A long silver needle slowly pulled out from the Yongquan on the soles of Nan Meng's feet. The needle's body was crystal clear and shining, bringing out a few mucus.

He solemnly placed the needle on the soft cloth that had been spread out and prepared, and Zhong Huan turned his face slightly: "Wipe sweat."

The scarf and squid in his heavy hand immediately fell between his forehead and eyebrows.

“Ginseng soup.”

On the other side, Qing Zheng quickly brought the ginseng soup that had been warming on the side.

He took it with his hands, sniffed it carefully, then tasted it himself, and after a while, he said, "Okay."

Then I feed Zhong Huan orally.

After drinking the ginseng soup, he took a few more deep breaths, and Zhong Huan opened his mouth: "Acupuncture."

Another silver pin cushion that had been inspected was handed over to the soft towel.

Zhong Huan picked it up and stretched out. He watched the deep medicine in the tea bowl pour over again, and then took a deep breath and sat cross-legged under Nan Meng's feet again: "The second needle."

He also slowly came out his palm as he sat down, put it on Zhong Huan's vest, then closed his eyes and lowered his eyebrows, and silently used his mysterious skills.

Zhong Huan's face was solemn and he slowly inserted the needle.

Queen Pan looked at his expression, and felt both admiration, gratitude and uneasy in her heart. She subconsciously hugged Nan Meng's arm tightly.

Unexpectedly, it was this time that Nan Meng seemed to have consciousness, frowned and moved his fingers slightly.

Queen Mother Chen stood up in a hurry and called out softly: "Meng'er..."

"Well..." Nan Meng's face turned slightly blue, and he twisted his body uncomfortable.

Queen Pan hurriedly hugged him tightly, pressed him to her son's ear and whispered: "Good child! Good child! You are sick, the doctor is treating the disease, and it will be cured in a while! It doesn't hurt, don't move, don't move."

"No, don't..." Nan Meng seemed to be in a nightmare, with his eyes tightly closed, but his face showed an expression of extreme fear. He wanted to raise his arms, and his legs were about to move!

Queen Mother Chen took a step forward and grabbed Nan Meng's ankle hard!

"Be good! Meng'er be good! My parents are here! Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'll always be with you!" Queen Pan comforted her repeatedly, pressing the child's hand and finally used 30% of her strength.

Nan Meng, who was unable to move, grinned and cried: "You are not my aunt! You are not you! I won't call you!"

aunt!

aunt!!!

Qing Zheng opened his eyes wide in horror and reached out to hold his mouth tightly!

Emperor Yongxi's eyes narrowed, and his eyes subconsciously floated over his heavy face, sitting upright, and the next moment, he slowly turned to the direction of the island in the middle of the Taiyechi Lake.

Could it be her?

The eyes of Queen Chen and Queen Pan were immediately stuck together.

After Queen Pan was unbelievable, she was full of suspicion and finally felt sad.

But Empress Dowager Chen never avoided her gaze, and even said in a deep voice in the uneasy silence: "The emperor immediately sends someone to the island to check!"

Emperor Yongxi looked at Empress Dowager Chen's old back with complicated eyes. After a while, he whispered: "Okay."

He turned his head to look at Mao Guoer and whispered: "You go to Xiao Penglai Island in the middle of the lake in person. After you go to the island, don't bother with others. Just look for Jia Liu, the chief supervisor, and only ask him two words: First, what did the eldest princess do today; second, who is in and out of Xiao Penglai today."

Mao Guoer was confused, but she still agreed and left quickly.

As the silver needle penetrated deeper, twisted and flicked, Nan Meng finally calmed down from his irritability.

When the needle was drawn out, Zhong Huan was exhausted and sweating all over, and fell directly into his deep arms.

"Senior Brother, how about it?" Chenchen hurriedly supported him and asked softly.

"Fortunately, I rescued it quickly from the water, and I vomited it in time. We did not do it too late. The toxins did not enter the body deeply. If you remove the poison again tomorrow, it would be fine. But you must be extra careful to keep warm this winter. The frost and snow will not be able to withstand it."

Zhong Huan forced himself to tell the situation, and then shook his fingers on his medicine box: "Yu Bottle."

He hurriedly picked up the box, and took out a jade carved monkey gourd bottle from the pile of bottles and jars inside, pulled out the plug, and handed it to Zhong Huan's nose.

Zhong Huan lowered his head and sniffed it carefully, nodded, and said weakly: "After a quarter of an hour, if you vomit, you will wake up. If you don't vomit, you can give him one. After an hour, feed another one. Don't be afraid of vomiting, just spit it out. Just eat white rice soup, only soup, don't eat rice."

After saying that, he looked up and looked down: "Remember?"

Chen Chen nodded quickly, feeling distressed: "I remember. Don't worry about going to bed."

Zhong Huan smiled weakly, tilted his head, and fell asleep.

Everyone was stunned.

Chen Chen's eyes were red, and he squeezed out a smile, looking at Emperor Yongxi and Empress Pan, saying, "My senior brother was weak since childhood and could not be used to martial arts. So once he used a needle to save people, he was actually fighting for life. When my master was alive, he repeatedly warned him that he would not be allowed to move the needle until the sky collapsed and the earth collapsed."

Emperor Yongxi glanced at Queen Pan and said in a gentle voice: "Since that's the case, let him go and rest quickly."

"Oh, the Pan family Erlang is outside the hall." Qing Zheng hurriedly reported.

At this time, Empress Dowager Chen also let go of Nan Meng's ankles, straightened her waist, shook her body slightly, and pounded her hands on her waist. Hearing this, he said, "It's just right. Let Pan Erlang take Zhong Lang to the Lihua Palace. A Di is there. They are more familiar with it, and they just know how to arrange Zhong Lang."

"It's good." He was relieved and hurriedly carried Zhong Huan directly to the outside room.

Pan Erlang's face was extremely ugly.

He had heard about the whole story from Mao Guoer, and now he was full of anger and sadness. When he saw Zhong Huan unconscious and his obviously tired depression, he did not say a word and bowed to the ground.

Then he didn't say anything else, and stepped over, took Zhong Huan from Chen's hand, and picked him up directly. After leaving the hall gate, he put him in a sedan chair specially carried, and even tucked his bearskin cloak. He turned around and nodded at the heavy head, shouted at the guards: "Go."

Seeing him leave, Chenchen felt a little relieved.

Except for Dalang, the Pan family is a bit silly, Erlang Sanlang is all transparent. Moreover, Pan Erlang has also been to Qianzhai. With him escorting Zhong Huan, it would be fine.

Chen Chen was holding the palace gate to calm down, but when he heard Queen Pan in the palace say "Oh", his heart tightened, and he quickly turned around and ran back.

When I entered the inner hall, I saw Nan Meng lying on the edge of the bed, spitting yellow water at the ground.

Queen Pan patted him on the back with a crying voice, comforting him: "Good child, good child, the doctor said, just spit it out!"

Even Qing Zheng, the people in the hall were obviously relieved and even their expressions were relieved.

He passed by deeply, first smiled and helped Empress Chen sit down on the chair, gently held her hand, and then smiled at Emperor Yongxi; walked to the bed, helped Nan Meng, who was already vomiting dying, let him lean in Queen Pan's arms, and looked over in his eyes: "Meng'er?"

Everyone suddenly thought of the shout that Nan Meng was in a coma just now, and their hearts couldn't help but feel tight. All their eyes were staring at Nan Meng's face.
Chapter completed!