When the child's cry came, Zhao Wanxi's consciousness became more and more blurred. She couldn't distinguish between dream and reality. She blurted out the words "umbilical cord blood" and then passed out in a coma.

"Sister Wanxi..."

Joan was shocked. She was always by her master's side, and now she knew what was the most important thing.

She was wearing sheep gut gloves, and held the fat boy to Hua Shuying, who was waiting on the other side of the curtain.

At this moment, Hua Shuying's face was solemn and calm, completely different from the panic just now.

He calmly took off the umbilical cord blood and guided it with silver needles. The blood vessels were inserted into lengjunao's vital acupoints along the silver needles. The silver needles with umbilical cord blood were inserted into all the acupoints of the five zang organs, accurate and rapid.

Joan will be prepared in advance to open the list of clothes, first wipe the wailing fat boy warm package, and then help Zhao Wanxi clean up a dirty blood filth.

Just born fat boy cry loud and clear, full of confidence, the house just born girl also seems to be infected, not to be outdone also cry.

With the insertion of the silver needle, the black blood overflows from the man's body along the seam of the needle. Leng junao's body suddenly begins to twitch, Hua Shuying's face suddenly changes, her thin lips are tight, and she is solemn and cold.

"NingShun Dusi, quickly throw your master into the water of Qiyun River and soak it until all the venom is discharged."

Hua Shuying decisively made a decision, although he is not sure whether this method is effective, but if it continues to be consumed like this, the situation is certainly not good.

Zhao Wanxi still did not respond, such a big movement did not wake her up, Joan's eyes across a trace of confusion, just Lanxi princess gave birth to a child but sober, how come it's her turn to fall asleep?

The cry of the little prince made Joan unable to think about it carefully. She kept shaking and coaxing the little prince: "little prince, please don't cry..."

At present, the emperor and the empress are in a coma, especially when the emperor's life and death are uncertain. The little prince's incessant crying is really frightening. He always feels that something big is going to happen.

NingShun Dusi carefully carried the master out of the cave. At the critical moment, Hua Shuying was not at ease. He had to go with him!

"Joan, you're going to take care of this!"

With two pregnant women and three children, Joan is the only one who has the ability to take care of herself. Hua Shuying also has an indescribable uneasiness in her heart.

Joan urged: "don't worry, young master Hua! I will take care of several Masters.... "

As long as they can cure the strange poison in the emperor's body, it's not in vain that they come to the Qiyun mountain to avoid the search of the Yu Liao army and give birth in a cave with difficult conditions, which makes Princess Lanxi and sister Wanxi feel aggrieved.

Hua Shuying didn't dare to slack off. The four of them rushed out of the cave. The cry of the little prince was more loud and powerful. It was like a new born child.

Joan can't coax her. A childish voice says, "sister Joan, let me hold my brother, OK?"

Tong'er looks up at her pink face, opens her arms and stares at Joan. It's really hard for her to refuse.

Qiong'er doesn't dare to let go completely. She squats down and hands the baby boy to tong'er. What people don't expect is that the cry stops suddenly.