the door opening and looked up, knowing that Luo Qingluan had already dealt with it, and hurriedly stepped forward to ask how Nalan Ye's injuries were.

Luo Qingluan handed the prescription to Yong'an, and slowly rubbed his eyebrows, "The prince is out of danger, Yong'an, you go quickly while the medical hall is not closed, you must strictly follow this prescription to catch the medicine, you can't lose a penny, go and go back quickly." ”

After taking the medicine again, within half a month, Nalan Ye's wound will initially scab over, and he should recover after a period of rest.

"Yes, princess, my subordinates will do it." Yongan took the prescription and glanced at it and nodded, in fact, he didn't see any difference between this prescription and those imperial doctors in the capital, thinking about Luo Qingluan's entrustment and turned to leave.

Yongan came back quickly, and the medicine he caught was a lot of money as Luo Qingluan said. After decocting the medicine, Luo Qingluan sat on the edge of the bed and fed Nalan Ye a spoonful to drink, and paid attention to Nalan Ye's situation all night, Nalan Ye was groggy and had difficulty speaking.

Luo Qingluan was exhausted, and yawned a few times until dawn.

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