"This I really don't understand! There is no change in Shao Zhu's body. Why do you suddenly become so miserable? It's really hard to understand... "
Li Shihong anxiously, even with anger also came up, "can you not a mouthful of a 'don't understand'! As a doctor, even you do not understand, who can save Mo Ying? Can't we do something about it? Is it just passing the buck? "
All the doctors were shocked and cried out for injustice.
"The patriarch, this is really unjust! It's not that we refuse to help, but the injury of the little Lord seems too strange! "
"Yes, patriarch, just now I had another pulse diagnosis for Shaozhu. I didn't feel any sign of aggravation of his injury. I really don't know why he suddenly became more painful."
Li Shihong was speechless and shook his sleeve, "no matter whether you are wronged or not, try to find a way for me! If you can't cure the little Lord, you'll stay here all the time and don't want to go back! "
The doctors saw that the patriarch was really angry and did not dare to say anything more. They quickly surrounded Li Mo Ying.
Li Shihong waited for a long time. Seeing that the doctors were examining the pulse and checking the pulse, some even took out the gold needle, but they could not see any effect.
Seeing Li Mo's shadow seems to be more and more painful, Li Shihong is full of anxiety and almost gets angry.
At this time, Li Yuntao came over and whispered in his ear: "the patriarch, I have an idea..."
"What do you think? Say it
Li Yuntao said in a low voice: "my subordinates think that the room of the little master is not suitable, which will lead to the aggravation of the injury of the little master?"
Li Shihong was stunned, "what do you mean?"
Li Yuntao said: "I had no time to think about it. I just wanted to go back to Ziji hall as soon as possible. However, at that time, the situation of the little master was very stable. Just now the little master just got off from the spaceship, and it was still good. It was only after entering this room that the injury was aggravated."
Li Shihong recalled the situation at that time and found that it was true.
"But what's the matter? The dark air in the room with ink shadow is the most strong. It is the best to use it to heal the wound. Why is it so? " He frowned.
For a warrior, the body itself has a strong ability to recover. If it is supplied with a lot of Xuanqi, it can better stimulate the body's potential and help recover.
Li Mo Ying's room should be very suitable for healing, because of this, we did not think of this at the beginning.
Li Yuntao shook his head, "this I don't want to change rooms, but I don't want you to change rooms first
"OK, then change to the bamboo house in the back mountain first!"
The back mountain bamboo house is located at the edge of Ziji hall, and behind it is a large area of medicinal fields. It can be said that it is the most quiet corner in the whole palace.
Li Mo Ying was carried to this room, immediately appeared to relax a lot, although the face is still a little red, but the brow is still stretched a lot.
Li Shihong was relieved.
However, he was still puzzled.
Several doctors were under pressure because they could not diagnose Li Mo Ying's coma. Now they have been watched by the clan leader himself. They are sweating all the time. They are even more flustered between their actions and words.
Li Yuntao saw this and went to Li Shihong, "patriarch, we'd better go out and wait for the result?"
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