Rebirth from the end of the world to the Qing Dynasty

Chapter 302

Wu Yashi was really too ruthless, or he didn't want to offend Li Shuhan or Ulanara.

How could Wu Yashi not treasure the baby in her womb?

Before he was cruel to himself, he had already sent someone to Wulanara to report the news. Knowing that he was unwell, he was going to ask the imperial doctor.

Wu Yashi's small calculations are very loud in his heart, how can he really do this kind of cruelty to himself?

But in the end it is too high to look at Ulanara, who is playing leisurely over there, and does not plan to go to other palaces to ask the imperial doctor to see him.

When Yinzhen came over, got angry, and started to ask questions, Ulanara was still playing in this room leisurely.

It's also strange that Wu Yashi doesn't know how to be a person on weekdays, but no one came to see such a big matter, and everyone avoided Wu Yashi.

Wu Yashi woke up, she was woken up by the pain, a sharp pain rose spontaneously, stimulating her nerves.

Wu Yashi's stomach seemed to be pierced by ten thousand scorching sharp knives, and a heart-wrenching pain spread all over her body.

Wave after wave of pain rushed towards her like the tide of the Qiantang River, wave after wave.

But the people around were only glad that Wu Ya finally woke up.

At that moment, Cai'er even chanted and cried, "My miserable little master, you finally woke up, but you made this servant so worried!"

"Everyone outside looks down on the little master! I went to report the news, but I was stopped by that servant who looked down on me!"

"Fortunately, I came back in time without any accidents. Seeing that the master is safe and sound, this slave has finally let go of the hanging stone in his heart!"

Seeing that she woke up, Cai'er suddenly gave Fian Fujin a wink, realizing that she blamed all the faults on Fian Fujin.

Yinzhen frowned, but didn't say anything. He stepped forward and asked, "Does your stomach hurt? If you endure this any longer, the imperial doctor will be here soon!"

Although the face is calm, this is the calm before the mountain rain is about to come. There is already a fire in the stomach, and I don't know where it went.

Yinzhen just asked the people around him to go again, but after so long, no one came back.

Wu Yashi's situation is really not good, she got up in the morning and put on a beautiful makeup, but who would have thought that the makeup has already been taken off by now.

Makeup and sweat mixed on the face, it is really not beautiful, and there is an indescribable smell.

Wu Ya's face was extremely pale, and she cried out in a crying voice: "Master! My stomach hurts, it really hurts! Is our child okay?"

Yinzhen held Wu Yashi's hand tightly and comforted him: "Don't worry, I'm here, and the imperial doctor will come right away! Nothing can happen to me here!"

Wu Yashi also firmly grasped Yinzhen's palm and crushed it with all his strength, as if wanting to convey the pain on his body and let the other party feel it.

"Is our child really going to be okay? My child! My child..."

"Don't worry, I will ask the best imperial physician in the palace to show you! Just hold on, and I'll be there soon!"

Yinzhen could also feel a little bit of pain, but at the same time, he knew clearly that compared with the pain Wu Yashi was facing, it was just a drop in the bucket.

Wu Yashi slowly closed his eyes, and suddenly Yinzhen felt a throbbing in his heart when he looked at it.

As if this person was about to die in front of him, it always felt sudden, but it was like a nail nailed into Yinzhen's heart, his whole chest was stuffy, and he didn't know what to do.

Wu Yashi's condition is getting worse and worse, and the lower body is bleeding violently.

At this moment, Yinzhen was so anxious that he wanted to beat someone, but at the last moment, the imperial physician rushed over.

Yinzhen hurriedly dragged the old man to the bed: "Show me!"

The imperial doctor frowned and looked at the blood in this room: "Thank you, Fourth Master! Drive everyone out of this room! The officer must stop the bleeding of this lady first, there is too much bleeding!"

Yinzhen followed suit and drove out everyone in the room, leaving only one or two waiters.

Wu Ya's situation is really critical, the blood covered the bed sheet, the imperial doctor shook his head when he saw this situation.

Cai'er's heart was hanging in her throat, she was afraid that the imperial doctor would say that her master was dying.

However, the imperial physician still had a brush, so he took out dozens of silver needles from the large box carried on his back.

Steadily pricked these long and thin silver needles on Wu Yashi's body, after a while it was visible to the naked eye, and the bleeding stopped.

But the situation was still urgent, and the imperial doctor came out with serious eyes.

"This lady has lost too much blood! Xiaguan has already done everything that can be done! Whether you can survive it depends on the fortune of this lady!"

Yinzhen stood numbly on the spot for a while, the imperial doctor meant that Wu Yashi might not be able to hold on.

At the critical moment, Niu Hulu, the melon-eating crowd, rushed over.

Niu Hulu gave a salute to Yinzhen, and Yinzhen didn't have time to pay attention to Niu Hulu at this moment.

The people below are busy decocting medicine, making some qi and blood for Wu Yashi to drink, can they regain their vitality.

Lian'er also rushed over, stopped a servant, and asked about the situation inside, and the maid also told the truth.

In an instant, Lian'er seemed happy and sad, but in a blink of an eye, her eyes became teary again.

Lian Er held a handkerchief, pretending to wipe the tears on her face, and kept looking into the room.

"Poor sister, I have suffered this crime twice in a row! Sister, I really feel bad for seeing this in my heart!"

The maid who was stopped, seeing the sincerity of the master's face, couldn't help but comfort her: "Little Master Lian, please relax! Master is a lucky man with his own face!"

Lian'er rolled her eyes, she wiped her tears with a handkerchief, but she was actually covering up the bright smile on her face.

Lian'er was really happy in her heart, it seemed that the money was well spent, and probably not many people knew that she had served Wu Ya's.

Shuhan also broadcast the received situation in real time, and Gu Han said: "It seems that Wu Ya's family is really not cheating at all! The master is guarding in front of Wu Ya's master's bed!"

"If such a big fight is true and false, then it really shouldn't be! I heard that the situation is very critical and hemorrhages!"

Immediately, the last sentence was whispered: "The news I heard from the servant is that if you can't stop, you may have two lives in one child!"

Hearing this news, Lin Lang also gradually panicked and became a little uneasy.

"Master! If something really happened to Master Wuya! Will it really be our fault? After all..."

When Lin Que heard this, she looked like she was crying again. Lin Que was really scared, because she had caused an innocent trouble to her master.

Shuhan interrupted their random guesses with this duck voice: "What are you all worrying about!"

"Now the token to enter the palace to invite the imperial physician is not with us! Even if we come to look for us, what can we do?"

"I'm not an imperial doctor, so it would be nice if I could go to Wu Ya's family? No matter how we settle this account, we can't count it on us!"

Gu Han nodded: "My master is right! But I don't know why this time, Master Wu Ya, what happened?"

Shuhan didn't think of anything, and thought it was just a sudden accident.

It never occurred to her that it was only because Ulanara was worried that Yinzhen would spend the night at Shuhan's place, so she was recruited away.

Ulanara thought that Wuya was just pretending, how could he have expected such a big commotion?

　Yinzhen is really pitiful. Historically, Yinzhen had only three grown-up children.

　　Hongshi, Hongli, Hongzhou.

　　There is also a biological son, Hongzhan, but he is no longer Yinzhen's son after being adopted under someone else's name.

　　The historical Ulanala family gave birth to a son, Hongpan.

　　
　　
　
(End of this chapter)