Chapter 494

Perilla side with his sleeve to wipe his mouth blood, while eager to observe him.

He lay flat on the bed, with no blood on his face. His eyes were staring at the top of the bed as if he were looking there, as if he were looking at nothing.

Suddenly, for a moment, perilla panicked. She didn't know what to do.

She's a doctor. What should a doctor do? See a patient, right? Do you have to feel your pulse when you see a doctor?

Yes, she should feel his pulse and see what happened to him!

"Your Highness, I'll feel your pulse now... Don't get excited, breathe slowly and smooth your mood for a while, OK?"

Perilla comforted him and flurried up his sleeve to feel her pulse.

However, the next moment, her wrist suddenly grabbed.

Yang Xiaotian grabs her hand, stares at her eyes, moves her lips, and says with great difficulty: "Su Su, since you choose not to go, the palace will not let go. You don't want to leave this palace again unless this palace is dead. "

He gave her a chance to go, she was reluctant to watch him die, she took the initiative to come back, then don't blame him for imprisoning her freedom, locked her firmly in his side.

His voice became weaker and weaker, and at last it was too weak to be heard at all.

He took her hand and slowly relaxed, then relaxed, finally suddenly released completely.

The Perilla suddenly widened her eyes, opened her lips, and called in a dumb voice, "Your Highness? Your highness

However, no matter how she calls, the person on the bed just doesn't give her any response.

His face was as white as a dead man's, which made people look and feel frightened.

Perilla raised her head, took a deep breath, forced herself to calm down, and gave him a pulse.

Her brows were tightened tightly. After the pulse was finished, she quickly took out her usual set of silver needles from the space jade ring.

He couldn't wait to take off his clothes, so he found the acupoints through his clothes, and used the nine spirit golden needle technique handed down by his father, but he didn't use it at all.

His body wastage was so serious that he vomited out the blood and directly hurt the root.

If we don't get medical treatment in time, we'll have to wait a little longer. I'm afraid it's impossible to save the great immortal.

If he shows a painful expression, it means that the vacancy he pricks has a stimulating effect on him.

However, she pricked a lot of needles in succession, and he was still like a living dead man, not moving, not even shaking his eyelids.

Perilla panicked, really panicked.

After she pricked the acupoints that she thought might be useful, she held his hand and said in a dumb voice, "you'll be OK, won't you?"

She didn't know why she was so sad, but she was so sad.

I hate my incompetence all of a sudden. If I can be as powerful as master, can I save him?

"Master!" Zisu's eyes brightened, showing a trace of joy, "master is in the courtyard, he said I can go to him if I need..."

I can ask my master to cure the evil prince, can't I? It doesn't mean that master has no way!

Although the master usually doesn't care who he is and who he is, he seems inhuman.

But if I ask him personally, maybe he will agree?

Zisu thought so, and hurriedly took out a pen and paper from the space jade ring and wrote a hexagram letter.

His Highness's current situation is inseparable from himself. If he is not there, he does not know what problems he will have at any time.

She can't go out of the palace in person to invite her master. She can ask someone to take her personal letter to her master, can't she.

But Shifu doesn't like to deal with outsiders. Who should he send?

Zixuan?

If you send Zixuan, Shifu won't embarrass her. Should he meet her?

After all, Zixuan is her own sister anyway.

So I thought, even if I made a decision, I ran to the door quickly and opened the door.

"How is your highness?"

Zisu didn't expect to see a small shadow guarding the door as soon as he opened the door. He looked very worried and his face was very tight.

"He's... Not very well." Because she couldn't save him, zisu was in a low mood. She took a breath and handed the letter to Xiaoying, "run to the National Palace for me and hand it to my sister Zixuan."She was afraid that Xiaoying would not help herself with her unfriendly attitude. She added: "it's related to your Highness's illness. Go and return as soon as possible."

She said, do not give the little shadow the opportunity to refuse or ask, "pa" to close the door.

"Master, you must come and help him." Perilla leaned against the door, looked up at the sky and murmured a prayer.

I don't know if her prayer worked. That night, Zixuan got the news.

A timid palace maid, holding a small porcelain vase in one hand and a letter in the other hand, handed it to perilla and whispered, "this is from Miss Zixuan."

Perilla took the small porcelain vase and the letter, first looked at the small porcelain vase, and then spread the letter.

Zixuan's handwriting.

She said in her letter that she had asked to see the medical immortal and had been given good medicine. Although it was not curable, it could continue her life.

She also said that Yixian didn't want to enter the palace, and didn't want to treat anyone. Even so, if it is to teach apprentices, it is another matter.

Perilla was overjoyed, holding a small porcelain vase in her hand, as if she had got a good baby.

The master's intention was obvious. He didn't want to go to the palace to treat the prince, and he didn't want anyone to take the prince to his place for medical treatment.

However, if her apprentice had any problems that he didn't understand, he would teach her how to do it.

Although the master obviously refused, he secretly gave the crown prince the treatment in the name of teaching himself. He also agreed.

Perilla is really happy, very happy.

At night, not long after the last injection of Perilla for the evil prince, he woke up.

The purple perilla poured out the only life extending pill given by master in the small porcelain vase, handed it to Yang Xiaotian, full of hope, and said: "this is the medicine given by my master, which can extend your life. Take it."

Her tone was neither hot nor cold, neither happy nor sad.

She can only do this, otherwise she does not know what kind of mood to face the man in front of her.

Yang Xiaotian's face looks a little better than before, but still very pale.

He slowly stretched out his hand and took the medicine she handed over. He pinched his two fingers in front of his eyes and looked at it. The color of his eyes changed slightly, and people became stiff.

But soon he looked up at her and asked, "do you want me to eat?"

His voice was very hoarse, with a trace of sadness under his eyes.

Perilla didn't notice. She thought he was asking strangely. She was stunned and said, "of course. You eat quickly, get better quickly! I can leave soon

She admitted that she was deliberately angry with him.