Nan Yan looked back at him, but couldn't hear what he was saying. He only saw one of his arms stained with blood, and he was so anxious that he couldn't even explain clearly.

But no one outside responded to him.

She gritted her teeth, lifted the tent and rushed out: "Is there anyone? The imperial doctor is here quickly..."

When Zhu Feng saw that she only looked at her, but said nothing, he walked out and understood something in his heart.

His face slowly sank.

After a while, the imperial doctor came in a hurry.

When I opened the bandage, I saw that the wound was indeed cracked. The bloody appearance made the imperial doctor gasp. I didn't know how calm the Emperor should be and tolerated so that he could not even say a word like this at this moment.

But his face looked a little ugly.

Hurry up and suture it again, apply medicine, and bandage it.

Nan Yan was waiting outside the tent. After a while, he saw the imperial doctor coming out. The entourage behind him held a large basin of water, all of which were blood red.

So much blood has shed!

When she saw this, she gritted her teeth with pain. After thinking about it, she did not go into the tent, but directly caught up with the imperial doctor: "Sir, the emperor has shed so much blood. Should he prescribe a dose of medicine to replenish it?"

The imperial doctor turned around and saw that it was her and hurriedly said, "Miss Official, the Emperor must take the tonic in this way. I have already prescribed medicine and are about to let them simmer."

"I'll wait."

"you?"

"Yes, there are so many people here, you can't be busy. I'll make medicine for the emperor."

The imperial doctor looked at her anxious look and was silent for a moment, saying, "Okay. It's just that the weather is hot now, so it's not an easy job to keep the stove."

"I'm fine."

The imperial doctor agreed to her, brought all kinds of medicinal materials, and wrote down the method of boiling. Nanyan specially asked for a small stove and began to boil the medicine.

It was already noon at this time.

The weather is hot, and the sun above my head is like a big fireball, scorching the earth hot. Nanyan guards the stove, and the heat waves are rolling. The sweat on his head is like water splashing, and it keeps dripping down his hair.

After a while, a small puddle was accumulated under my feet.

But she just wiped it with her sleeve, then continued to slap it carefully. After a whole hour, the medicine was finally ready.

Nan Yan breathed a sigh of relief, poured the medicine into a small bowl, blew it carefully and then sent it over.

As soon as I walked to the door of the tent, I saw Ye Zheng coming out of it.

He saw the medicine in Nanyan's hand and said, "This is it."

Nan Yan hurriedly said: "The emperor has shed a lot of blood and needs to drink medicine."

Ye Zheng looked at her sweating profusely again: "You've been able to bear it?"

"Um."

"Why don't you let them survive?"

"They are too busy, so I have nothing to do."

Ye Zheng was silent for a moment, then looked back at the tent, and said worriedly: "But, the emperor doesn't seem to be in a good mood. Even if the imperial doctor wants to give him a few more instructions, he scolded him."

"I just gave him medicine."

"He said, he didn't want to see him, he didn't want to see others, and he didn't let anyone disturb him."

"That's it..." Nan Yan thought for a while and said hurriedly: "Then please help me take it in and drink it when he wants to."

"This is OK."

Ye Zheng couldn't bear to refuse, so he took the bowl of medicine, turned around and walked in.

Nanyan stood at the door of the tent, waiting earnestly, but after Ye Zheng walked in, he could faintly hear the sound of people talking inside, and then he heard a clang.

It was the sound of a bowl falling to the ground.
Chapter completed!