
The Prime Minister's House.
Guo Huan returned to his courtyard in the rain.
How nice the rain was, he didn't like holding an umbrella.
He pushed the door open, his eyes moving.
He stopped his steps and passed through the doorway as usual.
Suddenly, a long sword with a cold light touched his neck.
Guo Huan did not raise his eyelids, he smiled lightly: "Grandfather, where are you singing this?"
Under the shadows, Prime Minister Guo walked step by step with a sullen face.
"You're not Guo Huan!"
The original Guo Huan would not let Princess Hui'an not survive, but save the irrelevant sixth prince.
Guo Huan smiled: "Grandfather, I'm Guo Huan, I'm back."
This sentence was interesting when I returned.
Prime Minister Guo frowned solemnly and looked at him from top to bottom, as if to identify the authenticity and weigh his words.
In the end, Prime Minister Guo waved at the guards: "You go out first."
The guards took their swords and retreated.
“What's up?”Prime Minister Guo asked coldly.
Guo Huan smiled: "Grandfather, what has passed doesn't matter anymore."
He came to the table and turned on the oil lamp.
The dark room immediately lit up.
Prime Minister Guo looked at the blood on the tip of his clothes and asked in a heavy voice, "Where did the blood come from?"
When an ordinary person saw his grandson return with a bloodstain, the first sentence was definitely "Are you hurt"?
But when he arrived at Prime Minister Guo's place, he said, "Where did the blood come from?"
Prime Minister Guo had seen an unknown side of this grandson.
Under this well-dressed body, lived a ferocious evil barrier.
Guo Huan lowered his head, tugged at the tip, and sighed, "It's really annoying, I'm wearing my clothes, and the rain doesn't wash them."
Prime Minister Guo clenched his fists tightly when he heard this: "Get rid of your eccentricity! I said, if you dare to do those things in the Prime Minister's Palace again, I will kill you personally!"
Guo Huan smiled slightly: "This is not a strange game, I killed Qin Canglan."
“What did you say?” Prime Minister Guo suspects that he misheard.
Guo Huan's smile deepened: "I said, I killed Qin, Cang, and Lan."
Outside the house, a thunderstorm struck.
Prime Minister Guo's face was as pale as wax paper.
Qin Tianjian's.
Wei Ting found dry clothes, and as he was about to enter the house, he said to Sikong Yun, "Can I trouble the supervisor and have someone go to Zhenbei Hou's house to deliver a message?"
Now that it was confirmed that Guo Huan had changed his identity back, then Su Li's situation was in danger.
"okay." Sikongyun agreed.
"Master Wei." Sikong Yun stopped Wei Ting from under the corridor, "I once said, I can't see your fate."
Wei Ting said calmly: "I don't believe in destiny."
Sikong Yun said: "The fate of the girl is more foggy than yours."
Weiting did not care, what about the thick fog?
Numerology and divination, he did not believe a word!
Inside the house, Su Xiaoxiao cut Qin Canglan's clothes with scissors.
"Wei Ting, look," he said.
Wei Ting placed the dry clothes on the table, came up with an oil lamp, illuminated Qin Canglan's wound and asked, "What's wrong?"
“Did you see powder on his wound?” Su Xiaoxiao asked.
Wei Ting stared: "This ..."
Su dipped a little on the tip of his little finger, put it on and smelled it: "This is Zhixuesan. Someone used Zhixuesan for my grandfather."
Wei Ting recalled: "The people at Jingzhao Mansion never touched the old protector. However, according to officials at the scene, when they arrived, the old protector was covered with an umbrella. They thought it was a kind person.abandoned by passers-by.by."
Su Xiaoxiao said: "These two emergency measures saved my grandfather's last breath."
Guo Huan's knife technique was inaccurate, he stabbed half an inch from the side, but the poison on the blade caused heart paralysis.
Thanks to that good person, Qin Canglan held his weak breath.
With prolonged cardiac arrest, breathing usually also stops.
The top priority was to restore Qin Canglan's heartbeat as soon as possible.
Su Xiaoxiao opened the medicine box and took out the P3K box from below.
The injured people in the imperial palace had just been treated, most of the wound medicine had been consumed, and only the last three adrenalin left.
The danger of Qin Canglan was not the lack of medicine, but time.
Epinephrine cannot be injected continuously, and there should be a few minutes in between. Even if his physique was different from that of an ordinary person, the time for three injections was the limit of his breathing.
And once breathing stops, it only takes four to six minutes for the brain to die completely.
Naturally if you are lucky, someone can also work.
Su Xiaoxiao was racing against time to start intravenous injections for Qin Canglan.
One down.
Qin Canglan did not respond.
Second branch is down.
Sweat dripped from Su Xiaoxiao's forehead.
"Water is coming, water is coming! Herbal Cream is coming too! And, there's the hemostatic herb you mentioned!"
The student rushed to the door with a bucket of hot water and a pot of ash.
Wei Ting came to the door and picked up the items.
Although he was unable to understand the way Su Xiaoxiao saved people, he could guess that if Qin Canglan was unable to recover her heartbeat, then this potion would be useless.
Time passed by little by little.
The third epinephrine injection is complete.
Su Xiaoxiao looked at the motionless Qin Canglan.
waking up.
You are Qin Canglan, Great General Zhou Divine, and the bravest man in the world.
You are not allowed to fall asleep.
Qin Canglan stopped breathing.
Under the corridor, Sikong Yun looked at the stormy sky and closed his eyes in pain.
"Surge!"
Su Cheng rushed in the rain.
He saw Wei Ting standing at the door at a glance, and walked over quickly, not looking at the stairs, tripping over and falling staggered heavily.
Wei Ting supported her.
He waved his hand and stood up: "I'm fine. I just sent the emperor and the others back to the palace. I heard something happen. Who the hell's going on? What the hell's going on? The people from Jingzhao Mansion asked me to come to the palace. Qin Tianjian to ask—"
Wei Ting looked at her fixedly: "It was the old protector who had an accident. He was stabbed with a knife, and his pulse was gone ... Da Ya saved him inside ... for a long time ..."
Su Cheng turned around in a daze: "No, are you wrong? How did he get into an accident? His martial arts are great! With one finger, he can crush me to death!"
Wei Ting quietly let her out and let Su Cheng in.
Su Cheng looked at the house with countless oil lamps and candles lit up, and a thick smell of blood came out.
He walked on empty.
He came to bed.
Looking at the majestic and domineering man, he was so pale that he lost vitality, and his heart seemed to be suddenly emptied.
"You ... why are you ..."
His throat suddenly hurt, his voice choked, and his eyes were red.
"Thirty years ago, you lost me..."
"Now ... you don't want me .. I don't have a father ..."
"Why do you always lose me..."
Su Xiaoxiao touched Qin Canglan's neck, and her eyes moved.
She's wearing a stethoscope: "Dad! You called him!"
Su Cheng tearfully said, "Huh?"
Su Xiaoxiao said: "Call him! Call him Dad!"
Su Cheng was stunned: "Dad?"
The long-lost vibration came from the stethoscope.
Qin Canglan's ... I have a heartbeat!