Poisonous Peasant ‘Concubine’

Ignoring the gazes around him, Yan Shengrui held his son's face so tenderly that he could almost pinch the water. If it weren't for the circumstances, everyone could not help but wonder if he was the Prince Cheng they knew. In the past, he always held a milk baby, and now he is so kind and gentle to his eldest son, no one can believe it.

"Well, Xiaowen knows. I believe that Daddy will save Xiaoqing. I will play with Xiaoqing in the future."

Ling Wen rudely wiped away the tears, raised his head and looked at him firmly, and the little bun and Tie Wazi next to him nodded in unison, and the irritability that appeared after the long wait disappeared completely.

Listening to what they said, Zeng Hou's eyes flashed again and again. If Ling Jingxuan can really save the child, then his medical skills are really gods. If he is willing to help train military doctors? ? In the future, their sacrifices on the battlefield will be greatly reduced, and they still worry about not being able to win the battle? No, when this is over, he has to talk to the two of them.

"It's been so long, our Aunt Ninth Emperor will not fail, right?"

Ling Qiang, who was also sitting outside and waiting, suddenly spoke up. In fact, her heart was the most anxious. The difference was that the child she wished to die soon, as long as he died, it would mean that there was no proof of death, and Ling Jingxuan and Yan Xiaoming would both bear the responsibility for it.

"Woooo my son.

"To shut up!"

Everyone was irritable enough. After he said it, Yan Xiaoqing's mother couldn't help crying. She suppressed her sobbing, and King Fujun, who was sitting next to the old emperor, swept his sharp eyes to Ling Qiang. Ling Jingxuan said righteously that no noise was allowed. She also knew that now was the time when everyone was the most restless. Why? Will you speak suddenly? What is she trying to say when she says this? What good would killing Xiaoqing do to her?

With the first question, countless questions will pop up. The more King Fujun thinks about it, the more suspicious it becomes, and the colder he looks at her. No one is a fool at the scene. What he can think of, others can also think of. , but they are not in the mood to pay attention to her for the time being. When they are sure that Xiaoqing is safe, they have time to investigate slowly.

Seeing all kinds of discomfort from them, Ling Qiang's face didn't seem to be fluctuating, but her heart became more and more anxious. Madam Wei Bohou, who was sitting next to her, had dark eyes and swept over her more than once. My heart is getting more and more unsure, isn't she the one who did this? Once this idea takes root, it is very difficult to pull it out, especially when she and Ling Jingxuan are very different from each other, it seems that she really has enough motives, even if it is not her, when she opened her mouth just now, it means to offend everyone present Now, in the future, she, and even Wei Bohou's mansion, will be sidelined by others. The more the old lady thinks about it, the more uneasy she feels, and her intuition tells her that things will really change this time.

In the operating room, after the most important cleaning and disinfection work was done, because of the large amount of blood input, the child's heartbeat and pulse returned to normal. Ling Jingxuan and Zhao Shan, who had been standing for almost an hour at a time, quietly exhaled and moved on the spot. After the legs, he began to suture the child's wound. Zhao Shan has been doing this on animals, but he has not actually done it for anyone. Ling Jingxuan decisively gave him the suture work, while he stood by and stared at him, occasionally giving him He strikes.

"Master, I did it."

After about another quarter of an hour, the huge wound on the child's stomach was finally stitched up. Zhao Shan raised his head excitedly, Ling Jingxuan leaned over to examine it carefully, and gave him a positive look. The wound was stitched beautifully. , after twelve hours, there should be no life-threatening complications without infection.

"Help him deal with the fracture of his right leg and fix it directly. The child's recovery ability is good, but at the same time it is easy to grow crooked. Wouldn't it be a pity if such a handsome little thing becomes a lame?"

After the operation was over, Ling Jingxuan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. The main reason was that the child was too young and had lost too much blood. If he hadn't been fully prepared, he would not be able to save him.

"Well, give it to us here, Master, go outside and rest for a while."

Zhao Shan nodded, it doesn't matter if he doesn't need to stare at the next thing, Ling Jingxuan leaned over and whispered in the ear of the child who hadn't woken up yet: "Xiaoqing, what Aunt Jiuhuang promised you has been done. It's up to you to work hard, wake up quickly, your grandparents are waiting for you outside."

The child under anesthesia certainly couldn't hear his voice, but a tear came out from his closed eyes, and everyone who saw it couldn't help but feel nervous, and almost didn't cry with him, what a small child , it's really pathetic.

"The wound is bandaged. I'll go and ask them to prepare a clean room. We may have to stay in the Hou's mansion today."

Before leaving, Ling Jingxuan couldn't help but say a few words, Zhao Shan and the three nodded in unison. In fact, they were already working together and starting to clean up the aftermath.

"Snapped!"

When the closed door was opened from the inside, everyone stood up abruptly, and the old emperor rushed over with tears from his children and grandchildren. Ling Jingxuan, whose face was slightly pale, cleaned up silently. At the same time, Yan Shengrui from the past kindly helped him take off his surgical coat, and then took Shui Linger holding the gān jing coat and cloak to put on him.

"Princess, this is the ginseng soup made by the eldest princess. Take a sip."

Ling Yun walked in with a bowl of hot ginseng soup. Ling Jingxuan nodded and threw a grateful smile at her. He reached out to pick up the ginseng soup. Now he really needs to replenish his strength, right? ?

"Yan Si, go and arrest everyone in the kitchen, especially the people who make the ginseng soup."

The bowl containing the ginseng soup was brought to his lips, Ling Jingxuan's expression changed greatly, and everyone's heart pounded at the same time, even if they didn't know what happened, Yan Si immediately ran out, facing everyone's doubtful eyes, Ling Jingxuan He took out a silver needle and inserted it into the ginseng soup. The next second, under everyone's astonished gaze, the pure white silver needle turned into a pitch-black color. In other words, someone wanted Ling Jingxuan's life.

"Check, eldest daughter-in-law, give this palace a thorough investigation to the end!"

The ginseng soup was boiled by her. The eldest princess was trembling with anger. Realizing the seriousness of the matter, Mrs. Shizi did not dare to hesitate, and walked out with a cold face. Everyone's faces were covered with anger. , who in the end dares to poison under their noses?

"Shan, go to assist the Secretary, find the suspicious person, kill!"

Yan Shengrui's face was so ugly that no matter who it was, he would have to fuck his whole family if he wanted his daughter-in-law's life.

"Yes"

Yan Shan is also unambiguous, she disappears when she dodges, moving the princess is tantamount to moving them, and she is still moving her hands and feet under their strict monitoring. If this matter is not clearly investigated, they are also worthy of being the commander of the four major shadow guards of Prince Sheng. .

"Jingxuan happened one after another in his mansion. No matter how thick-skinned Zeng Hou was, he couldn't hide his shame and anger. This was all a provocation for him and Weiyuan Hou's mansion, but Ling Jingxuan didn't give it to him. When he finished speaking, he raised his hand and said, "Uncle Huang, needless to say, Jing Xuan understands what you mean. "

The usual gentle smile disappeared, and Ling Jingxuan's face was covered with indifference. Is he taking advantage of his weakness to kill him? He wants to see who will kill whom in the end.

"Old Emperor, don't worry, Xiaoqing is not in danger for the time being. My apprentice is still taking care of his injuries. You will be able to see him soon. Please send someone to clean up a room nearby. , Tonight is the key, as long as he has no fever and no other complications, his life is saved, but there will be a permanent wound on his stomach."

After closing his eyes and taking a deep breath, Ling Jingxuan said as calmly as possible.

"real?!"

"Uuu?? I'm okay, sir, did you hear? Qing'er, is he okay??"

"Very good, Ben Hou will have someone clean up immediately."

"Thank you, thank you Jing Xuan?"

Hearing this, everyone present was incoherent with excitement. Before that, most of them were actually mentally prepared for their children's funeral. I didn't expect that such a serious injury could really be cured. Excited, how not to get excited?

The only thing that had a different reaction was Ling Qiang, who was as stiff as a stone at the back of the crowd. She never dreamed that Ling Jingxuan had actually rescued Yan Xiaoqing, and her hands hidden under her sleeves could not help trembling. What should I do? In case Xiaoqing remembered that child, and followed that child to find her maid, even if the maid did not identify her, others would doubt her. When will it be? ?

Ling Qiang became more frightened the more she thought about it, but all of her reactions fell into the eyes of Ling Jingxuan, who always faced them calmly.