Chapter 1306: Surgery

Although she hasn't been married yet, she can be regarded as the Emperor's prospective wife. She was always indispensable in various sacrificial banquets, and she was most annoyed by such scenes, and her heart was more tired than her body.

When the door was slammed, she rubbed her eyes and sat up, her voice was still hoarse: "Who is it?"

"Miss, it's General Fu. He said that General Zhou was seriously injured. Please go and take a look."

Bai Zhi woke up immediately, jumped out of bed quickly, pulled the clothes on the screen stand, put them on, and rushed out: "Take my medicine box."

Out of the yard, Bai Zhi went straight to the front hall.

No matter how bold Fu Zheng was, he would not dare to carry the man to the backyard, he would just wait for her in the front hall.

The front hall was brightly lit, Fu Zheng squatted beside Zhou Awu with tears in his eyes, he kept tugging on Zhou Awu's sleeve: "Wake up, wake up, you can't sleep anymore, if you continue to sleep, you might never wake up."

In his life, he has encountered too many life and death partings, so until now, he was still alone.

With Fu Zheng's current status and his not-so-old age, wanting to marry a good wife was simply a matter of words.

But he never married a wife, just because he didn't want to worry about others. He didn't want his wife and children to become unlucky because of him.

So he would rather live alone, whether he lives or dies, as long as he doesn't drag others down.

Zhou Awu was the brother he had been closest to in the past few years, the relative he recognizes, and the relative he does not want to lose.

Bai Zhi rushed forward, squatted on the other side of Zhou Awu, and quickly checked the wound on his body.

It was all sword wounds. The chest, abdomen, arms, thighs, and left waist were all sword wounds, either deep or shallow.

She dug out a thin tube from the medicine box and injected a small bottle of clear liquid into his body.

This was a special-effect life-saving solution developed by Shanghai Pharmaceutical Group for a hundred years, which can temporarily save the breath of the seriously injured and dying, and add time and opportunities for emergency rescue.

Originally, the operation should not be performed in this place, at least it should be transferred to a clean bed.

But the situation was critical, and the operation must be performed immediately.

Bai Zhi asked Fu Zheng to put together a few tea tables on the side, lifted Zhou Awu, and took off the blood-stained clothes on his body, and those shocking wounds fell in front of their eyes.

Bai Zhi said: "I'm going to start the operation right now, Fu Zheng, you go and pick up my sister-in-law and Ru'er, I'm afraid he won't be able to survive."

Fu Zheng nodded, and when he turned around, he couldn't hold back his tears, and they fell in unison.

When Zhao Sue and Ru'er arrived, Bai Zhi was still undergoing surgery inside. They only saw balls of gauze stained with blood thrown on the ground. Bai Zhi was wearing gloves while using the cold and sharp silver tools. She was doing all kinds of scary movements on Zhou Awu's body.

Zhao Sue almost fell to the ground, and the maidservant and Ru'er beside her hurriedly supported her.

"What, what's going on here?" Zhao Sue didn't even dare to go in and take a look. Her voice was trembling and she couldn't hear it.

Fu Zheng can't say much, only that he encountered an accident on the way out of the mission.

"He, can he still live?" Zhao Sue was sobbing. He looked like that, she was afraid he won't survive.

If Zhou Awu dies, what will happen to her and her two children?

Fu Zheng comforted: "He will be fine, you know Zhier's ability. Brother Zhou and I were able to escape alive, it was all because of the fake death pill she made, and she also saved many dying injured patients. There will be no accidents this time, definitely not."

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