Zhou Heng sat on the ground, leaning his head against Liu Xiuer. In just two or three seconds, he raised his head and smelled a faint smell of jasmine before he could react.

I was shocked and opened my eyes instantly, and found that I was sitting on the ground leaning against Liu Xiu'er's chest. My throat tightened, and my ears touched a certain position in Liu Xiu'er, and I felt a little hot in an instant.

Zhou Heng got up, and suddenly the scene of Liu Renli holding a knife jumped out in front of him, and he felt a chill from the back of his neck.

If you were seen by Liu Renli in Ward No. 1, you would immediately get angry when you were injured, and then you would chase him all over the city.

Several people surrounded Zhou Heng and sat on the chair. Zhou Heng waved his hand.

"Don't panic, I'm fine. I've lost blood and was too nervous before. When I relax, I feel my eyes turned black. You can arrange it for Zhang Wanxun according to the doctor's instructions. I'll take a break."

Desheng knew that what Zhou Heng was most worried about was Zhang Wanxun. This was the entrustment of Lord Zhang Fuling. He quickly sent people from the capital to save his life. This trust was too heavy.

Looking around, patted Xiaosaner and Zhang Ankang beside him.

"Let the junior sister take care of the master first. We will send the patient out. Zhang Ankang will take care of him in a row. The mistress will go downstairs to help."

While talking, everyone pushed Zhang Wanxun's car out of the operating room.

Pang Xiao stood outside the operating room and placed the imperial doctor. He thought about it and returned to the clinic again. After all, this matter was entrusted to Meiyuan to cooperate with it. If something happened, Meiyuan would have some responsibility.

After waiting for a while, I heard a sound in the operating room, so I quickly reached the door, opened the door and pushed it out.

Although Zhang Wanxun's face was pale, it seemed to look better than when he took it back.

Pang Xiao searched Zhou Heng's figure and saw that Desheng and others came out, but Zhou Heng did not come out, with a look of confusion.

In an instant, he raised his heart and quickly stopped Desheng and asked:

"Why didn't Zhou Heng come out? But the operation was not going well, or was there any problem?"

Desheng clasped his fists at Pang Xiao and said, "Don't worry, Xiao Bo, Master needs a short rest. In order to perform surgery on the patient, he took his own blood and entered the patient's body. He almost fainted just now, and he probably would come out after a while."

Pang Xiao widened his eyes and used his own blood to enter the patient's body. Is this the blood exchange technique in ancient books?

After a little pause, he quickly waved his hand at Desheng.

"I won't disturb you in the treatment, I'll wait for Zhou Heng."

Desheng clasped his fists at Pang Xiao, and then went to the ward to resettle Zhang Wanxun.

Xiao Liuzi and Zhang Ankang were so frank about taking care of the patient at this moment. The two stood face to face, one hugging the upper body and the other holding the lower body. They lifted the person up and put it down on the hospital bed together. Desheng pulled the cart out.

After sorting out the drip tube, Zhang Ankang began to pull out the infusion tube. After a night of time, there were continuous drip, and one channel was enough.

At this moment, Liu Xiu'er helped Zhou Heng out of the operating room. Her pale face looked worse than Zhang Wanxun. Pang Xiao had a lot of inquiries, and all of them were stuck in his throat for a while.

Liu Xiu'er had sharp eyes and had already seen Pang Xiao, and she bent her knees slightly as a greeting.

Zhou Heng nodded slightly at him, and don’t choose any etiquette at this moment. If you don’t say that your legs are really floating, you feel like you are stepping on cotton.

Thinking about the days when girls feel uncomfortable every month, I instantly feel the same way.

"Hello Xiao Bo, you are waiting for the result of the operation. Don't worry that the operation is very successful. The tip of the sword has been taken out by the second brother."

As he said that, he raised a glass bottle with a lid and held it in front of Pang Xiao.

Pang Xiao nodded. He originally thought that the tip of the sword was just a small point. He raised it and looked carefully and found that it was not a small piece, which was as long as the width of the palm. Such a large section was inserted into his chest, and it was really a miracle that the person was not dead.

It’s also a blessing that Zhou Heng, if he changed someone, he would probably be powerless to make the world come true.

Thinking of this, he shook the bottle and said, "I will take the bottle away and send someone to the capital immediately to let Mr. Zhang Fuling see what hurts people. I looked at the sword and seemed to have handwriting."

Zhou Heng nodded. She also saw it when she was putting the bottle just now, but it was not very clear. She suddenly paused and whispered toward Ward No. 1:

"Xiu'er, take my magnifying glass."

Liu Xiu'er quickly went to the dressing room. There was a magnifying glass with a large multiple. However, when it came to see that the handwriting on the tip of the sword was enough, she grabbed a piece of cloth and took it out.

Zhou Heng raised his chin slightly and signaled Liu Xiu'er to give the thing to Pang Xiao.

"Give it to Xiao Bo, this is a magnifying glass, you can see the handwriting carved on the rice grains. It seems more effective to send two things back to the capital together."

Pang Xiao nodded, quickly put away the two things, and prepared to step forward to support Zhou Heng.

Zhou Heng was shocked. He really couldn't enjoy the eunuch's service. If you come forward, don't you need Xiu'er to take care of him? Thinking of this, you wave your hand quickly.

"Don't worry, I just felt dizzy just now, and nothing is wrong at this moment!"

Pang Xiao pursed his lips and nodded. In his eyes, Zhou Heng was showing off his strength, but he was afraid that he and his master would worry, so he pretended to be nothing. His face was pale at this moment, even worse than the face of the master in the dilapidated temple. How could this be fine?

Pang Xiao sighed slightly, and he should fulfill his wish and didn't say anything more.

Liu Xiu'er was alert and walked towards the stairs outside. There were patients queuing up below. If they went down from the front, everyone would watch. Why was the boss of Huichuntang still sick this time? Is Huichuntang not capable?

So Liu Xiu'er helped Zhou Heng down the stairs from the external stairs. Pang Xiao had already walked around the front and prepared the carriage to the back door.

"Get on the bus, I'll take Zhou Heng back to the No. 2 courtyard for a rest."

The next morning, Zhou Heng smelled a strong fragrance before he woke up.

I opened my eyes and sat up, looked around for a week, and happened to have a big face approaching me.

In an instant, all my sleepiness disappeared and I suddenly sat up.

The man was obviously startled by Zhou Heng's sudden movements, quickly stepped back, held a soup bowl, and quickly moved away.

"Ah, aren't you asleep? Why are you shocked and scared to death? Isn't you?"

Zhou Heng looked at it in the voice, it was not someone else, but Boss Xue.

"What does it seem to be smelling?"

Boss Xue came over and delivered the soup bowl to Zhou Heng.

"I heard that the seriously injured person was coming. I thought about it and went to the mountains. I was lucky. After chasing him for a day, I really got a deer. There was ginseng in it. It was sent by the prince to Xiao Bo. Take a sip while it was hot."

Zhou Heng reached out to take the soup bowl. Not to mention that the taste was extremely rich, the milky white soup looked very appetizing. He stirred the soup but stopped moving.

Boss Xue looked at Zhou Heng in confusion, "Why don't you drink it anymore? Didn't you say it taste good? I asked Wangcai to stew it all night, and the meat was stewed."

Zhou Heng looked at Boss Xue, "Was Zhang Wanxu awake?"

Boss Xue nodded, "I woke up early in the morning, and I was hungry when I woke up."

Zhou Heng was stunned. This person was simply not a human being. He was so injured. Looking at his dying look, how could he recover so quickly after surgery to fight the infection?

After thinking about it for a moment, Zhou Heng felt relieved. People in this world have never used antibiotic treatment at all, so the sensitivity of the drug is extremely high and there is no saying that it is resistant to drugs.

Furthermore, Zhang Wanxun was originally a military general and had excellent physical fitness.

"Have you sent him the venison ginseng soup?"

Boss Xue seemed to be patient to the limit, stared at Zhou Heng with wide eyes.

"If you let you drink, you drink it. Why are there so many things? A deer is stewed. Can you eat and drink it all? I sent it to him. I didn't drink the broth and seemed to be even hungry, and I kept shouting in Huichun Hall."

Zhou Heng's cheeks shook. At this moment, he thought that it might be because of the broth, so he quickly got up and hugged the soup bowl and started drinking it in big gulps.

"Don't say it tastes really good. If you can get me water, I'll wash it up, and then go to Huichuntang to have a look."

Boss Xue didn't stop him, so he pulled Zhou Heng up, changed his clothes and washed up, and the two returned to Huichun Hall directly.

Before I could go upstairs, I heard yelling coming from the building.

"What? I don't give you food when I'm hungry. I'm a patient. How can I treat me like this?"

Zhou Heng almost laughed after hearing this. Not to mention the tone and the characteristics of the word use, he really looks very similar to Boss Xue.

As soon as he pushed the door and entered the ward, Zhang Wanxun lay on the bed. Desheng and the others were all standing beside the bed. When he approached, he saw that these people were pressing Zhang Wanxun hard.

Zhou Heng waved his hand, signaling them to let go, and turned around to look at Zhang Ankang.

"Has he exhausted?"
Chapter completed!