Chapter 937 You Said, Will He Die Like This?

"The doctors of Baicao Valley are well-known and have high medical skills. They have always been highly valued by the dignitaries of various countries. The selection of imperial physicians in the imperial palaces is also mostly selected from Baicao Valley. Your mother is because she is outstanding in medical treatment, so she was arrested at the age of twelve. Choose Nanling Imperial Palace to recuperate the late emperor's body."

"Unfortunately, no one thought that she would end up falling in love with the late emperor who was ten years older than her, and gave birth to you with the late emperor. Not only did she violate the family rule that women in Baicao Valley should not have anything to do with the royal family, but also attracted The jealousy of the former emperor's concubine brought disaster to Baicao Valley!"

When Xue Zhong said this, his emotions became agitated, his energy was low, and he needed to breathe heavily between speeches.

"More than 300 people in my Baicao Valley were brutally killed by the Nanling royal family because of your mother's willfulness! Exterminate the family! I have advised her many times, if she hadn't turned a deaf ear, how could my Baicao Valley have fallen like this Tiandi! I hate! I hate her, I hate the royal family, and I hate you, a bastard!"

He looked at Feng Qingbai, the hatred in his cloudy eyes was turbulent.

Feng Qingbai sat there and listened quietly, without saying a word, and without any expression on his face.

There was no reaction to Xue Zhong's hatred.

"Why do you think she took you to escape from the palace? Because she couldn't pass the test in her heart! It was she who was so tired that my Baicao Valley was exterminated! If she continued to stay with the late emperor, how would she face my more than 300 people in Baicao Valley?" A wronged soul! Hahaha!"

"This is what you want to tell me, all the secrets?" Amidst his wild laughter, Feng Qingbai asked lightly, "Is it finished?"

Xue Zhong suppressed his smile, looked at Feng Qingbai deeply, "Don't you believe it?"

"Don't you think this king is easy to fool?" Standing up, Feng Qingbai looked down at the person lying on the ground, "Xue Zhong, you are still playing tricks with this king at this time, it seems that you are not very serious about your situation. Worry."

After a pause, Feng Qingbai raised the corners of his lips, "You know that this king will not kill you, so you are so unscrupulous? I will not kill you, and I will not keep you in this prison anymore. You can leave at any time, but what Dongyue and Beicang will do to you is beyond my control."

Looking at each other, Xue Zhong laughed again, "You're right, I know you won't kill me, and I also know that if Dongyue and Beicang really want to do something to me, you will never stand idly by, because Xue Qinglian Still there!"

The face of the condescending person was somber, seeing this, Xue Zhong laughed even more wildly.

"For more than a month, you have repeatedly used severe punishments on me. You want to confuse my vision and make me think that Xue Qinglian is dead. I have no bargaining chips. I can't hold you back. Every time you use torture, you don't hold back. , induced me to be suspicious and think in that direction, so that I was almost confused by you. Almost, hahaha! Xue Qinglian must have told you, he must have been bewitched."

Feng Qingbai slowly sat down again, looked at the man who was laughing, "So what?"

"So your threats just now are all fake. You won't let me go, but you won't kill me either. You just want to get information from me!" The smile on Xue Zhong's face turned weird, and his cloudy eyes suddenly An inexplicable light flashed, "I can't lie to you, and you can't lie to me, my chips are still there!"

After finishing speaking, Xue Zhong suddenly patted his heart hard with one hand, and when Feng Qingbai wanted to stop it, it was too late, so he rushed to break off his hand, and a crown and horizontal hairpin had already been inserted into the heart.

Almost no roots.

Xue Zhong was still laughing, his eyes fixed on Feng Qingbai, and when he grinned, blood spilled out.

"You say, in this way, will he die? Hahaha!"

Looking at the man who was still laughing wildly, Feng Qingbai's eyes were so cold that he could almost freeze people.

"Come on! Take him to the palace immediately!"

There was a moment of turmoil in the prison.

No one thought that Xue Zhong would commit suicide. Looking at the horizontal hairpin on his heart, the prison guards kept silent and dared not speak. Can people still live if they hurt there?

Even if it is sent to the Nanling Palace now, it will not help.

No one in the capital knows the name of Princess Nanling's miraculous doctor. However, although a miraculous doctor has the word "divine", it is not a god after all, and it is impossible to bring people back from the dead.

The prince's order, I'm afraid it's because he was in a hurry to go to the doctor.

Thinking it was the same thing in his heart, he didn't dare to be negligent in his actions, and quickly lifted him out of the prison and went straight to the Nanling Palace.

Feng Qingbai walked at the end, and before leaving the cell, he turned his head and looked into the innermost part of the prison, his eyes were unfathomable.

On the other side of the palace, the door of the operating room was still closed, and there was no movement from inside.

Qian Wanjin and Shi Xianrou still guarded the door, like two door gods protecting the law.

When they saw a group of people in the gatehouse wearing jailer uniforms rushing here carrying a stretcher, they looked at each other and greeted them.

On the stretcher, the person lying down was bloodstained all over his face, disheveled and ragged, dirty, embarrassing and oozing.

"Xue Zhong?" Qian Wanjin looked at the unconscious man and sneered, not surprised at all.

"Carry him to the next room." Shi Xianrou became even more calm, and ordered Xue Zhong to be placed in the next room in the other courtyard. He didn't ask any more questions about why Xue Zhong behaved like this, and why he brought him to the palace.

Both of them were so calm that the jailer felt abnormal.

It's just that the jailer's status is low, and he can only hide his doubts, so he dares not ask.

After putting the person down, he left.

Finally, Feng Qingbai slowly appeared at the gate of the other courtyard, unhurried and calm.

As soon as Qian Wanjin saw him, the corner of his mouth curled up, "It's a plan, it's all within your expectations."

Ignoring the man's harsh words, Feng Qingbai walked to the operating room, without even knocking on the door, pushed the door open and walked in.

But there was no scene where the operation should have been performed. The chief surgeon, Liu Yusheng, and her four assistants were sitting at the square table in the room, drinking tea happily!

And Qinglian, who was scheduled to have the last operation today, was lying on the bed and sleeping soundly, with no trace of surgery at all.

"Shengsheng, go and have a look, in case he is really dead." Looking at the bed, Feng Qingbai said softly.

If Xue Zhongzhen died, Xue Qinglian would be buried with him.

Then Xue Qinglian vomited to death.

"I can't die," Liu Yusheng got up, picked up the small medical box on the side, and walked to the next room, with disapproval on his face, "Qinglian said that Xue Zhong's heart is different from ordinary people, it grows on the right side, and he stabbed more in the left heart Two knives, you can't die easily."

"Excessive blood loss will also kill people, Fu Nannan, don't take it so lightly, if he really dies, I will die too." The person who seemed to be asleep on the bed said.

Liu Yusheng walked out of the door, looked at Xue Qinglian, her eyes dimmed.

This guy is afraid that he is sad, but he still pretends to be nonchalant and doesn't care.

With this appearance, no one can bear to expose him.

His own uncle, in order to achieve his goal, really wanted his life.

So what is the dependence on each other in the past?