After exchanging a few words with the coachman, Xia Tan'er turned around and walked to Dong Lingjiu's carriage.
Shaoqing, who was standing by, took a step forward and saluted Xia Tan'er.
Xia Tan'er couldn't help but sigh that Shaoqing was really brilliant in martial arts.
In the blink of an eye, it can quietly emerge from the corner.
If this were left to the present day, he would definitely be a good candidate for becoming a spy.
"Please also ask the miracle doctor to get in the car. Uncle Nine Emperors is waiting for the miracle doctor in the car."
Xia Tan'er nodded towards Shaoqing.
Only then did he get on the carriage.
Then he opened the door curtain.
But he saw Dong Lingjiu leaning against the wall behind him with his eyes closed.
The weak candlelight on the tea table clearly illuminated the sweat on Dong Lingjiu's forehead.
His forehead was furrowed.
He seemed to be enduring some great pain.
Seeing this, Xia Tan'er couldn't help but ask.
"Uncle Nine Emperors? What's wrong with you?"
It's so strange...
Isn’t Uncle Nine Emperors the God of War? His martial arts skills should be very high.
Why didn't you even hear the sound of her getting into the carriage?
In the past, although she pretended not to care at all, she knew that Dong Lingjiu was paying attention to her actions.
Xia Tan'er just finished speaking.
Dong Lingjiu slowly opened his eyes and looked at Xia Tan'er.
At this moment, Xia Tan'er discovered.
Dong Lingjiu's face was so pale that there was no trace of blood.
"You are hurt?"
Dong Lingjiu did not answer Xia Tan'er's words.
He slowly raised his hand, clenched it into a fist and knocked lightly on the wall of the carriage.
After a while, the riding crop fell and the sound was heard in the endless night.
The wheels slowly started to move.
Drive all the way to Jiuwang Mansion.
"Uncle Nine Emperors?"
Seeing that Dong Lingjiu didn't answer him.
Xia Tan'er asked again.
But Donglingjiu remained silent.
But he closed his eyes again, held his head high, and frowned suddenly.
I couldn't help but gasp.
Dong Lingjiu's look clearly showed that he was enduring pain.
Xia Tan'er was extremely worried, and regardless of the etiquette and laws, she hurried forward, opened the smart medical bag, and checked Aventurine Nine.
"Chest injury? Bleeding won't stop!"
The diagnosis results of the smart medical kit rang loudly in Xia Tan'er's brain.
Xia Tan'er rushed forward anxiously, grabbed Dong Lingjiu's collar and tore it open with all her strength.
On the smooth chest muscles, the ferocious wounds continued to ooze blood, and the rotten flesh at the incision turned black.
It was obviously poisoned.
However, in the next second, Dong Lingjiu fell straight onto Xia Tan'er's shoulders.
"Uncle Nine Emperors, Uncle Nine Emperors!"
"Young Master!"
"Miracle doctor, what's wrong?"
Shaoqing opened the curtain and looked inside.
But I didn't expect to see such a scene that was inappropriate for children.
He hurriedly apologized and was about to lower the car curtain.
But he was stopped again by Xia Tan'er.
"Uncle Nine Emperors is injured. Quickly, go to Song Lingcheng's house. The Song Mansion has medicine that can cure Uncle Nine Emperors."
"yes!"
Even in such an emergency.
Xia Tan'er always retains a trace of reason.
If he takes action now, he will indeed save Dong Lingjiu's life in time.
But Dong Lingjiu is not easy to fool. If asked later, how can she give a flawless answer.
Everyone is self-protective, especially now. Xia Tan'er doesn't have deep feelings for Dong Lingjiu yet.
Therefore, under the pretext of returning to Song Mansion, we first carried out rescue operations in the car.
In this way, when the time comes, there will be an explanation.
The carriage gradually accelerated under Xia Tan'er's urging.
While the coachman and Shaoqing were all focused on the road.
Xia Tan'er hurriedly took out the gauze from the smart medical bag.
Pushing aside the tea table, there was room in the carriage aisle.
She helped Dong Lingjiu lie down, then straddled him, pulled open Dong Lingjiu's clothes, and tightly covered the wound with the gauze.
When in doubt about the poison, the most important thing to do is to stop the bleeding first.
Compression to stop bleeding is the best way.
"I don't know which bastard actually injured Uncle Nine Emperors so badly!"
"If I knew who did it, I would make it difficult for him."
Perhaps it was because Dong Lingjiu had saved her life and protected her.
Xia Tan'er, who has always been untainted by worldly emotions, cursed Dong Lingjiu for the first time.
With just one look, she could tell that the wound on Dong Lingjiu's chest was several days old.
I'm afraid Dong Lingjiu has not received any medical treatment in the past few days.
No……
Perhaps there is no cure.
However.
The scene of Dong Lingjiu suddenly falling from the sky to protect her when she was in the palace came to mind again.
Xia Tan'er's heart trembled slightly.
The man in front of her actually risked his own life to protect her.
Even though he was injured like this, he could still get up, pretending to be nonchalant, and stood outside for an hour while she was undergoing surgery.
Xia Tan'er was so soft-hearted.
"Uncle Nine Emperors, just hold on a little longer, we'll be there soon."
Xia Tan'er is not good at detoxification.
But at least she could suture the wound and save Dong Lingjiu's life.
"Shaoqing, hurry up, drive faster."
"The miracle doctor is already the fastest!"
"Damn it!"
The gauze under the palm has already been stained with blood, and the blood will continue to flow out no matter what.
Xia Tan'er was extremely anxious, but there was nothing she could do.
"Uncle Nine Emperors, you must hold on."
Dong Lingjiu was unable to answer Xia Tan'er's words.
He only felt that everything in front of him was covered with a thick layer of fog.
Only by ear.
Xia Tan'er's voice kept ringing.
He used all his strength to try to wake himself up.
But the more this happened, the strength in his body gradually drained away.
The carriage suddenly staggered.
Dong Lingjiu trembled and fainted completely.
"Damn it."
Xia Tan'er, seeing that something was wrong, covered the wound with her left hand and placed her right hand on Dong Lingjiu's carotid artery.
"What's wrong, I can't touch the carotid artery pulse."
The speed of life and death, the situation is urgent.
Xia Tan'er took out a bandage from the smart medical bag, passed it under Dong Lingjiu's body, and tied it to the wound to fix it.
Then, another tube of adrenaline was taken and inserted into Dong Lingjiu's heart.
As the liquid input is completed.
Xia Tan'er threw the needle aside.
He folded his hands and pressed them on Dong Lingjiu's chest.
"Uncle Nine Emperors, Uncle Nine Emperors, wake up quickly, wake up quickly."
Press again and again.
Seventy, eighty, ninety.
Xia Tan'er counted silently in her heart,
After counting to ten times, he pinched Dong Lingjiu's nose, opened his thin lips, kissed him immediately, and performed artificial respiration.
Repeatedly.
All the way to the Song Mansion.
Dong Lingjiu finally lived up to Xia Tan'er's efforts and opened his eyes again.
Xia Tan'er really tried her best.
Because of the constant cardiopulmonary resuscitation.
His whole body was already soaked with sweat.
She was panting heavily, her hands hanging limply by her side.
But there was a happy smile on his face.
"Great, Uncle Nine Emperors, you finally woke up!"
