Chapter 581

Chu Zichen listened, her eyes narrowed, immediately stepped forward two steps, stretched out her hand to explore Chu Jia's blue nose, and then twisted her eyebrows.

However, he didn't say anything. As soon as he turned his hand, he pinched Chu Jialan's wrist. Then, his eyebrows wrinkled deeper, and then he looked at Duanmu ya: "what's the matter?"

Duanmu yawang didn't sleep all night. He was tired on his face. He had no choice but to smile and spread his hand: "it's hard to say. In short, it's still one step away."

Yang Qingzi and fan Jiawen also came to check the situation of Chu Jialan. They heard Duanmu yawang's words. Fan Jiawen didn't make a sound, but Yang Qingzi sneered: "the dead and the living are almost open their eyes."

"Yes, it's a white joy."

The aristocratic childe glanced, "after so long, your highness still didn't even breathe, and still couldn't wake up?"

Seriously, Duanmu yawang appeared with Chu Jialan just now. When they saw that Chu Jialan didn't have any wounds, they all felt that the blue eyed man in front of them had simply created a miracle!

At the same time, they also thought that Chu Jialan had been saved.

Who knows, but it is an empty joy.

Chu Zichen was more calm. He looked at Duanmu Ya with a heavy face: "what step is it?"

Duanmu yawang shook his head and looked calmly at Chu Zichen's eyes: "To be honest, your highness, I don't know which step it is. According to my own ideas, it's not bad. When I completely return the failure of your highness two to his body, your highness two should wake up. However, in fact, the situation of your highness two deviates from what I expected."

"Why does this kind of deviation happen?" Chu Zichen saw Duanmu yawang speak seriously, and he calmed down.

"I don't know." Duanmu yawang shook his head, thought of something, hesitated, and said, "just, my intuition tells me that it's just one step away, and which step is what I can't touch and do right now."

At first, when a general prescription flashed in her mind, she thought that the spiritual thing could be done.

However, everything needs a process, and some things always need constant attempts to get results and succeed.

She used all her current knowledge and materials, sorted out a prescription she thought was right, and spent a night trying it constantly.

Failure after failure.

In fact, she didn't know about Fengming grass, and she needed to study its components carefully one by one before she could know, but she intuitively believed that Fengming grass was useful to Guiling.

Therefore, all kinds of methods were used to add Fengming grass and Lingshui, the source of Linghu lake.

However, it failed again and again in the end.

Until dawn, only some eyebrows.

But it's not clear.

She took more than an hour to improve the prescription and the proportion of various drugs. She knew that more than an hour ago, she developed a very perfect prescription that she thought there was no problem.

She felt that as long as she applied medicine to Chu Jialan, she would wake up and be a living person!

However, the result was beyond her expectation.

Because of Chu Jialan after medication, all the wounds on him healed. However, he didn't wake up. She couldn't even feel the faint heartbeat and pulse.

She could still feel it when she didn't return to the spirit. Now she can't feel anything, only a faint breath is left.

In other words, the difference between Chu Jialan and mu Qingchen is that he has no injuries, and the others are exactly the same.

To be honest, this result surprised her. As for it, it was a little hit. She had been a doctor for so long, and it was almost the first time that she had such a big deviation from her expectation.

So she went to the room again and again to find out the reason and wanted to know what went wrong. However, after looking for more than an hour, she still had no clue.

And huofei said that blue Chengche was going to be cremated.

She had no choice but to come out of the room.

"Can't touch, can't do?"

The man on one side felt that Duanmu yawang deliberately said the matter to the gods. Chu Heling stared at him with red eyes: "why don't you admit that your medical skills are not up to standard?"

"Yes, yes, he said himself so much that even the two masters satirized him!"

The scene was full of Crusades.

A lot of people, a mess.

Suddenly, a man came over and asked Lord Rong, "Sir, don't ask the housekeeper, is childe Chengche cremated or..."

Lord Rong was stunned and looked at Chu Zichen: "Your Highness, this matter..."

Chu Zichen was silent and looked at Duanmu ya. Just about to speak, a man hurried to Rong's lover and said anxiously, "Sir, there are people in the palace!"

Chu Zichen's eyebrows jumped, looked at the man and asked directly, "who?"

The man turned his knees, kowtowed to Chu Zichen and replied, "it's father-in-law Fang, the eunuch's manager."

Chu Zichen pursed her lips and was about to open her mouth. There came a sound of foot steps. Chu Zichen twisted her head and saw that a group of eunuchs from father-in-law Fang came over, came to them and saluted respectfully: "have you seen your highness, your highness three, your highness four."

Chu Zichen glanced at him faintly, raised his hand to let him up, and then asked, "did your father ask you to come over?"

"Your Highness, yes."

Father Fang answered, looked at the pile of firewood in the side hall and said respectfully, "the emperor knows that several Highnesses are kind-hearted, so he asked the slaves to come and have a look."

Duanmu looked at her eyes.

This is what Duke Fang said. It's not enough. He doesn't know that it's the emperor of ChiYan empire. He knows that Chu Zichen is kind-hearted and can't do it. Is there someone in the national prison?

Father-in-law Fang didn't know whether duanmuya was looking at him or what. He also glanced at her with his remaining light.

Duanmuya looked at the corner of her mouth and hooked it.

It seems that it is the latter.

"Your Highness knows."

Chu Zichen responded coldly, and no longer looked at father-in-law Fang. Lord Chaorong looked at him, "noon is coming, let people start cremation."

"Big brother!"

"Your Highness!"

Chu Youning, Chu Heling and Duanmu yawang spoke at the same time. Duanmu yawang frowned and said coldly, "I thought you thought LAN Chengche wasn't dead. Why..."

Chu Zichen didn't look at her, but looked at Rong.

Lord Rong bowed his head, answered, and nodded to housekeeper Mo, who had been guarding by the firewood pile and holding a torch.

Housekeeper Mo immediately understood that he bowed his hand respectfully in their direction, and then turned around. As soon as his hand was raised, the torch lit in his hand was suddenly thrown towards the center of the firewood pile——

Everyone looked at it with fixed eyes.

Duanmu yawang was so angry that she wanted to stop the torch. However, there were several people with better cultivation here. In addition, the distance was too far. Even if she was fast, it would be too late.