Chapter 894
The emperor made a special decree that Prince Chen could not be cured, so they came to see him. They wished they could fly over with wings, and every second counted.
Unexpectedly, he ran into Qian Duoduo, who was squawking, and was circling around like a mad cow who had taken the wrong medicine.
However, they didn't dare to complain, they could only comfort in a good voice: "Miss Qian, please don't worry, my minister will treat you immediately."
However, Qian Duoduo jumped twice and stopped the imperial physician.
"Have you washed your hands, disinfected them, carried germs with you? Is the treatment equipment you used for Shishi a one-off? He has already been injured and poisoned. You can't infect him with any messy germs anymore. Ah, Shisi's fragile body can't stand this kind of torture!"
The most important thing in modern medical care is hygiene and safety. Don't let the wound heal and get another cross-infection.
Several imperial doctors cried anxiously.
Now it's their fragile old hearts that can't stand Qian Duoduo's torment anymore.
If she continues to be bombarded like this, then Long Muchen will die.
On the soft couch, Long Muchen's handsome face had already turned pale, and his lips had also turned purple.
But with a smile on his face, he listened to Qian Duoduo's constant nagging.
That's fine, when the poisonous gas penetrates deep into the internal organs, those imperial physicians can go back and return to their lives.
There is no need to toss yourself.
Only by making the empress and the eldest prince think that they and the third child were poisoned and died, will they become more unscrupulous.
Therefore, Long Muchen did not interrupt Qian Duoduo's wonderful one-man show.
However, the little maid next to her couldn't stand it any longer.
"Miss Qian, now you are our backbone and the spiritual pillar of our master. You can't be messed up, you must hold on."
Qian Duoduo clenched her fists and cheered herself up: "Yes, I will hold on, I will hold on!"
In the next second, his eyes drooped, and he began to circle in circles again, stomping his feet like he was suffering from mad cow disease, and stars burst out from his eyes.
The imperial physician sighed helplessly, it seemed that not only Chen Wang was seriously ill, Qian Duoduo was also seriously ill.
They walked to the soft couch, carefully checked the wound, felt the pulse, and applied medicine.
Everyone's expressions were serious and tense.
The last elderly doctor's expression tightened suddenly, and he knelt on the ground and kowtowed: "Forgive me, King Chen, according to my observation, the poison on your shoulder is the poison of Miaojiang, which is extremely poisonous. , It can be said that you died with a bang, if it weren't for the deep inner strength of King Chen, you might have—"
The imperial doctor said it tactfully, but everyone present knew what he said in the end.
The sounds of tense heartbeats and even breathing of dozens of people were exceptionally clear in the quiet and treacherous atmosphere.
Could it be that their heroic Prince Chen died so young, God is really jealous of talents!
A few little servants touched their tears, and even the housekeeper twitched a few times.
Qian Duoduo listened to the imperial physician's words, but like a bolt from the blue, she was stunned.
After being dazed for a long time, he lowered his head to look at the layer of black blood on Long Muchen's shoulder.
Immediately, I couldn't control my emotions, and tears fell down.
Long Muchen was most afraid of Qian Duoduo crying, and it poured into his heart, like a thorn in his heart.
Almost rolled off the bed and knelt down for her.
But now in front of so many people, it's hard to explain to her.