Those who came in to see Hua Yiran for the first time were all stunned.
Duanmu Liuyue looks up and laughs. The laughter is strange and dumb, "... Hahaha, it's really cruel!"
Huangfu Lingtian's icy eyes were cold and piercing. He pursed his lips and said nothing. He turned his wheelchair and walked quietly to a corner. He didn't know what he was thinking.
Murong Shuyan took a deep breath, went to the bed, pulled a stool and sat down quietly.
Hua Yiran is Rong Jue in the end. He doesn't show anything. He looks very pale.
He didn't go there, but went to the table in the room and sat down.
Mu light song beat a few steps to the bedside, see Hua Yiran's injury more thoroughly.
Hua Yiran is sleeping. She seems to be sleeping uneasily. Her eyebrows are frowning. Her lips are blue and purple. She purses dry. Her face and neck are in a cold sweat.
Hua Yiran is so energetic and courageous. Now, it's really hard for people to see her.
Her face was red and swollen, with crisscross bloodstains.
Mu Qingge has seen countless wounds. As soon as he saw the characteristics of the bloodstain, he knew that it was drawn out with a hemp whip!
There is a kind of hemp whip, which is specially made as an instrument of torture.
The bloodstain drawn by the hemp whip is not like the scar drawn by the sharp weapon, such as the knife. The scar drawn by the sharp weapon is flat and direct. The scar is crisp and delicate, and the depth is slim. It's easy to see the bone!
But the hemp whip is loose, has the sparse hemp hair, a whip pulls down, the wound is not deep, but is the area is big, the impact force is strong.
Of course, such a hemp whip placed in the Ministry of punishment, usually do not simply give people two whip.
This kind of hemp hair absorbs water very much. Before punishment, it will be soaked in chili water. When punishment is used, the whip falls very fast. The hemp hair goes into the meat, and the chili water seeps into the flesh. The pain is enough to tear the heart and crack the lung!
In this way, the pain of skin injury caused by hemp whip is far more painful than that caused by knife and other sharp tools!
And on Hua Yiran's face, mu Qingge counted it, and there were five or six whip marks!
No wonder Rong Jue also said that the situation is not very good. It seems that Hua Yiran is several years old when he sees him today. It turns out that Hua Yiran was treated like this in the Ministry of punishment!
Mu Qingge took a deep breath, "but the injury, should be more than these on the face?" Her face is still so, her body should be more uncomfortable.
"There are more serious injuries on the body." Murong Shuyan said.
"Heavier? How much
Murong Shuyan chuckled: "the skin is open, the flesh is open!"
Mu Qingge pursed her lips, "but all of them are lacerations?"
Murong Shuyan nodded.
"But it's all dealt with?"
"The imperial doctor came to deal with it."
"Royal doctor?" Mu Qingge sneered. He pulled Hua Yiran's hand from Jin Bei and felt his pulse on it. "Slap a sweet date?"
The emperor's way of doing this is really moody!
Mu Qingge spoke directly. A few people on the scene looked at each other, but they didn't know how to answer. They only nodded, "it should be. This move is very easy to use, isn't it?"
"Easy to use is easy to use, buy people's hearts!" Mu Qingge sneered, "but the imperial doctor has different levels. However, he must be seriously injured. Now he has a high fever, but he didn't point it out."
"Fever?" Murong Shuyan's warm face flashed with panic, "the medicine has only been fed for less than half an hour, and the efficacy should have been played. Before I had no fever, why do I have a fever now?"
"That's why the imperial doctors are divided into different levels." Mu Qingge pursed his lips. A royal doctor is most likely to have a high fever after such a heavy injury. When the royal doctor wrote the list, he didn't even add some anti-inflammatory drugs in the list!
Is this medical skill to be improved, or... Intentionally?
Don't you want Hua Yiran to get better? Do you want her to die of high fever and inflamed wound?
"That is to say, the medicine doesn't work, does it?" Murong Shuyan turned pale. "Princess Jue, you..."
"Don't feed Ranran according to the list given by the imperial doctor, and throw the list away." When mu Qingge said it, he turned around and said, "let me write a new list."
Murong Shuyan smiles and orders people to prepare ink, paper and inkstone.
Mu Qingge pursed her lips, grabbed a pen and quickly wrote a list on the paper. Then she handed it to Murong Shuyan and said, "it's three meals a day."
"Yes, thank you, Princess Jue." Murong Shuyan sincerely said: "Princess Jue's list is better than Wan Jin's. Shuyan is very relieved."
"Don't thank me. When you wake up, let her come and thank you."
Duanmu Liuyue listened to the sun and thought, "xiaoge'er may become our life-saving grass in the future. Xiaoge'er should be more careful in the future."
When he said that, he glanced at Huangfu Lingtian and his legs, and then looked at Murong Shuyan, "in the future, there are only many places for us to rely on xiaoge'er."
Hearing this, Rong Jue turned her head and glanced at him coldly.
"Living king of hell, do you want to arrange some secret guards for xiaoge'er?"
Rong Jue didn't say a word, and his fingertips moved the table.
Huangfu Lingtian saw that rongjue didn't answer. He frowned slightly, but he didn't say much. After all, mu Qingge is Rong Jue's princess. They shouldn't care too much about her, and they shouldn't worry about her.
Mu Qingge naturally heard Duanmu Liuyue's words, glanced at a few people, and said: "you'd better pay attention to your own safety, I won't bother you, I can protect myself."
Mu Qingge then went back to his bed and pondered for a while. He turned to other people and said, "I want to show Ranran the wound. You can avoid it."
Duanmu Liuyue, rongjue and Huangfu Lingtian look at each other. They are very cooperative with mu Qingge's words. They nod and go out together.
"It's amazing." Murong Shuyan's eyes were as warm as water. Looking at the back of the three people, he said: "Lord Jue, Zhongyong Hou and Duanmu Shizi are very difficult to figure out. Sometimes they ignore the emperor's words, but now they obey you. It's really amazing."
Mu Qingge blinked, "men and women give and receive, they have no reason to stay here."
"The three are very good. They are not close to women. They don't transgress. They usually turn around and don't look at such occasions." Instead of asking me to leave.
Mu Qingge gives a noncommittal smile and glances at Murong Shuyan, "strange, I want to cure Ranran. Why do you sit here all the time?"
Mu Qingge, this is the order to drive the guests in person.
Murong Shuyan shook his head, "I can stay."
"But..." isn't Hua Yiran prejudiced against him?
"No problem. I can really stay." Murong Shuyan seems to be gentle and indisputable, but now he is unquestionably firm.
Mu Qingge pondered and laughed for a while, "OK, then stay."