Just as Qingbi was about to go out, Bai Lu hurriedly brought two bottles of medicine.
An Qien took the medicine and asked Qiao Jianghong seriously: "Does the Crown Prince really want to kill two people?"
Qiao Jianghong frowned, his palms sweating, and there were maids walking around carrying blood and water.
At this point, he had no choice but to say, "Leave it to you."
After saying that, he turned around and left in disappointment.
An Qi'en immediately forced the antidote into Qingcui's mouth, and then gave him the hemostatic medicine.
Once she takes these two medicines, whether she can survive or not depends entirely on her own luck.
Doctor Zhang inserted a silver needle into Qing Cui's head and stimulated her to wake up from the coma.
Several stable women were trying their best to tell her: "Auntie, work hard, work hard..."
"Hurry up, use your strength, work harder..."
Qing Cui's whole body was weak, and the pain that was worse than death tortured her so much that she lost her human appearance.
After an unknown amount of time, she tried her best and felt the baby come out.
But I didn't cry...
At that moment, Qing Cui fainted from exhaustion.
Wenpo wrapped the child up in despair, held it in front of An Qien and gave her a look.
An Qi'en took one look at it and asked Po Wen to carry it out to Mrs. Qiao and the others.
This child had a really hard life. He was just one step away from being able to come out safely, but he didn't expect to be killed anyway!
It was a living life, let alone Qingcui being heartbroken, she was very sad and regretful.
An Qien told the maid to take good care of Qingcui and brought Doctor Zhang out.
When Mrs. Qiao saw the stillborn baby, she immediately lost her balance and fainted. Mother Wu helped her back to Anhe Hall.
Ms. Liu's eyes turned red from crying and she also lost her way.
Qiao Jianghong had a slumped face and was dejected. After Dr. Zhang said something about Qing Cui's situation, he sent Dr. Zhang away.
Shen Shuli held the handkerchief to wipe her tears, and sadly comforted Qiao Jianghong: "Your Majesty, don't be sad. My sister is still young and will definitely have children in the future."
Liang Wanru also held the handkerchief and wiped her tears, and the tears were like pear flowers and rain, and she comforted her: "Your Majesty, don't be too sad, and you must pay attention to your health. I will pray for my sister every day and pray for her speedy recovery. "
Qiao Jianghong had a stern look on his face, flicked his sleeves away and walked away!
An Qi'en stared coldly at Shen Shuli with penetrating eyes. Shen Shuli lowered her eyebrows and asked with an innocent face, "Why does Madam look at this poor concubine so much?"
An Qi'en gave her a look of understanding. Shen Shuli looked calm and composed on the surface, but was already frightened in her heart.
.....
In the morning, An Qien went to Anhe Hall to pay his respects to Mrs. Qiao. Mrs. Qiao became ill because she lost her great-grandson.
Lying on the hospital bed, she said with deep sorrow: "Why is everything in our Marquis' Mansion not going well?"
Mother Wu moved a bench for An Qi'en. An Qi'en sat in front of Mrs. Qiao's bed and said warmly: "Grandma, take care of your body. What has happened has happened. The most important thing is for grandma to take good care of herself."
Mrs. Qiao leaned on the bedside, her voice was hoarse and haggard, and she said: "There must be something dirty in the Hou Mansion. Why is there a snake on the bed if everything is fine?"
She was someone who had been there before, so she didn't know the reason behind it. She just couldn't help but wonder who was responsible.
An Qien said: "Grandma, grandson's daughter-in-law was almost bitten by a snake last night. The five-step snake was also on granddaughter-in-law's bed."
Mrs. Qiao was shocked and said in disbelief: "Is there anyone else who wants to harm you?"
What she said seemed to mean that An Qi'en was harming others.
Mrs. Qiao realized that her words were inappropriate, changed the topic and asked, "Who do you think it is?"
If there is no evidence, An Qi'en will not say anything even if there is a suspect.
"There are many people in this house, and my granddaughter-in-law doesn't know who it is. This snake is poisonous. The person who released the snake wanted to kill Qingcui and me, and he was extremely vicious."
Mrs. Qiao frowned and guessed: "Could it be Liang Wanru? You kicked Mrs. Liang out of the Marquis Mansion. Is it possible that she has a grudge?"
An Qi'en thought thoughtfully, maybe it was possible.
Mother Wu, who was waiting for Mrs. Qiao, said: "Liang has rented a private house and is still in Beijing and has not returned to her hometown. The old slave has been sending people to keep an eye on her. She has not seen any movement in the past few days."
Mrs. Qiao warned: "We must check it carefully. We can't let this dirty thing harm the Hou Mansion. The child is a boy, and he is only a little bit away from landing!"
Speaking of the child, Mrs. Qiao couldn't help crying again.
Mother Wu leaned over and wiped the old lady's tears: "Don't be too sad."
An Qien said respectfully: "My granddaughter-in-law will find out about this matter."
After saying this, she withdrew.
A servant of An Mansion sent a letter. As soon as he returned to Qiushui Residence, An Qien opened it and read it.
The letter was written by An Shian. In addition to asking her to go back to her parents' house to get together, it also told her something important. Lu Bochu had a younger sister who had leg problems since she was born. Although walking with a limp was not harmful to her life, Affect the appearance.
This sister is also the princess, and An Shi Anxinli wanted her to try showing Lu Bochu's sister's legs.
After An Qi'en pulled Qiao Jianghong out of the dead, he became known as the Little Medical Saint.
But she hides her clumsiness in front of others and only says that she knows a little bit. Lu Bochu has helped her, and she and her brother are close friends, so An Qi'en naturally wants to help her.
"Prepare rice paper, pen and ink."
Qingbi immediately went to polish the ink, An Qi'en walked to the desk, Bai Lu laid out the rice paper, and An Qi'en picked up the pen and answered the letter.
After writing it, she sealed it and gave it to Bai Lu to send out.
Brother An did not say in the letter when Lu Bochu would bring his sister to An's house, so she would wait for notification.
For several days, she stayed in her room reading books about leg diseases.
It's the beginning of spring, and the weather isn't that cold anymore.
Mrs. Qiao was still depressed after half a month because of Qing Cui's loss of her child.
Shen Shuli made some folk herbal medicines to nourish the body, carefully prepared the medicine and served it every day.
After Mrs. Qiao drank her herbal medicine, she was indeed more energetic.
She had been serving her for seven days in a row. When Mrs. Qiao saw how much she had changed and how filial she was, she was no longer worried about the trouble she had caused before.
After Mrs. Qiao could get out of bed, Shen Shuli helped her to get some air in the house.
Seeing the green plants in Gu Mu Fengchun's yard gradually sprouting buds, Mrs. Qiao couldn't help but feel melancholy and sad: "It's such a pity for the child Qing Cui. If she had persevered, maybe the child would not have died."
Shen Shuli gave a gentle smile and comforted her: "Old madam, don't think about this sad thing. When the prince is young, there will be many children in the Hou Mansion."
Mrs. Qiao sighed softly: "Your child, the green child, didn't survive. Who is so cruel!"
Shen Shuli glanced at Mrs. Qiao's melancholy and sullen face with a slight squint in her eyes, and deliberately said cryptically: "I am also very sad. It doesn't matter that my child is young, but my sister's child is full-term and can survive." The child who came down, if Madam hadn’t insisted on protecting her sister, would have survived.”
"As for the poor concubine, the poor concubine would rather die to save her child. If she insisted on saving her child, the child would definitely survive."
