The medical concubine arrives: Prince, don't be arrogant

Chapter 20
Ye Qingming didn't reply to her, but tilted his head slightly, and let out a short and hasty low whistle, Wang Yuetong felt the light dim in front of his eyes, and a man in gray was already standing beside the bed with his head bowed.

"My lord!" The man in gray raised his head slightly, and immediately saw Ye Qingming leaning against the bed with a pale face, as if he was dying, and immediately exclaimed.

He waved his hand, his eyes fell on the two men in black who were still in a coma on the ground, and he ordered to the man in gray: "Take these two people down."

"Yes!" The gray-clothed man had already spotted the two people on the ground as soon as he entered the room, and he said worriedly after hearing Ye Qingming's order: "Your injury..."

Wang Yuetong interjected: "I am responsible for his injury, but I need some things now, you bring these things I need, and I will start to treat him."

After she finished speaking, she got up and went to the desk beside her to take out the rice paper and began to write. The man in gray didn't listen to her, and still looked at Ye Qingming worriedly.

"My lord, my subordinates are going to invite Mr. Qi here now!"

"No need." Ye Qingming propped herself up with her arms, sat up slightly with her weak body, closed her eyes and said lightly, "Do as she said, and don't reveal anything about what happened tonight."

Just at this time, Wang Yuetong had already finished writing, and took the paper to the man in gray and handed it to him, "These are the medicinal materials I need to heal his wounds, quickly boil the medicinal materials I marked, and pour them into the bathtub." Bring me the rest of the medicinal materials, and you may not see your prince after a while."

"This..." The man in gray held the paper and motioned Ye Qingming to take a look.

"Go and grab it." Ye Qingming waved his hand, his eyes turned slightly, but his eyes on Wang Yuetong were meaningful.

There is nothing special about the medicinal materials on that piece of paper, but there are many more medicines that should not be used.

Wang Yuetong accepted his gaze calmly, and said with a slight smile: "Don't be so stingy, the palace is so big, it won't be so hard to even search for these medicines, right?"

After receiving the order, the man in gray turned his head and gave Wang Yuetong a cold, slightly warning look, then picked up the two assassins on the ground and disappeared in a flash.

But after half a stick of incense, the bathtub was already placed in the room.

Seeing that the man in gray was about to leave again, she hurriedly stopped him, "Wait a while and don't leave! Help me move your prince to sit in the tub, I can't move him."

The man in gray looked at her, and then at Ye Qingming on the bed, as if he was a little embarrassed by her request.

Ye Qingming simply stood up straight, stepped into the bathtub with his long legs and sat cross-legged. The man in gray didn't say anything, and disappeared into the room again in a flash.

Wang Yuetong shrugged, took out the acupuncture bag she was carrying from her waist, picked up a silver needle with her fingertips, and said to Ye Qingming, who was facing her back: "You should have internal strength, right? Use acupuncture to force toxins out of your five internal organs, and you use internal force to guide these toxins to your left hand, can you do that?"

With his back facing her, the back of his pitch-black head nodded slightly, Wang Yuetong took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice after posing, "Then I'll start now!"

As soon as the words fell, the shot was like lightning, and a needle had already pierced the acupuncture points on his back, followed by one after another, but in the blink of an eye, there were already more than ten acupuncture points on his back!
After half a cup of tea, Wang Yuetong raised his sleeves and wiped the sweat from his forehead. His face was a little pale because of his concentration and tension, and his slender fingers, which were as calm as mountains when he applied the needles, trembled slightly.

"Okay, now you use your inner strength to guide!" She said, her voice a little hoarse.

Ye Qingming changed her gestures as soon as she finished speaking, put her right middle finger and index finger together on her left arm, and moved down little by little. Following the direction of his fingers, you can clearly see a thumb-thick line. The black line is slowly flowing in the direction of the left index finger.

When the black line reached the tip of the index finger, Ye Qingming's entire finger was already pitch black, and it looked terrifying.

Wang Yuetong quickly twisted a silver needle and pricked his finger, a stream of extremely dark blood shot out immediately, and fell to the ground with an extremely stench.

When his whole finger returned to normal color, and the blood that flowed out had turned bright red, Wang Yuetong let go of the heart he had raised so high, his whole body seemed to be pumped out by someone, His body wobbled and he almost fell limp to the ground. Fortunately, he supported the edge of the tub with his arms in time, otherwise he would have made a fool of himself.

"It's finally over." She exhaled the turbid air in her chest, and once again concentrated on pulling out the silver needles on Ye Qingming's back one by one.

"Let's soak for a while, I'll go drink tea, I haven't been so tired for a long time, I almost couldn't hold on!" She shook her head, walked to the table with her limp legs and sat down, poured herself a cup of tea, and was very bold He raised his head and gulped it down, wiped his mouth casually and lay down on the table.

After half an hour had passed, Wang Yuetong managed to regain some energy, turned her face to Ye Qingming who was still soaking in the bathtub and said, "Okay, it's okay, come out by yourself." Lying facelessly on the table.

Ye Qingming stood up as he said, with clear texture on his muscular back, and water marks streaked across his wheat-colored skin, running down the hollows of his spine until they disappeared.

Looking at this lively scene, Wang Yuetong smacked her lips secretly, and looked away to see the gauze on the table that the man in gray brought over by the way, "Tsk, you are really loyal."

He picked up the gauze and walked to Ye Qingming who was already leaning on the bed, and began to bandage her again. This time, because he woke up very fast, the bandage was completed in minutes, and a beautiful wound was slapped on his chest. bow.

As soon as Ye Qingming lowered his head, he saw the lump on his chest, his brows furrowed, and he said coldly, "What is this?"

Wang Yuetong looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction, and when he heard his question, he blinked his eyes and said innocently: "It's a good knot!"

Ye Qingming's face darkened, and he said in a cold voice: "Re-bandage!"

She was instantly unhappy, "Why? How beautiful it is! If you ask me to re-bandage it, I will re-bandage it. How embarrassing it will be for me!"

"Just say what this king says once." Ye Qingming's peach blossom eyes were icy, and there was no tone of negotiable tone in her tone. Wang Yuetong frowned slightly, curled her lips and resigned to his fate to tie the knot again.

There is no way, who makes the situation stronger than people, people have to bow their heads under the eaves.

By the time it was finished again, Wang Yuetong was so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyelids, and her whole body was extremely exhausted. The wedding night on the first day of the wedding was full of twists and turns, extremely thrilling, and even her life was almost on the line. Here it is.

Looking sideways at someone leaning on the bed with closed eyes, and looking at the narrow soft couch she was staying in before, I suddenly felt a little unbalanced.

Now that the cooperation has been reached, and all the places she should expose have been exposed, and there is no need to pretend to be reserved, then she must work for her own benefit.

Thinking of this, Wang Yuetong rolled her eyes, took off her shoes and turned over on the innermost side of the bed to lie down. She was so comfortable that she couldn't help sighing, rubbed the pillow contentedly, and was about to fall asleep.

As a result, a cold voice sounded in my ear, "Get off!"

(End of this chapter)