Chapter 361

"Wuwuwuwu..."

"Whoa, whoa."

A lot of people gathered on the snow outside the yard. The children's cries and whimpers came from inside. Ling Jingxuan, who ran out of the yard, was very nervous. He pushed the people in front of him and squeezed into the crowd. When a piece of blood red fell into his sight, Ling Jingxuan only felt that he was not stable. No, it would not be his buns, absolutely not.

On the snow, a small body twitched and lay on the ground. The snow under the body had been dyed red with blood. Because the children's clothes and hair were scattered, he could not see his appearance clearly. Ling Jingxuan was too flustered and didn't notice that the clothes on the child were not their little buns until??

"Daddy

The shouts of the little buns suddenly rang out. Then, several crying children hugged his legs and waist. Ling Jingxuan then calmed down and squatted down to hold all the steamed buns in his arms. At this moment, he knew that the status of the steamed stuffed buns in his mind was multiple, and his hands trembled when he held them.

"Dad?? Dad?? Can you save Xiao Qing? Dad

Pushing him aside a little, the big buns pointed to the child who was convulsed with pain on the snow and cried out. The little bun also cried bitterly: "Daddy?? Xiao Qing is in pain. Can you help him? "

"Godfather?"

"Uncle Ling --

for the first time, the four steamed stuffed buns cried so regardless of their image. Although Yan Xiaoming didn't cry, his eyes were a little red. Ling Jingxuan's eyes were full of storm. His heart was so painful that he looked back at the child lying on the snow along the direction of their fingers. A bloody cut directly crossed his stomach, and his intestines fell out. Two servants beside him were paralyzed The soft is on the ground, and the rest of the servants are small masters holding their arms and crying. Danfeng can't help but look up. The straight stump is about two meters away from the ground. The front end of the thick branches is red. It is obvious that the child fell from a high place and was cut by a number of thick and sharp front ends. Is it a simple accident or an artificial one? How can the thick branches break suddenly? And also Yiyi good pierced the child's stomach, intuition told him, I am afraid this matter is not simple.

"How can I go back to Xiaoqing? Xiao Qing

The crowd suddenly got out of the way. Zeng Hou's wife and the old emperor came with all of them. As soon as they saw the child, the old but still strong old prince was in a flash. Without thinking about it, Ling Jingxuan felt his hand tight. Big bun unconsciously tightened him. The vision line was looking at the child, and his eyes were darkened.

"Don't touch him."

Before the old prince picked up the baby, Ling Jingxuan let out a roar, ignoring the old emperor's instant displeasure, and said in a sharp voice: "if you want him to die, just move him."

After that, Ling Jingxuan touched the children's heads and gave them a soothing look. He stood up and said to Yan Shengrui, "look after the children."

"Well, save if you can."

Yan Shengrui nods. His meaning is very obvious. If you can't save him, don't force him. Otherwise, he may end up with someone else inside and outside. "Well"

he takes off his fur cloak. As Ling Jingxuan turns around, Yan Xiaoming grabs his clothes and knows that he has something to say, but Ling Jingxuan doesn't give him a chance to speak: "it's important to save people."

Now the most important thing for them is to make sure whether the child is saved. The rest can be said later. After understanding his meaning, Yan Xiaoming lets go of his clothes. After Ling Jingxuan leaves, he raises his head and says to Yan Shengrui: "Uncle Jiuhuang, this is not simple. Can you ask uncle Huang to block the Marquis of Weiyuan?"

Although he is the seventh Prince's son, he is a child after all. In this case, I'm afraid that the uncle Huang, who has always been accustomed to giving orders, will not pay attention to him. The words of Uncle Jiuhuang are different.

"Do as you say, Xiao Qi. Take courage. The emperor's aunt is not as terrible as you think. You should learn to give orders."

Yan Shengrui looks like water. He holds the children in his arms and tries to pacify them. He follows Ling Jingxuan all the way. Long Zhang, who holds a small group of children, also follows them. Ling Yun and song Shuiling pacify the children who are also scared. I don't know when Yan Yi Yan Shan Yan Si has come out of the dark place. At this time, he is keeping silence like a mountain Protect them.

"Yes"

Yan Xiaoming clasped his hands and led the nine princes and the ten princes to Zeng Hou and others. On the other side, Ling Jingxuan squatted down and grasped the child's hand to test his pulse and heartbeat. After checking other conditions such as bone fracture, he attached himself to his ear and said gently: "don't be afraid. I'm Xiaowen's father. According to the seniority, you should call me aunt Jiuhuang, Aunt Jiuhuang has good medical skills. Don't worry. I'll save you. Now you can tell me. Can you hear my voice clearly? "

The scene is too noisy, no one can hear what Ling Jingxuan is talking about. The child has lost too much blood and has been numb for a long time. However, he still vaguely hears his voice. He opens his mouth and tries to make a sound, but he can't hear clearly because of the noise around him. Ling Jingxuan's dark sight sweeps hard at the onlookers.

"Be quiet, all of you!"

As soon as the roar came out, not only the chattering adults, but also the crying children stopped. Ling Jingxuan gave a cold look and said, "if anyone wants to make a little more noise, I will cut his tongue!"After that, regardless of whether they would listen or not, Ling Jingxuan took out the silver needle he was carrying with him, tore open the children's clothes, and pricked a few needles on him to stop bleeding and relieve pain for the time being. All the people around him were staring at his every movement for a moment. In their consciousness, Ling Jingxuan was in vain. His intestines fell out. How could he survive? No one has noticed the pleasure and malice of Lingqiang standing in front of her eyes. Everyone knows that Xiao Qing is the old prince's favorite. When Xiao Qing dies, the sons of Prince Sheng who play with him should not be better off, especially Yan Xiaoming, the seventh prince who is in charge of leading them.

After doing a simple job, Ling Jingxuan didn't move him rashly. The low temperature in the snow can slow down the flow of blood. Rashly moving him will only make him die faster, stained with a little blood. His hand gently touched his head: "good boy, aunt Jiuhuang has helped you stop the pain, isn't it better?"

"Well"

this time, although it was as fine as the sound of a mosquito, at least he could hear the single tone he was making, and the old emperor beside him could not care about his identity. He lay down on the ground and looked at him in tears: "Qing'er, how are you? Is it painful? You can't do anything, my young son? "

"Zeng? It's a good idea

In the blur, he seemed to see his grandfather crying. Yan Xiaoqing made a difficult single tone. He tried to raise his hand, but Ling Jingxuan stopped him. Ignoring the old emperor's anger and children's ideas, Ling Jingxuan raised his head to the old emperor's tearful eyes: "don't be angry, I know you are sad, but now we have to save the child first. Please calm down and listen to me."

Silver needle hemostasis time is limited, they do not have much time to put on the above, must carry out the next rescue as soon as possible.

"Can you really save him?"

To say that there is no doubt at all, it is absolutely deceptive. After all, in their knowledge, a broken stomach is tantamount to death. Now that the child's intestines have fallen out, there is still the possibility of survival? However, because of the love for children, subconsciously he wanted to hold on to the only hope.

"Not necessarily a" you. "

"Don't be impatient. Listen to me."

Ling Jingxuan just vomited a few words when he was interrupted by the old emperor. However, Ling Jingxuan was gentle and strong, and took back the right to speak. After confirming that he was dissatisfied, he would not interrupt him at will. After that, he continued to say, "I checked the child. In addition to the birth injury on his stomach, he also had obvious fracture in his right leg and lower leg. There was nothing wrong with the rest The bad news is that the child has lost too much blood. The first thing I have to do is to give him a blood transfusion. I must find the parents, brothers or uncles of the child in the shortest possible time. Blood transfusion is not allowed. The probability of blood matching of relatives is relatively high. Then, I will help him clean his internal organs and check whether the internal organs are damaged No, there is no danger in principle. However, as long as the operation involves certain risks, no one can guarantee 100% that if you agree to the operation, I will certainly be able to save him. I hope you can have a psychological preparation. It depends on you whether you do this operation or not. "

The old emperor is the head of the royal family. Even the Empress Dowager can't afford to offend him. His family's princes are also the same. It's not that their strength is inferior to him. A word of filial piety is enough to crush people. In the end, good intentions are regarded as a donkey's liver and lungs. What should be said must be made clear first. He doesn't want to be charged with murdering the royal family's offspring, let alone making the old prince hate him.

"How many percent are you sure?"

After a little silence, the old prince swept away his previous gaffe and looked at him like a sharp blade. His precious grandson has already been like this, and he can't care about the problem of blood without blood. As long as he can save him, he is willing to try anything.

"If his internal organs are not damaged, he can find the matching blood type in time. In principle, he should be 90% sure, and the rest depends on the meaning of the Lord."

In fact, this is only a small operation, which is simpler than caesarean section. However, because these ancient people were too superstitious and their children's identity was too special, he had to treat it carefully.

"Well, you can rest assured to do that kind of operation. I am not old and stupid, even?? Even if you can't save the child in the end, I won't blame you. Qing'er will ask you. "

After a deep look at him for half a sound, the old emperor made a decision decisively, and then bent down in the child's ear and whispered, "Qing'er, don't worry, great grandfather will save you. Aunt Jiuhuang's medical skills are very good. You should cooperate with him obediently, do you know?"

God knows that he is holding a dead horse as a living horse doctor's attitude. He has no bottom in his heart. However, since Lao Jiu's Princess says so confidently, he has to show a firm side in front of the children.

"Well"

the child nodded weakly, and his eyes were tired, but Ling Jingxuan bent down to let him support him. He could not sleep. At the same time, he also asked big baozi to take off his backpack and put it under his head, so that his brain would not be damaged by snow. His body could not move for a moment, and he could not stop bleeding with a silver needle.