Before Feng Ming touched the ground, Mo Yunjing had already pulled him back in time.

He felt Feng Ming's weak breath, and his expression became more and more serious, "Feng Ming?"

Feng Ming had completely lost consciousness at this time and could not hear anything he shouted.

Mo Yunjing frowned without delay. He didn't care about anything else now, so he immediately put Feng Ming on his back and used his light skills to rush to the royal palace.

Mo Yunjing knew what Feng Ming meant to An Xuetang, so even though she knew that An Xuetang would be worried when she saw Feng Ming like this, she thought that Feng Ming would really go like this when she thought about what Feng Ming said.

If An Xuetang hadn't even seen Feng Ming's last side... he thought she would have left regrets in her heart for the rest of her life.

An Xuetang was dealing with her medicines, and suddenly a loud noise came from inside and outside the yard. Her heart trembled and she looked at Ning'er. Ning'er immediately turned around and went out to check.

Before Ning'er could speak, she saw Mo Yunjing carrying their valley master into the princess' operating room in great anxiety.

"Tangtang, come here quickly."

Mo Yunjing's voice came from the operating room, and An Xuetang's face changed drastically. She almost forgot that she was still pregnant in her stomach. She ran out and rushed directly into the next operating room.

As soon as she rushed in, she was about to ask Mo Yunjing what happened, but her eyes fell accurately on Feng Ming on the operating table.

Feng Ming's face was as pale as paper, which was like she had never seen before. Moreover, there was a little blood stain on the corners of his mouth, and An Xuetang's face turned pale.

She rushed to Feng Ming and asked Mo Yunjing while checking his body, "A Jing, what's wrong with brother?"

The sound of her speaking was trembling, a panic that she had never experienced before.

Especially after the examination, she found that Feng Ming had heart failure and his breathing became weaker and weaker, but by taking the pulse, she didn't know what was wrong with his body due to heart failure.

Mo Yunjing looked at her trembling body that was almost unstable, and he reached out to her shoulder, "He must have been sick. He has indeed had problems with his body and vomited blood just now."

Disease?

An Xuetang couldn't stop trembling with her hands. She had always known that Feng Ming's body had a special condition, but she really didn't expect that his body would be so bad.

Ning'er stood aside and clenched her fists, and she was anxious, but if even the princess was helpless about the Valley Master's illness, what ability could she... have to save people?

An Xuetang took Feng Ming's pulse again and began to check his pupils. Seeing that his pupils were actually scattered, she almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, Mo Yunjing was by her side and helped her in time.

In this era without defibrillator and no effective first aid equipment, Feng Ming is really dangerous. If he doesn't do anything, he may not be able to survive today.

Thinking of this, An Xuetang felt even more afraid, but the next moment, she didn't know what she remembered and suddenly looked at Ning'er at the door:

"Hurry, go get my syringe and the bottle that I haven't extracted successfully, go and get it to me."

Ning'er realized that although she didn't know what she had thought of, she quickly went to get what their princess wanted.

After An Xuetang stood firm, she pushed Mo Yunjing away, and then she lay on Feng Ming's chest and listened to his heartbeat.

Mo Yunjing quietly retreated aside. If it were the same, as long as he was there, An Xuetang would not have the chance to do such a behavior to Feng Ming.

However, in the face of life and death, he seemed to be able to understand An Xuetang's words: In the eyes of the doctor, there are only patients, no men and women.

After hearing Feng Ming's heartbeat, An Xuetang checked his pupils again. Feng Ming's appearance was clearly dying.

No!

Her brother is so young that he will not die!

An Xuetang forced herself to comfort herself in her heart, and Ning'er also came back with the things.

An Xuetang took out the syringe that he had only made not long ago, and then took the porcelain bottle from Ning'er.

The stuff inside was something she tried to extract from the adrenal glands of the livestock over the past few days, but it was the first time she extracted this thing. She knew that the things she extracted tasted different from the adrenaline in the 21st century.

So she always felt that this thing was not extracted successfully, but judging from her brother's current physical condition, he really needed this heart-boosting needle and adrenaline.

The cardiac injections given in hospitals in the 221st century, including adrenaline and norepinephrine. These two drugs are adrenaline receptor agonists. They can both stimulate the heart, increase myocardial contractility, accelerate heart rate, contract internal organ blood vessels, and increase blood pressure. They are used to rescue patients with allergic shock and cardiac arrest.

However, such drugs can be decomposed by digestive fluids, so they are ineffective oral administration and need to be effective three to five minutes after subcutaneous injection.

Her brother had difficulty breathing and his heart contracted abnormally. At this time, she had no other choice but to inject adrenaline that was successful under the skin.

An Xuetang put adrenaline into the syringe. She looked at Feng Ming with a particularly complicated look. In the end, she could only grit her teeth and punch this thing into his body.
Chapter completed!