Princess Medical Doctor

It was a special case, he believed that their prince will understand.

When Mo Qingfeng came over, he naturally brought the stretcher with him. Seeing Xuanyuan Zhi lying in a pool of blood with a pale face, Mo Qingfeng realized that the matter was more serious than the little soldier said.

"Doctor Zhu, how is the eldest prince?" Mo Qingfeng walked in and asked.

Imperial Doctor Zhu has calmed down at this time, but his face still looked very ugly: "I don't know yet, let's carry the person to the tent first. This place is not suitable for medical treatment."

"Okay, I'll help you." Mo Qingfeng stepped forward to unlock the chain, and together with the little soldier, under Imperial Doctor Zhu's guidance, they lifted Xuanyuan Zhi onto the stretcher.

Imperial Doctor Zhu kept pressing his hand on Xuanyuan Zhi's wound while reminding people from time to time to carry the eldest prince on the stretcher slowly and steadily.

However, the wound on Xuanyuan Zhi's head was still open, the blood continued to spill out, which frightened Imperial Doctor Zhu: "I told you to slow down. Why are you in a hurry? Can't you hear what I'm saying?"

The ground of the barracks was not flat. If they don't walk a little slower, it will be bumpier. The people carrying the stretcher were already walking very slowly, and the stretcher was also very stable and not bumpy.

However, it was not the time to argue with Imperial Doctor Zhu. The people carrying the stretcher slowed down, but the bleeding still continue. Imperial Doctor Zhu had no choice but to use a silver needle to stop the bleeding for Xuanyuan Zhi.

As soon as the silver needle fell, the blood stopped quickly. But if the silver needle remained stuck on the brain, the blood supply running to the brain will stop for a long time. Xuanyuan Zhi would die of brain death. Even if he didn't die, his brain would be damaged.

"Hurry up, run quickly." Imperial Doctor Zhu suddenly urge the people to walk in a hurry.

He said to slow down, now he said to hurry. The people carrying felt like they were going crazy. But they didn't dare to make a sound. Imperial Doctor Zhu said to hurry, so they ran quickly. In a few breaths, they arrived at the nearest tent to the stone prison.

"Bring the people here." Imperial Doctor Zhu didn't care whose tent belong to. He chose to use it regardless of who lived in it.

The world was big, but the doctor was the tallest of all when saving lives. So the little soldier and the rest listen to Imperial Doctor Zhu.

"Put the person on the bed." Imperial Doctor Zhu swept all the things on the bed to the ground, so that Mo Qingfeng and the others could put Xuanyuan Zhi on it.

"Be careful, don't touch the silver needle on the eldest prince's head." Xuanyuan Zhi still had a silver needle stuck on his head. Imperial Doctor Zhu was afraid that if the silver needle fell, the eldest prince will die.

"Don't worry, I won't touch it." Mo Qingfeng carry the people personally and placed Xuanyuan Zhi on the bed. Imperial Doctor Zhu was relieved to see that Xuanyuan Zhi's situation was relatively stable.

"Fortunately, fortunately, there was no accident." Imperial Doctor Zhu quickly removed the silver needle from Xuanyuan Zhi's head. As soon as the silver needle was removed, the wound on the back of Xuanyuan Zhi's head began to bleed again.

This time, Imperial Doctor Zhu didn't panic, but opened the medicine box very calmly, and followed the steps of Lin Chujiu to suture the wounds of the wounded.

When Imperial Doctor Zhu was treating Xuanyuan Zhi urgently, Xiao Tianyao was feeding Lin Chujiu chicken soup. Although he was very clumsy, seven out of ten spoonfuls were fed, but his serious and careful attitude was commendable.

After struggling a few times, he finished feeding Lin Chujiu a bowl of chicken soup. Xiao Tianyao called his personal guard and asked to bring another bowl of chicken soup.

However, the guard who came in simply took the empty bowl but didn't rush out. He kept kneeling with one knee on the ground with a solemn face… …