Just as Wan Yifang showed a faint and irresistible smile on the corner of her lips, Duanmu Beiyao, who had a pale face, suddenly opened his mouth and spit out a blood arrow.

The blood arrow splattered at Wan Yifang's feet, which scared Wan Yifang almost jumped up.

Duanmu Beiyao leaned back, his eyes rolled up, and he fainted.

This sudden change shocked Wan Yifang.

She didn't say anything just now. Is this sick and weak prince going to kill her?

Yuan Han, behind him, was quick-witted and quick-witted, and supported Duanmu Beiyao, who was about to fall to the ground, and shouted in shock and panic: "Prince!"

Yuan Han expressed great pressure: his master's acting skills have improved again, and he can't keep up with the prince's rhythm if he doesn't make progress.

Yuan Han and Zuo Hao's panic was fake, but Wan Yifang was really scared to her face, and her heart was so anxious that her voice changed: "Come on, hurry up, go and invite the doctor!"

Zuo Hao said, "Madam, don't call me. How can an ordinary doctor treat the prince's illness?"

Wan Yifang suddenly stopped talking and felt that it was dark all over.

What to do? What to do?

Yuan Han and the left and right are one on the left and one on the right, one is injecting internal force, and the other is rubbing the neck, smoothing the qi, patting the back, and pinching the people. They are very busy without being in a mess and orderly manner.

Wan Yifang's heart was raised to her throat when she looked at her side.

I recited all the Buddhas, Tathagata, Buddhas, Guanyin Bodhisattva, in my heart, just to show my supernatural powers, great compassion, and never let this sick prince go here and never wake up again.

While begging, he scolded Luo Qingxin in his heart 170 or 80 times!

She escaped completely with this unlucky disaster. How can this end now?

While thinking, Yuan Han turned around: "Why is Madam still standing? Prepare a thousand-year-old ginseng plant to extend your life to the prince!"

Life-extending? Is it already so serious?

If there is a thousand-year-old ginseng in the general's mansion, Wan Yifang will take it out without hesitation at this time.

The problem is that there is no.

Wan Yifang hesitated and said, "There is no way to find the thousand-year-old ginseng. There are five hundred years old and three hundred years old. I wonder if it is possible?"

Wan Yifang was really anxious. The blood on the ground was shocking and bright red. She must not let King Rui die in the general's mansion.

Yuan Han said disgustedly: "It's only been five hundred years, okay, take all those two plants, and saving people is important!"

Unexpectedly, the best blood swallow cannot be preserved. People who have been insured for five hundred years cannot be protected. They also have a three hundred years old plant. It is the top good thing in the general's mansion.

Wan Yifang knew the importance of the matter at all, and she didn't care about the pain at all.

The ginseng was taken, Zuo Hao took it, and first took the three hundred years old plant and shook it under Duanmu Beiyao's nose.

Duanmu Beiyao remained motionless and his eyes were closed.

Zuo Hao stuffed it into his arms, picked up the five hundred-year-old plant, and shook it under his nose again.

It was strange that Duanmu Beiyao woke up leisurely.

Seeing Duanmu Beiyao open his eyes, Wan Yifang almost cried with joy.

Duanmu Beiyao showed a weak and shy smile, very considerate and considerate, "Madam Luo, you are worried."

Wan Yifang showed a smile that was even worse than crying and said reluctantly: "It's good that the prince is fine!"

Yuan Han immediately said, "Madam Luo, the prince is weak, you have to rest early. Where is the yard you prepared?"
Chapter completed!