The secret guard untied the water bag from his waist and drank a few puffs for the third prince.

"It's OK." Mingruo stopped the secret guards and fed the third prince water.

"Princess, the blood in this wound cannot be stopped." The iron clip was removed, and the wound lost its pressure and the blood flowed faster.

Mingruo took out a packet of bleeding and threw it over: "Spray the powder and wrap the wound tightly with a cloth.

"Yes." The secret guards all came to lick blood from the tip of the knife, and they are still very skilled in treating wounds. "Princess, your medicine is really effective. You can stop the bleeding once you sprinkle it."

"Oh, let Dr. Xu give each of you a bottle." Anyway, the military doctors are refining these medicines these days.

"Thank you for the reward of Princess."

There were many people searching nearby, but this place was too hidden, and the third prince and the eighth princess were in a coma and could not call for help. The imperial guards brought quite a lot of equipment, so they quickly got two stretchers over, and the third prince and the eighth prince were carried up.

The third prince was carried away until the figure in a light purple horse outfit was completely invisible. He closed his eyes and raised his hand to stroke his chest. He could feel his heartbeat much faster than usual. Could it be that this is the feeling of heartbeat? (Mingruo: From a medical point of view, your arrhythmia caused by excessive blood loss has nothing to do with being moved or not, don't have too much imagination~)

The third prince sighed. She had hurt Qinghuang like that. She was willing to take out the Seven Micro Pills to save herself... Qinghuang still admired her? It's a pity... they missed it after all. (Danyi: Third brother, aren't your legs pinched? Why do I feel that your head is pinched... Prince Yun: I think he has his head been pinched!)

The third prince and the eighth princess were carried back to the palace, and an imperial physician came to treat them immediately. The eighth princess was easy to deal with. After dehurt, apply medicine. When the wound completely healed, use jade ointment to remove the scars.

The third prince's leg injury caused a lot of the imperial physicians to be worried - this is the broken tendons of the legs.

The third prince had taken the Qiwei Dan before and was slightly better. Seeing the two imperial physicians looking like they were bereaved, they knew something bad: "How is this prince's leg injury?"

"This..." The imperial physician neither dared to answer truthfully nor did he dare to conceal or report it.

"Say!" The third prince shouted angrily, "Cough cough cough..."

"Third Prince, your tendon has been severely damaged. I am afraid that you will... be bad in the future..." One of the imperial physicians stated his condition in a tactful manner.

The third prince's eyes turned dark and almost fainted - he had been working hard for that "position" for years. However, if he became a cripple, everything would be over. The royal heir must be healthy and have good limbs. If he has a physical disability, it will damage the royal face and damage the national health. He will not be supported by civil and military officials and the people.

The third prince didn't know why things turned out like this. It was originally under his control. He received the news and heard that his father did not want him to marry Princess Mingyu. He designed to take Princess Mingyu into the mountain, and then pretended to be lost. The lonely man and widow were alone in the mountain for a night. The tree had already been completed, and this marriage... The father had to give it, and he had to give it if it was not given.

The third prince even arranged a cave for overnight stays, but when he encountered a pack of wolves on the way, he not only dispersed with the secret guards, but also fell into a trap set by the hunters... All this came too suddenly, and he felt like he was dreaming.

"What do you mean is that this prince will become a cripple in the future?" The third prince stared at the imperial physician.

"This..." The one who was stared at was the imperial physician who had never spoken. He had always been stupid and could not speak, so he didn't reply just now.

"What's this? I'm asking you!"

This is what you said, and the imperial physician made a frank mind: "If you recover well, you will be limp when walking; if the situation is not good, you will not be able to stand afterwards, and you must use a four-wheeler to transport it."

The third prince was stunned. It was originally difficult for a cripple to ascend to a high position. If he couldn't even stand up, unless his brothers were dead and had no nephew left. Otherwise, even if the emperor took turns to do it, it would not be his turn.

"Your Highness, you haven't seen your injury. Even the head of Chen is helpless..." Seeing the third prince's face as if he was ashes, the nearby servant hurriedly comforted him, "You can also ask the mysterious doctor Ming from a pharmacy to see. When I bought a elixir for Your Highness, I found out that the doctor Ming had ever received bones for someone who broke bones. Such a severe bone injury could be cured. Your Highness only had the tendons and did not move his bones. Wouldn't it be easier?"

"Are you serious?" The third prince's eyes lit up in an instant.

"There is no false statement in a humble position."

"Okay, it is said that Chen Yuanshou came to treat this prince..." The third prince thought for a while and said, "Let Chen Yuanshou come here, and I will also go to the imperial capital. This will be faster. Even if he can't cure it, it will be convenient to go to a pharmacy."

"Your Highness said very much, but your body is afraid it's not appropriate to run around..." The closest servant was a little worried.

"It's okay, I can hold on." If he doesn't have this leg, what hope will he have in his life?

Just now, the imperial physician was going to check, so he removed the straps and medicine powder. Now he bandaged it again and found that the blood could not be stopped. Both imperial physicians were sweating all over the head.

If these third princes bleed all the way, can they survive?

He had to look at each other and said with a thorny forehead: "The golden sore medicine that the third prince used before was better than what Weichen brought. I think it's better to continue applying to the third prince."

"Mens! Idiot!" The third prince was so angry that his lungs were about to explode. The injury could not be cured for a long time, and he could not even bandage it. He didn't have any golden sore medicine. If he remembered correctly, the medicine was from Qinghuang.

Qinghuang...is obviously his Qinghuang, but now he has become his own aunt... Thinking of this, the third prince became even more angry.

The closest servant quickly asked: "Your Highness, where is the golden sore medicine? Go and get it."

"In Qing..." The third prince was not overwhelmed by anger, "You go to Aunt Yun and ask for some medicine for injury."

"Yes." The close servant took the order and left.

After a while, the nearby servant came back and gave a small bottle of medicine to the imperial physician.

The third prince's eyes suddenly opened: "What did she... Aunt Yun say?"

"Prince Yun and the prince went back to the villa. Fortunately, Beizhi met Major General Su. He also had the golden sore medicine given by Prince Yun, so he gave it to Beizhi." The close servant replied in detail.

The third prince closed his eyes. Yes, she is someone else's wife now. Even if she is worried about herself, she cannot guard herself openly. Wherever her husband is going, she has to follow her husband.

Thinking of Qinghuang, he also said that each of the secret guards gave him a bottle of golden sore medicine... Not only was he not as good as her cousin, but he was even worse than the secret guards around her...
Chapter completed!