Princess Consort Is No Pushover

When he uncovered the tiles and wanted to see Yun Ruoyue's movements, Yun Ruoyue unexpectedly had a strange bottle and a strange mask in her hand.

"Damn it!" He cursed fiercely, and he didn't even see the most important place.

I don't know how Yun Ruoyue got it, but suddenly there were a few things in her hand.

At this moment, Yun Ruoyue had already taken the oxygen cylinder and the mask, she quickly walked to Mo Zhu, hung up the oxygen cylinder, and connected the device on the oxygen cylinder to the mask. Then she buckled the mask to Mo Zhu’s. Face.

As soon as the mask arrived, oxygen was delivered.

As soon as Mo Zhu breathed in oxygen, he let out a comfortable "Ah". He felt his body relaxed, as if his body was slowly getting through.

With this mask, his breathing was instantly smooth, and he was no longer uncomfortable.

Looking at this strange thing, Feng'er couldn't help asking the princess, "Manny, what is this? Where did you get it?"

"This is a compressed oxygen cylinder. Mo Zhu is currently deprived of oxygen. This is for him to inhale oxygen. He can breathe smoothly after inhaling oxygen, and people will not die."

"What is oxygen?" Feng'er looked dumbfounded.

"Oxygen is the gas we need to breathe in while we are alive. It is in the air. It is usually invisible and cannot be touched, but if people leave it, they will die." Yun Ruoyue explained.

"Is this for you too?" Feng'er asked.

Yun Ruoyue shook her head, "No, it was given to me by my mysterious master."

"Oh, miss, I understand."

Before Yun Ruoyue was afraid of being exposed, she passed Fengergou ahead of time. If someone asked who taught her medical skills, they would say it was taught by her mysterious master.

So Feng'er understood it as soon as she heard it.

She didn't understand why the young lady knew medical skills, and she had never seen the master.

But now that the young lady has become so powerful, she will not doubt and will protect her even more.

After supplying oxygen to Mo Zhu, Yun Ruoyue gave him another medicine to treat brain damage.

She also gave him a few anti-inflammatory drugs, the purpose is to eliminate the inflammation of the lungs.

If this persists for a few days, the toxicity of Mo Zhu's body will be eliminated.

Then, he uncovered Mo Zhu's trousers, took out the disposable scalpel from the cloth bag, and performed debridement surgery on him like the last time.

She trimmed off the pus-producing rotten flesh of Mo Zhu, disinfected the wound with iodophor, and then bandaged the wound.

After all this, she was already sweating profusely and panting for breath.

With the oxygen cylinder, Mo Zhu's face was obviously better. He fixedly looked at the princess, his eyes full of infatuation.

If the princess was not a princess, but just an ordinary doctor, how good would it be.

When Chu Xuanchen saw this, his face was already full of doubts, this woman unexpectedly gave him so much surprise.

He covered the tiles, and after coldly brushing his sleeves, he flew into the courtyard like an immortal, and the blue shadow was reflected under the plum tree, which looked magnificent and magnificent.

When he flew down, he was hit by the returning Mo Li.

Mo Li twitched his mouth, "Master, you just peeked at the princess on the roof?"

The place where the prince stood just now was the room where Mo Zhu was.

He believed that the prince flew up specially, definitely not peeking at Mo Zhu, it could only be the prince.

"Nonsense! How's the assassin's investigation going?" Chu Xuanchen folded his sleeves lightly, raised his hands, his eyes were cold from a thousand miles away.

Mo Li arched his hands: "The subordinates sent someone to investigate for a long time, and no clues were traced. The assassin is so powerful. He must be very familiar with our palace and can escape as soon as possible. The prince can rest assured that his subordinates have already sent someone to continue the investigation. The assassin must be caught."