imperial psychologist

Chapter 61 Remaining life after catastrophe
Qu stared almost blankly at the hand that Bo Ling extended.

Her body seemed to be frozen there, without moving for a long time.

She had imagined many times that there might be someone who penetrated all the dark mist that she couldn't say, and finally came to her muddy place and extended a helping hand to her.

In her dreams, she dreamed countless times that someone supported her when she fell into the abyss.

But she never thought that it would be like this today.

Bai Ling's hand was smooth and white, revealing the fragility of a girl.

It's just that she couldn't figure out how such a young girl could say such things just now...

Everyone held their breath, looking at the scene in front of them, only felt that their hearts missed a beat.

Qu opened his mouth several times, as if he wanted to say something, but remained silent.

Death is a choice, but living is an instinct.

She has been struggling for so long, and the hand that stretched out is so real——Bai Ling is standing there, almost close at hand, as if she can surface the water with just a little movement.

"Can I still trust you again..." Qu Shi asked tremblingly.

Qu's inquiry reached everyone's ears.

"Yes." Bai Lingwen said.

That hand, Qu's hand that let go of the stone wall, finally slowly reached out to Bai Ling.

The moment the two held hands, Bo Ling grabbed her almost immediately and held her tightly.

She exhausted all her strength and pulled Qu Shi to her side.

It wasn't until this moment that all the servants finally dared to jump over to help.

Qu Shi fell on Bo Ling's body, she hugged Bo Ling tightly, buried her whole face on Bo Ling's shoulder, still sobbing silently.

Zheng Shu finally breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately felt that the world had turned upside down, and the maid at the side quickly supported her fallen body.

Qu Xiu was pinned to the ground and couldn't speak. He kept his head up and looked ahead. Seeing Qu's being rescued, he finally lowered his head in tears.

Baoyuan has already rushed over, hugged Qu tightly and cried loudly.

Bo Ling gently patted Qu Shi's back, stretched out his hand and pulled the blanket he brought aside, covering her and Bao Yuan's body.

"My lady, don't be afraid." Bai Ling said softly, as if comforting a crying girl.

The clouds in the sky are still surging, black clouds are gradually drifting towards the palace, probably it will rain again.

For everyone, just a moment ago, it seems like a century has passed.

……

The imperial concubine made another suicide attempt.

After returning to Chengqian Palace, several people helped the noble concubine into the room, and several people ran to the imperial hospital to ask the imperial physician to take a look. Zheng Shu and Bao Yuan accompanied Qu to rest in the inner room, and Fourteen escorted Qu Xiu to wait in the east wing. Holy ride

Bo Ling sat alone on the wooden chair in the outer room, silently watching the rush of the people in the palace with a bit of luck for the rest of his life.

Finally, it was temporarily suspended.

She sighed slightly in her heart, and suddenly realized how difficult it was for those colleagues who rushed to the front line of crisis intervention.

Once such a thing happened, she already felt exhausted physically and mentally, not to mention taking it as part of her daily work.

Perhaps it was because of the rain a few days ago and the light sleep, and the wind blowing on the palace wall again today, I felt a little drowsy at this time.

Very sleepy.

Bo Ling yawned, but still had to continue to stand by - the emperor was not in the palace at the moment, at least until he came back.

The curtain in the inner room was lifted, and Bao Yuan came out with red eyes, holding a small porcelain bottle in her hand, and walked straight to Bai Ling and sat down.

"How is your majesty?" Bai Ling asked softly.

"After blowing on the wall for so long, I must be exhausted, and I have fallen asleep now."

Bao Yuan took Bai Ling's left hand and slowly rolled up her sleeve.

Bai Ling followed Baoyuan's line of sight in a daze, only to find that his left arm was full of scratches, and there were a few severe scratches where his nails had dug into the flesh, leaving mottled blood mouth.

Baoyuan touched them lightly, and Bai Ling instinctively retracted his arms, only to feel a hot pain.

Compared with the pain, Berlin was more stunned—when were these wounds left?I have no impression of myself...

No wonder I've always felt itchy in my left hand since just now. I thought it was a skin allergy, but I didn't expect...

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Baoyuan's voice was as soft as a mosquito humming, and she lowered her head to twist the lid of the small porcelain bottle, "I don't know why I hit you so hard at that time. I'll give you medicine, bear with it—" —”

It was only then that Bai Ling remembered that this was probably scratched by Bao Yuan when she rushed over to the palace wall when she first arrived.

She pulled her hand back and said with a smile, "No, no... Sister Baoyuan just give me some white wine and let me disinfect the wound."

This is probably influenced by Bai Yi - don't put ointment on anything that touches the wound.

After all, in this era, there is neither sterilization treatment nor antiseptic measures, and no one can be sure whether the last smear on the wound is a medicine or a bacterial culture agent.

Bao Yuan looked even more sad, tears fell down patter.

Bai Ling put down his sleeves, and said softly, "This is a very precious gold-chuang medicine. I have minor injuries, so don't waste it. Don't blame yourself. I know you didn't mean it. At that time, everyone I'm very scared, how can I care about the seriousness—"

Before Bai Ling could finish speaking, Baoyuan had already rushed over and hugged her.

If it was said that he only trusted this little girl before, then now, Baoyuan probably has completely regarded her as his own.

"It's lucky to have you here, fortunately to have you here..." Bao Yuan choked up and whispered, "It's lucky to have you here..."

Bo Ling didn't interrupt, but just patted Baoyuan's back lightly, "You've worked hard too."

To take care of a depressed patient all the time is very hard work in itself.

Not to mention doing this as a court lady.

Zheng Shu also came out from the inside at this time - there are people outside, and she has to go and see.

In the quiet room at this moment, only Bao Yuan's crying could be heard.Bo Ling and Zheng Shu looked at each other, neither of them spoke, Zheng Shu sighed with a wry smile, and bowed to Bo Ling.

Bai Ling smiled back and watched Zheng Shu go to the yard for questioning.

When Baoyuan's crying gradually subsided, Zheng Shu also came back.

When Baoyuan heard the voice, she turned her head, and when she saw Zheng Shu, she quickly asked, "How is it? What do people outside say?"

Zheng Shu just made a silent movement, walked slowly to Bao Yuan and Bai Ling's side, and sat down too.

"Has it spread all over the city?" Bao Yuan asked worriedly, wiping away tears.

"No one dares to pass it on now. There is a newly promoted beauty who chewed the root of her tongue at noon, and she is already dead." Zheng Shu said in a low voice, "It was Huang Chongde's order personally issued by Huang Gonggong. Those who gossip among them shall be immediately executed with the rod, regardless of their rank or status."

"...!" Bo Ling and Bao Yuan felt a chill in their hearts.

Zheng Shu looked at the two of them wearily, "How can a beauty have such guts? It's not Lin Jieyu's instigation."

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