mesbooks Chapter 275 Not optimistic
Chapter 275 Not optimistic
Su Ran was like a black lightning, displaying his amazing and superb lightness skills, moving quickly through the streets of the capital.
His figure passed by like a ghost, his feet tapping lightly, each point of force being just right. The sound of the wind he brought whistled through the noisy streets, just like the cry of an owl at night.
At this moment, he was holding Shen Li tightly in his arms. Her face was as pale as paper, and her bloodless lips were slightly open, as if life was being drained away from her body bit by bit.
Su Ran's eyes were full of self-blame and heartache. His gaze was like a deep lake, and the regret in it was like a whirlpool, bottomless and surging.
Ever since he saw Shen Li resolutely stand in front of the fatal arrow to save him, and then fall down like a withered petal, Su Ran's heart was filled with endless regret.
He cursed himself countless times in his heart, hating himself for implementing such a stupid plan.
The moment Shen Li fell down kept replaying in his mind. That scene was like a demon haunting him, making it difficult for him to breathe.
Every time he thought about it, it was like a sharp knife stabbing into his heart. Now, Shen Li was trapped in a desperate situation where his life or death was uncertain. All this was like a nightmare from which he could not wake up, and he was the culprit of this nightmare.
Su Ran's attainments in lightness skills had already reached the pinnacle. In just a fleeting moment, he returned to the Fuxi County Lady's Mansion with Shen Li, whose life or death was unknown.
The servants in the mansion heard the hurried footsteps and looked sideways. When they saw Su Ran hurried in holding Shen Li with an arrow stuck in her heart, they immediately panicked.
Their faces were filled with terror and helplessness, their eyes were filled with worry and fear. For a moment they didn't know what to do and could only cry out: "County Lady! What happened to the young lady?" The shouts came one after another, echoing in the sky above the mansion, making the originally quiet night exceptionally noisy and uneasy.
Nanny Li was busy in the inner courtyard. When she heard the noise, her heart suddenly tightened and an ominous premonition came to her mind.
She hurriedly put down the work in her hands and ran out of the inner courtyard in a hurry.
She saw Shen Li, whose face was pale in Su Ran's arms, at a glance. The heart-wrenching scene made her face turn as pale as snow in an instant, and her eyes were full of fear and anxiety.
She unconsciously covered her mouth with her hands, tears welling up in her eyes. Then she immediately shouted to Zhao Lin who had just entered the room, "Commander Zhao, quickly go to the palace to call the imperial physician. The young lady has been assassinated and shot in the chest! There is no time to delay!"
Nanny Li's voice became sharp and piercing because of her anxiety, and her body was trembling slightly. Ever since she was ordered to serve in this mansion, she had already treated Shen Li as her own daughter. Seeing the young lady in this state, her heart felt like it was being cut by a knife, and the pain made her almost unable to stand.
When Zhao Lin heard this, his face darkened instantly, and his originally resolute face became even colder.
He answered without hesitation, "Yes!" and turned around and ran quickly towards the palace.
He was well aware of the seriousness of the matter. Every second that passed could bring Shen Li one step closer to death, so his steps became more and more rapid, as if there was a wind under his feet.
His eyes revealed determination and resoluteness, and he prayed silently in his heart that he could invite the imperial physician as soon as possible to save Shen Li's life.
Su Ran carried Shen Li and walked straight towards her room. His steps were slow and heavy, and each step seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, as if he was afraid of disturbing Shen Li in his arms.
After entering the room, he carefully placed her on the bed, his movements as gentle as if he was handling a rare treasure, as if he was holding the most precious and fragile treasure in the world.
His hands trembled slightly as he gently brushed away the messy hair on Shen Li's forehead. The hair was as lifeless as dead grass.
He looked at her bloodless face, his heart filled with pain and regret.
His eyes were slightly red, tears welling up in them, but he stubbornly refused to let them fall. He just bit his lips tightly, and traces of blood seeped out of his lips, as if only this could ease the pain in his heart.
Soon, Zhao Lin hurried over with the imperial physician. The imperial physician immediately came to the bedside and began to diagnose Shen Li's injuries with a serious expression.
He first carefully examined the wound, his brows furrowed into a deep "川" shape. The blood on the wound had dried up, and the surrounding skin appeared a bluish-purple color, which was shocking.
Then, he opened Shen Li's eyelids and observed her pupils. Shen Li's pupils were a little dilated and her reaction to light was very weak.
Then, he concentrated on taking Shen Li's pulse and feeling the subtle changes in it. His fingers rested lightly on Shen Li's wrist, his expression focused and nervous.
The room was filled with a tense and oppressive atmosphere. No one dared to breathe. They could only hear the occasional slight sigh from the imperial physician. That sigh was like a heavy hammer, hitting everyone's heart again and again.
After a long moment, the imperial physician slowly stood up, his face grim. He shook his head and said, "The county lady's injuries are extremely serious. The arrow has damaged her heart and lungs, causing excessive bleeding. The situation is not optimistic... I can only prescribe some hemostatic and analgesic prescriptions and try my best to stabilize her condition. However, whether she can survive this ordeal depends on her luck."
When Su Ran heard the imperial physician's words, he was struck by lightning. His body shook violently, as if he had been struck by lightning.
His hands were clenched tightly into fists, his nails dug deep into his palms, blood was slowly flowing out from between his fingers, but he was completely unaware.
His eyes were filled with pain and unwillingness, and it seemed as if he wanted to burn everything around him.
"You are just a quack! No! There must be a way!" He muttered to himself, his voice low and hoarse, like the groaning of a wounded beast.
Su Ran was extremely anxious. He used his lightness skills to quickly travel back to "Cangyue Pavilion".
When they found the miracle doctor Xu Zhe, they grabbed him without saying anything and rushed to the county lady's mansion without stopping.
Along the way, Su Ran looked flustered, his steps were hurried, and the wind was whistling in his ears. Soon, the two of them found themselves in the chaotic county lord's mansion again.
Xu Zhe looked solemn as he quickly walked to Shen Li's bedside, stretched out his hand, placed his slender fingers on Shen Li's slender wrist, and carefully took her pulse.
For a moment, the room was so quiet that only the sounds of everyone's nervous breathing could be heard.
After a moment, Xu Zhe slowly withdrew his hand, frowned, and gently shook his head at Su Ran. The movement of shaking his head seemed to carry endless regret and powerlessness.
The maids, old women and guards who had been hoping that the miracle doctor could bring a turn for the situation could no longer suppress their inner grief and began to sob softly after seeing this.
The cries intertwined together, as if they were a sad song for the dying life, spreading in the chaotic county lady's mansion, adding a bit of desolation and sadness.
The light in Su Ran's eyes was extinguished in an instant. He looked at the unconscious Shen Li in front of him with a pale face like paper, and swore secretly in his heart that he would find a way to save Shen Li even if he had to travel to the ends of the earth and pay any price. He would never let her leave him like this!
His eyes revealed a kind of determination and resolve, as if he was ready to fight fate to the end.