We must wait until!
Half a stick of incense ti.
The doctor quickly concocted so dicinal soup, then fed Xie Ruotong with a spoon.
However, even forcefully prying open Xie Ruotong’s mouth with the spoon, the dicinal soup simply flowed out of her mouth, unable to be ingested.
"The dicine can stabilize the heart. The young madam has lost too much blood and is now feeling panicked and short of breath. Taking the dicine may bring slight relief and make her feel better," the doctor said anxiously.
Song Yanqing did not hesitate too much.
He suddenly took the dicinal soup from the doctor’s hands, and drank a mouthful himself.
Then he leaned over, his lips touching Xie Ruotong’s lips.
Using his tongue, he pried open Xie Ruotong’s lips and delivered the dicinal soup into her mouth.
Xie Ruilin watched this from the side.
Her face changed instantly.
She was still gloating, waiting for Xie Ruotong to breathe her last.
But unexpectedly, Song Yanqing suddenly kissed Xie Ruotong.
In front of her.
In front of her, he kissed unabashedly.
Xie Ruilin couldn’t help but clench her fists tight.
Even if it was Song Yanqing’s final act of kindness.
She couldn’t accept Song Yanqing doing this to Xie Ruotong.
However, at this mont.
She could only endure.
Enduring, unable to speak up and stop Song Yanqing.
Song Yanqing finally managed to deliver a bowl of the dicinal soup into Xie Ruotong’s mouth for her to take.
After taking the dicinal soup, Xie Ruotong showed no response.
Still unconscious.
Still, her complexion utterly pallid.
Another stick of incense ti passed.
Song Yanqing kept asking the doctor to feel Xie Ruotong’s pulse.
Fearing, fearing that Xie Ruotong might suddenly have no pulse.
He was continuously worried.
Ye Qichi finally arrived.
Upon receiving news from the Song Residence, Ye Qichi did not hesitate for a mont, nor did he take any carriage, but directly rode his Ferrari at the fastest speed, rushing alone to the Song Residence.
At this mont, even the ssenger had not yet returned, and Ye Qichi had already appeared in Xie Ruotong’s room.
In the original text.
Xie Ruotong had not returned to Duke Mansion, so naturally there was no marriage with Song Yanqing.
Ye Qichi could only tell from appearances that marrying Song Yanqing would not bring happiness to Xie Ruotong, but did not expect it to lead to a life-and-death situation.
She walked briskly to Xie Ruotong’s bedside.
Everyone had to bow to her.
"What is the situation with Xie Ruotong now?" Ye Qichi asked bluntly, completely disregarding the so-called etiquette.
Even feeling that it was a delay right now.
The doctor hurriedly said, "The young madam has a deep wound on her back, and although the bleeding has stopped now, she has been unconscious all along because she lost too much blood earlier."
"Has she taken any dicine?" Ye Qichi was setting down her specially made dical box by her side and opening it while asking the doctor.
The doctor replied, "Due to blood loss, the young madam was feeling panicked and short of breath; we just administered a bowl of Stabilizing Heart Soup made from Panax notoginseng."
Ye Qichi nodded.
Prescription drugs, also without any side effects.
She said, "I will examine Xie Ruotong’s injuries now, everyone else please leave."
The room was full of people.
At this mont, Ming Yufang had returned, Xie Ruilin had been there all along, as was Song Yanqing and the doctor, and there was a house full of maids. It seed that when they arrived, Song Yuanzhong, to avoid suspicion, stayed anxiously at the doorway.
"When I administer treatnt, I dislike having others present," Ye Qichi stated outright.
Ming Yufang quickly caught on and said, "Yes, then we will excuse ourselves right away."
As long as they could save Xie Ruotong.
They naturally would agree to any condition.
All the more so since it was a request from the Princess, they could not refuse.
Ming Yufang instructed everyone to leave quickly.
Xie Ruilin gritted her teeth, initially wanting to watch Xie Ruotong die, but now had to let her go.
And seeing Ye Qichi’s deanor, it seed she might actually be able to save Xie Ruotong.
Though her heart was filled with all sorts of feelings, at this mont she could only follow everyone else and leave.
Everyone followed and left.
Song Yanqing too, stepping away.
Even though his steps were heavy.
"Song Yanqing, you stay," Ye Qichi suddenly instructed.
Without even glancing at Song Yanqing.
At this mont, she was seriously organizing her dical box, preparing the tools and relevant dicines inside.
Song Yanqing halted his steps.
Xie Ruilin, hearing Ye Qichi’s command, felt a surge of annoyance again.
Watching as Song Yanqing walked back, she gritted her teeth and left on her own.
Inside the room.
It was just Ye Qichi, Song Yanqing, and the unconscious Xie Ruotong.
Ye Qichi got all her surgical tools ready, then turned Xie Ruotong’s body around, positioning the wound facing her.
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