Princess Consort Is No Pushover

Soon, he called Feng'er and the three maids over. The three maids were in charge of doing chores in the outer courtyard, keeping an eye on the outer courtyard and preventing idlers from entering, while Feng'er went into the inner hall to help.

The steward sent another group of people into the palace to report, such a big matter must be reported to the emperor in time.

At this time, Mo Li, Mo Zhu and Jiu Er also rushed back to the palace.

They were originally riding home normally, but when they walked halfway, they saw several corpses lying on the ground. banner.

The three of them became anxious immediately, guessing that the prince was assassinated, they hurried back along the rut of the carriage.

When they arrived at the gate of the palace, they heard that the prince and concubine were assassinated, and the prince was seriously injured, so they rushed to Xingchen Pavilion.

As soon as the three of them walked in, they looked at Jiu'er anxiously, "How are the prince and princess? I heard that the prince passed out?"

"The princess is fine. The prince was stabbed with a bloody hole in his back by the assassin. He lost a lot of blood. Now the princess is saving him." Jiu'er said.

Mo Li immediately clenched his fists, with a look of anger on his face, "Did the princess say who stabbed the prince? I want to avenge the prince."

"It seems to be called Shengling Palace." Jiu'er said.

"Sheng Ling Palace? Alright, when the prince wakes up, I will personally settle accounts with them and end their lair." Mo Li said angrily.

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At this time, in the sleeping hall, Yun Ruoyue had already taken the scissors and cut off the clothes on Chu Xuanchen's back. Feng'er soaked the handkerchief in the water basin and wiped Chu Xuanchen's body with the handkerchief.

As soon as she cut off the bandage and clothes on her back, Yun Ruoyue gasped.

The wound was deep enough to show the bone, about five or six inches long, and the wound was dripping with blood, with black and red blood coming out constantly, like a crushed rose, ugly and bloody.

Seeing this, Yun Ruoyue quickly gave Chu Xuanchen a few anti-inflammatory drugs.

At this time, Moli and Mozhu also walked in.

As soon as they walked in, they smelled a strong smell of blood. The two of them immediately walked to Chu Xuanchen's bed, their faces full of grief, "Princess, how is the prince? Can you save him?"

Yun Ruoyue said: "The main reason is that the prince lost too much blood. I will give him a blood transfusion first. If the blood transfusion is okay, then he will be fine."

After finishing speaking, she first tested Chu Xuanchen's blood type.

She took out the reagents for testing blood types, type A serum and type B serum, from the system space, dripped these two reagents on the glass slides, and then took Chu Xuanchen's blood to smear on them.

After a while, she found that both serums A and B were congealed, and she immediately concluded that Chu Xuanchen had type AB blood, which was actually the same as hers.

She went behind the screen, took out a few bags of type AB blood stored in the freezer from the system space, and transfused it for Chu Xuanchen.

As soon as the blood was transfused, Chu Xuanchen's face gradually turned bloody.

Then, she began to debride the wound on his back. She used a scalpel to remove foreign objects in the wound, cut off the dark, necrotic flesh, and then took out the surgical needle and absorbable sutures, and began to treat Chu Xuan Chen stitched up the wound.

Mo Zhu took a look and found that Yun Ruoyue was very skillful in stitching the wound, and her posture was very graceful, and immediately sighed: "Princess's needlework is really good, even better than Nanny Li."

"Yes, my concubine sewed this wound up like embroidery, so beautiful." Feng'er also said with admiration.

Yun Ruoyue let out a "puchi" and couldn't help laughing, they thought she was doing needlework.