Zhou Nan was poisoned. Although he cut off one of his arms, there was still residual poison. Coupled with the injuries on his body, he temporarily passed out.

The doctor was quickly brought and treated Zhou Nan at the bedside.

Shen Qingjia stood by anxiously.

Seeing her holding the bloody arm, Caihuan couldn't bear to say: "Miss, hold it for me!"

Shen Qingjia subconsciously pushed Caihuan away and protected Zhou Nan's arm, as if she was afraid of getting bumped.

Master Shen and Mrs. Shen sighed worriedly when they saw their daughter's adopted son in such a state. Who did they recruit into the house? Disasters have been happening lately.

As soon as the doctor finished the diagnosis, Shen Qingjia hurriedly ran to ask: "Doctor! How is he?"

Doctor Xie said: "The bleeding has stopped. Fortunately, he cut off his arm and the poison did not enter his lungs. I have to perform acupuncture immediately to remove the remaining poison."

Shen Qingjia was slightly relieved when he heard this, but his heart felt tight and uncomfortable.

She asked again: "Doctor Xie, can his arm be reattached?"

Doctor Xie paused in the movement of placing the needle in his hand, glanced at the thing in Shen Qingjia's hand, shook his head and said, "Let's wait until I apply the needle first! The most important thing now is the poison on his body."

Dr. Xie had repaired broken arms several times, but he had only succeeded once, so he was not very sure. Moreover, there was toxin on the arm.

When Shen Qingjia heard this, her heart tightened and she said blankly: "Yes, the most important thing now is Zhou Nan."

As long as she lives well, that's fine.

But suddenly there was a pain in my heart.

Zhou Nan lost his arm, how could he survive like this?

Shen Qingjia felt that all this was his fault. Those people were here for him. If he had gone out earlier, Zhou Nan would not have protected him from being so seriously injured.

After all, I am the one who is going to die, so what’s the difference if I die early or later?

Thinking like this, Shen Qingjia felt more and more guilty.

She looked at Zhou Nan, who was frowning on the bed, feeling extremely distressed.

Half an hour later, Doctor Xie finished the injection, and Zhou Nan's forehead was covered with sweat.

Doctor Xie said: "My life is saved, but I may fall asleep for a day or two. I will prescribe a prescription. You must give him medicine and food on time and tell him to eat it."

Shen Qingjia nodded: "We know."

After saying that, she looked at Dr. Xie again: "Then his hands..."

Doctor Xie stretched out his hand to take what was in Shen Qingjia's hand.

Shen Qingjia subconsciously took a step back.

Doctor Xie said, "Show it to me."

Shen Qingjia nodded and handed it over.

Doctor Xie took it and checked it, and found that it was soaked with poison, and it was a poison that could be easily resolved.

Doctor Xie shook his head and sighed: "There is no other way! I can barely reattach this broken arm, but it will take some time to resolve the poison. By then, the best time to reattach the arm will be missed, and I may be injured if I try to reattach it!" "

When Shen Qingjia heard this ending, her heart hurt even more.

Seeing her pale face, and remembering that she didn't have much time to live, Dr. Xie couldn't help but feel some sympathy in his heart, and he comforted her: "Miss Shen, please be more liberal. After all, she can be saved!"

Seeing that something was wrong with her daughter, Mrs. Shen came over to support her and said, "Yes, I have saved my name after all. Don't be sad, Jia'er."

Shen Qingjia nodded, forced a smile to Mr. Shen and Mrs. Shen, and said: "Father, mother, don't worry, I'm fine, Zhou Nan is fine too, you go back and rest quickly, Caihuan and I will just take care of Zhou Nan." .”

Mr. Shen and Mrs. Shen couldn't rest assured seeing the two of them like this.

But the daughter insisted, and they left anyway. Before leaving, they arranged a lot of people in her hospital before leaving reluctantly.

After the person left, Shen Qingjia sat beside Zhou Nan's bed and watched over him, holding his only left hand, with a melancholy look on his face.

Caihuan was worried about her and hurriedly advised: "Miss, you go and have a rest, let me take care of Zhou Nan."

Shen Qingjiao shook his head: "I want to see him wake up before I feel relieved." "But your body can't bear it!"

No matter how Cai Huan tried to persuade her, Shen Qingjia refused to listen at all.

Seeing the young lady like this, Caihuan could only sigh helplessly. If the young lady didn't leave, she would stay by the side.

……

As dawn approaches, the city gates open one by one, and people leaving the city are already queuing up.

A low-key carriage stopped, but it didn't attract much attention.

But when they reached the checkpoint, a man who looked like a domestic servant hurried over and blended into the team.

The servant slowly approached the carriage, stopped outside the window, and said in a low voice: "Sir, the operation failed."

The people in the carriage took a deep breath and seemed very dissatisfied.

People inside asked: "How did you fail?"

The servant replied: "There was a very powerful young man who held us back, but he was injured by our poison. Although he cut off one of his arms, he was still seriously injured!"

"He lost his hand?" The tone of the person inside couldn't help but rise a little.

"Yes!"

After a long time, the person inside said: "Tonight, take advantage of the unpreparedness and continue to act. I will wait outside the city and bring people with me!"

"But Master, this is very dangerous!" the servant advised.

The person in the carriage said calmly: "I'm not afraid of danger, are you still afraid?"

"By the way, if you have the chance, kill the man with the severed hand!"

The servant couldn't understand why the young master valued that person, but when he saw that he was about to reach the checkpoint, he immediately responded: "Yes!"

After saying this, the servant quietly retreated and dispersed from the team, and the carriage slowly drove out of the capital.

……

Shen Qingjia waited until dawn, and Zhou Nan didn't wake up. Her body couldn't bear it. After all, she had been drowsy recently and had not slept well all night.

Caihuan looked at her sadly and pulled her up: "Miss! You must rest. If Zhou Nan wakes up and sees you in such bad condition, he will definitely feel distressed!"

Shen Qingjia was only thinking about Zhou Nan's safety now, but Caihuan was right. Now was not the time to be emotional. If he fell, Zhou Nan's desperate efforts to protect him last night would be in vain.

Shen Qingjia held back and said, "He should be hungry. Go bring some porridge. It should be thinner! Also, is the medicine ready? I'll feed him the medicine and then go to rest."

Caihuan nodded immediately: "Okay."

Caihuan immediately went to bring porridge and medicine. People outside had already prepared them.

Shen Qingjia brought the porridge and hurriedly fed Zhou Nan to drink it.

But people who are unconscious cannot drink.

Helpless, Shen Qingjia had no choice but to call Caihuan: "Hel him up, be careful, don't touch his wounds."

"Okay!" Caihuan nodded and went to help Zhou Nan.

Immediately, Shen Qingjia continued to feed him porridge.

Still can't drink it, I vomit a little bit.

Shen Qingjia was a little anxious: "Zhou Nan, please drink more!"

Zhou Nan was unconscious and couldn't hear her.

Helpless, Shen Qingjia's heart skipped a beat, and she raised her hand to grab Zhou Nan's chin and pry Zhou Nan's mouth open.


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