Reborn as the crippled king's favorite

Murong Jiu took a deep breath.

Do your best, listen to destiny.

She could only gamble on God's will.

Jun Yuyan asked, and all the guards stood up and were willing to give Divine Miao blood.

There are people around who are also willing to cut their blood to save others.

But Murong Jiu didn't use them. She didn't know the physical condition of the people, but the physical conditions of the guards in the mansion were all very good. The old master, the old man, would check the pulse of everyone in the mansion, from the prince to the prince, when he had nothing to do. The little sweeping slave has all passed through the hands of the master.

Her heart was pounding with nervousness, but she still calmed down and selected five guards to stay.

"The rest of you should go out first. There are too many people and it will be more likely to cause wounds to become infected and inflamed."

Opening up the abdomen and chest is extremely dangerous. Master said that there are many diseases in the outside world, and there are also diseases that cannot be seen in the air.

Just like wind-chill disease, it is easy to spread from person to person.

The human body is in a very clean state. Once it is opened and invisible things enter, it will cause inflammation. Even if it is saved, you may die from other problems.

But there's nothing they can do about it, because they can't cut off the air and can only try to keep the surroundings clean.

Divine Doctor Zhai used a fire-burning knife. He raised and lowered the knife with quick and steady movements.

Blood spurted out, and Miracle Doctor Miao suddenly woke up.

He squeezed Divine Doctor Zhai's hand tightly.

"Brother, I'm here to save you, please cooperate."

"Dad, Uncle Zhai is saving you!" Miao Wuxie said urgently.

Divine Doctor Miao's weak gaze turned around everyone's faces, and then he fell into a coma again, more like a flashback.

Miao Wuxie took off Divine Doctor Miao's hand with red eyes and pressed it tightly with both hands to prevent Divine Doctor Miao from struggling again.

"Girl, deliver blood!"

"Girl, get the gauze!"

"Girl, get the silver needle!"

"Girl, stitches!"

"Sweat!"

Divine Doctor Zhai's expression was serious and extremely serious. He seemed to be ten years younger, with his shoulders and spine straight, unlike the little old man who used to walk with his hands behind his back.

Fortunately, God Miao's wound was easy to sew and there were not so many delicate blood vessels. Otherwise, it would be difficult for God to save him.

After the suturing was completed, Murong Jiu handed the cooked soup to Miao Wuxie and asked him to find a way to feed it in.

This decoction must be fed for five consecutive days without stopping.

But the premise is that Doctor Miao can successfully wake up, otherwise, even if he does not die, he will still be a living dead.

In short, they have collected all the most precious medicinal materials in the capital. As long as Miracle Doctor Miao can wake up, there is a high chance that he can be rescued in the future.

"He was caught, and after being tortured, he confessed that it was the second prince who ordered him."

Jun Yuyan went back and talked to Murong Jiu when he came back.

Murong Jiu frowned and said: "It is indeed the second prince. His foot was cut off by Divine Doctor Miao. Only he would want to kill Divine Doctor Miao. Unfortunately, it is too late to find out now."

Jun Yuyan said: "It can only be said that he has to bear the consequences of what he has done. We save him only because he can save more people in the future."

"You're right." Murong Jiu agreed with his words.

In order to gain glory and wealth, Miracle Doctor Miao became the emperor's lackey. He released a poisonous snake and bit the second prince, and cut off the second prince's ankles with his own hands. This was the evil he had sown.

They took action to save the Miao miraculous doctor, and they were extremely benevolent.

As for whether he can survive, again, it depends on God's will.

That night, Doctor Miao had a high fever that would not go away.

Because Master stayed at the Civil Medical Bureau, Murong Jiu was worried about his health and stayed behind. But it was not her turn to do anything. With Miao Wuxie around, Miracle Doctor Miao was well taken care of.

She just grabbed some medicine and kept him awake for twelve hours.

After a tense night, at dawn, Doctor Miao's high fever finally subsided.

Murong Jiu narrowed his eyes when he woke up and saw his master still sitting beside Miracle Doctor Miao's bed, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

In fact, Master still cares about his senior brother, Divine Doctor Miao. Both of them were accepted as disciples by Master when they were very young. I believe that they should have been as close as brothers a long time ago, and then they gradually drifted apart and turned into enemies.

The master has no relatives and only has a disciple like her. How could he not value kinship?

In the past, Miracle Doctor Miao was unscrupulous, doing all kinds of bad things, and doing whatever it took to achieve his goals. But as he grew older, he suddenly realized that whether he was doing it for fame or profit, he had indeed saved many people, and he fulfilled this official position very responsibly.

Then he has merit.

Master didn't say anything, but he was actually very happy in his heart.

When he heard something happened to Miracle Doctor Miao, he was more anxious than anyone else.

Murong Jiu sincerely hoped that Doctor Miao could survive and that the two brothers could get back on good terms and benefit more people.

"Master, senior brother, you go and rest for a while, I will guard your senior uncle."

Divine Doctor Zhai stood up slowly. He had been in one position for too long and his feet were numb. Murong Jiu quickly helped him aside and massaged him to soothe him.

Seeing this, Miao Wuxie said warmly: "Uncle, please have a good rest. My father has passed the most dangerous period and will get better slowly. If anything happens, I will come back to you."

"No, you have to rest too. This can't be overcome in a day or two. The heart is the most important part of the human body, and there will be many opportunities for you to fulfill your filial piety in front of the bed."

"But, I want to wait for my dad to wake up."

"I will call you when uncle wakes up." Murong Jiu advised.

"I'll take care of my uncle. You all go and have a rest. I often take care of patients and have experience."

A voice came from outside. It was Cheng Pu who was carrying a medicine box.

He was newlywed, and his face was radiant.

"Miss, you should also go and have a rest. I will take care of Miracle Doctor Miao with your husband."

Chuntao is here too.

Murong Jiu gave her a long wedding vacation, and it wasn't time to come back yet.

But she would definitely not agree to the suggestion to go back. Murong Jiu smiled, patted Chuntao on the shoulder, and called Hongyi to go to bed first.

Everyone should be energetic and take turns taking care of the patients.

Xu Miao, the miracle doctor, had a strong will to survive. After being in coma for three days, at the dawn of dawn, the miracle doctor Miao opened his eyes.

The first thing he saw was Divine Doctor Zhai, his junior brother.

At the second glance, it was Miao Wuxie, Murong Jiu, Jun Yuyan and others.

"Forgetting your trouble."

He was still very weak and his voice was a little hoarse, but his throat did not feel uncomfortable or dry. This showed that someone had been feeding him water and medicine while he was in coma.

"Just wake up and rest in peace."

Divine Doctor Zhai took a long breath, stood up, and walked out.

Murong Jiu glanced at Miracle Doctor Miao and followed his master out.

As soon as he went out, he saw his old man's eyes were red.

"Girl, let me show you the old man's joke."

Murong Jiu took out a handkerchief and said gently: "How could it be possible, Master? You are called sensual."

"If he had been completely bad, I wouldn't have collected his body after he died, but who could make him better?"