exile? She emptied the emperor's private treasury and escaped from famine

Doctor Zhang got out of the carriage with the medicine box on his arm and walked through the crowd from Xiao Chun'er's side.

One look at the person lying on the ground, and he knew he was sick.

And the clothes of the people around me.

Prisoner, exile?

At any rate, the patients who usually treat him are all dignitaries, and at worst, they are local celebrities.

Asking him to punish these guilty people, huh, this is the first time!

Doctor Zhang couldn't help but pursed his lips.

"I felt dizzy and unwell on the way, so I called a doctor to accompany me."

Xiao Chun'er used her slight illness as an excuse to avoid making people suspicious.

Zhang Xunjing studied under the guidance of a miracle doctor. She finally sent someone to call him in case Nan Zhihe and his relatives fell ill while in exile.

Dr. Zhang has an upright and ruddy appearance, a touch of beard, and an old-fashioned look. At first glance, he is a doctor with excellent medical skills.

"Doctor Zhang, please take a closer look at the person on the ground."

Doctor Zhang has already used Wang Zi Jue to observe the complexion.

"Doctor, she is already on the verge of death. You can't cure her."

Wei Chuyu's words were serious but thoughtful.

"I don't know where the doctor comes from. I don't have to let you pass on another case of poor treatment."

Based on Wei Chuyu's understanding of the medical skills of this ancient era, even gods would be hard-pressed to save him.

According to modern treatment methods, Nan Yufang should have received a serum transfusion long ago, but it was too late until now.

Not only was Nan Yufang fighting for time to survive, but also for the doctor's practical considerations.

And the Cheng family members around her all thought: This princess is really troublesome, it’s not good to save anyone, save a bad guy!

However, the Sixth Princess did not know their thoughts and asked Wei Chuyu: "What would you say if you were saved by this doctor?"

If it were based on the character of the empress, Xiao Chun'er would definitely leave room for words. She would say that as long as there was a glimmer of hope, she would ask the doctors to try their best to treat him. Even if it failed in the end, they would have a clear conscience.

However, Xiao Chun'er, who has grasped the playbook of rebirth, is equivalent to having a prophet, is he still afraid?

Doctor Zhang was murmuring in his heart that before he could be treated, the princess issued a military order for him.

Even if he is very confident in his medical skills, he can't be too sure of everything.

"Miss Xiao."

"Doctor Zhang, you must have a solution."

Before he could say anything, Xiao Chun'er blocked his mouth in time.

He also ordered: "Be sure to save her."

Zhang Xunjing: "..."

Doctor Zhang knew she was a princess, so he could only try his best to heal people.

The onlookers stood in a half circle. Wei Chuyu in the middle, separated from the two mother and daughter on the ground, and the person leading her on the other side, Xiao Chun'er, who was in an isolated situation, said: "It's not good."

She held her hands and said leisurely: "You think you have good intentions, and I also think I have good intentions. If I can't save him, I will take back what you just said about me. I don't want my good intentions to feed the donkey's liver and lungs."

"You, how dare you be unreasonable to me...to Miss Xiao!"

The dog behind Xiao Chun'er barked first.

It's Wei Hanrui.

She took a step forward and glared at him, quite positive, but it was a pity that Wei Chuyu was too lazy to look at her because she couldn't take the initiative.

"Okay, what should you do?" Xiao Chun'er raised her eyebrows and smiled confidently, with the same vow.

"Then I admit that I am cold-blooded?"

In the last days, people with good intentions will be called Holy Mother, and there is nothing wrong with being cold-blooded. Wei Chuyu does not reject such words. Even if she joins here, she has no worries and no scruples.

If she was cold-blooded, she would ignore everything, but Nan Zhihe's family felt her sincerity keenly. They didn't think Wei Chuyu had anything to do with her bet, and they thought that even if Wei Chuyu lost, they wouldn't think she was cold-blooded. That’s it.

Cheng, Nan Zhize, and even Nan Zhixue didn't have a good attitude towards anyone in the royal family. They turned against the ruthless emperor's family the most, and even came up and called others cold-blooded and shameless without telling right and wrong!

They all stood firmly behind Wei Chuyu, explaining everything with their attitude.

Xiao Chun'er seemed to realize that she wanted to clarify her position only to Nan Zhihe, but not to his family. Could it be that this was the case, making them hate her to death because of their father?

She also understood that Wei Chuyu had preconceptions, and when they got along with each other, the Nan family must be more towards her.

But it's not a big deal.

After thinking for a moment, Xiao Chun'er said: "Okay, since you said so, it's useless to talk more. Let the doctor save the person first."

Seeing them talking for a long time, Nan Yufang felt anxious and anxious, her eyes widened again and again, please heal me quickly!

Finally, Dr. Zhang squatted beside her and felt her pulse.

"You all stand far away and don't block the doctor's treatment!"

Wei Chuying's company officers and prisoners drove away together with the prisoners.

"Humph."

Shen Cuihua curled her lips, looked around, and said casually: "It seems like she can be saved if she is far away."

Wei Chuyu said of her: "She is insightful."

Doctor Zhang looked at Nan Yufang's condition and looked like it was difficult to treat. He checked her pulse and became even more solemn.

Seeing that the sick person was speechless, he asked Su Yanning how he got sick, what his symptoms were these days, and what kind of treatment he had received...

Su Yanning deliberately avoided the fact that her mother killed someone and was injured instead. She only said that she was stabbed by a knife and what happened after that.

After listening, Doctor Zhang's unoptimistic face looked even more troubled.

At this time, Nan Zhihe, who had been standing for a long time and was supported by his cousin, said: "If the doctor is helpless, there is no need to force it."

"!!!"

When Xiao Chun'er heard this, she raised her head and looked at Nan Zhihe, who looked weak. There was no force on his face. Could it be that he had decided that there was nothing he could do to save his aunt's death?

Doctor Zhang frowned and quickly took out the ginseng life-sustaining pills specially made by the medical school, leaving Nan Yufang to hold her breath.

He opened the wound on her abdomen and saw that it was festered and blackened, with pus and bleeding. He sighed again, and her breathing was weak. In the unclean stench, he could vaguely smell the rotten smell of an old man.

Doctor Zhang's eyes widened, he hurriedly prepared the medicine, asked people to boil it, and ordered hot water to be prepared.

He also studied Nan Yufang's wounds, turned over the rotten flesh, and carefully considered how to deal with it.

However, Nan Yufang's eyes were distracted and her hope of survival was gone.

"Ning'er, listen to me, you have to take good care of yourself and have a good life. Go down."

Su Yanning looked sad. She knew that Nan Yufang had been saying in the past few days that before letting her become stronger, she must protect herself first.

"Doctor Zhang, please heal her quickly!"

However, Nan Yufang lowered her hands and died despite her daughter's urgent cry.

Her cloudy eyes were not closed.

"Mother!" Su Yanning cried out sadly, hugging Nan Yufang, only to feel her body stiffen and feel heavy, and a chill hit her.

Nan Yufang... didn't survive? !

Xiao Chun'er's eyes were shocked, and the palms of her clasped hands were pressed hard by her.

How could it be possible, how could she not survive?

However, people have to accept the death of a person.

"It's been delayed for too long. If it had been earlier, there would have been a chance of treatment."

Doctor Zhang shook his head and stood up, lowering his hands helplessly. At the time of life and death, he was just a doctor who wanted to save people from the gate of hell.