Prosperous Concubine

Chapter 270
An Xiaoyue looked at him, and sneered disdainfully: "You are stupid, you don't have the driving skills to weave through the crowd, you don't touch pedestrians, and you still make excuses!"

The coachman has worked hard in Prince An's Mansion for decades. He watched An Xiaoyue grow up. He knows her bitterness, but she is the master. head, do not speak.

Mu Yutang frowned lightly: People on the street almost face each other, not to mention driving a carriage, even walking on the ground, it is impossible to shuttle through the crowd without bumping into any pedestrians, An Xiaoyue felt angry, Deliberately find fault with others.

As expected of an arrogant and domineering woman in the capital, she is completely unreasonable.

The little servant girl of the palace poked her head out of the car window, kept looking out, saw the big medical clinic on the side of the road, and whispered: "Miss, the Song's medical clinic is here."

An Xiaoyue's injury was treated by Dr. Song of the Song Family Medical Center. Every one or two days, he went to the palace to ask for her pulse. Today is the day to ask for the pulse. In order to leave the mansion, she volunteered to come to the doctor. Ask for pulse and take medicine.

An Xiaoyue snorted through her nostrils, supported the little maid's hand, got out of the carriage gracefully, walked past many pedestrians, and walked into the hospital with proud eyes.

Mu Yutang is free from illness and pain, and doesn't need to go to the hospital to see a doctor. Just as she was about to put down the car curtain, she saw a familiar figure sitting in the hospital: That's... Sun Weiguang!

Mu Yutang blinked hard, her wrinkled face, big strange eyes, and shriveled mouth were not Sun Weiguang.

The ruthless man and the domineering woman were injured and rested for many days, and once they went out, they unexpectedly met in the same hospital.

An Xiaoyue walked into the medical hall, and saw Sun Weiguang wrapped like a rice dumpling at a glance, her eyes were startled, and there was a strong sarcasm in her pupils: "Sun Weiguang, the eldest son of the dignified Marquis of Dingguo, is so injured. What a bad look, tsk tsk, it really... deserves it!"

Sun Weiguang looked at her gloating eyes with a gloomy expression. He was teaching Mu Yutang a lesson that day, but a nosy King Yan came and shot him into the wall. His body was broken in many places and he was lying in the room all the time. It was too boring to recuperate in the hospital, so I asked the servants to carry it out for a stroll, passing by Song's Medical Center, thinking about asking Dr. Song to help change the medicine, but I didn't expect to meet An Xiaoyue.

"Miss An failed to plot against others, and she deserved to be betrayed, injured, and poisoned!" Sun Weiguang was a bully in Mobei, and his venomous tongue was no worse than An Xiaoyue.

"You!" An Xiaoyue hurt Mu Yutang's failure and was bitten by a snake, which has always been a pain in her heart. No one in Prince An's mansion dared to mention it. Sun Weiguang opened her bloody wound mercilessly. He gritted his teeth with hatred, and said contemptuously: "Your injuries are calculated to be Mu Yutang's failure, and she will lead the army instead. Although my girl's body is still a little weak, she can run and jump. The ability is also fast, look at yourself, slumped in a wheelchair after being seriously injured, you are completely disabled."

"This girl's ability is beyond your reach. You dare to compare me with me. I don't know how high the sky is." An Xiaoyue raised her chin and looked down at Sun Weiguang, her eyes full of pride: "You are blind, but this girl has clear eyes and a clear heart. I know as much as you bastard."

Sentences of ruthless ridicule floated into his ears, Sun Weiguang's complexion became a little darker, and a haze appeared in his eyes, he is a slut, and An Xiaoyue is a self-righteous slut, how can he be more noble than him?
Seeing that he was silent, An Xiaoyue thought that he couldn't think of anything to refute herself. She was in a good mood, and she hummed softly, walked to the counter gracefully, and said loudly: "I am An Xiaoyue from Prince An's Mansion, let Doctor Song quickly Come out and check my pulse!"

Two quarters of an hour's time limit has passed, so hurry up and finish the pulse diagnosis, and she still has to walk around, stroll around, and relax.

The little drug boy looked at her who was arrogant and arrogant, frowned tightly in her heart, and said politely: "Miss An, please wait a moment, check Sun Gongzi's injuries and prescribe good medicine. I will check your pulse!"

An Xiaoyue's beautiful eyes narrowed sharply. It took at least a quarter of an hour to check the injury and apply the medicine. She didn't want to waste precious time waiting: "My pulse is very easy to diagnose, and it takes half a cup of tea to wait." No, let Doctor Song diagnose my pulse first..."

"This..." Little Yaotong was in a dilemma. The famous cruel men and domineering women in the capital are all unreasonable masters. He dared not offend any of them, and tried to follow their wishes: "If Mr. Sun agrees, ..."

"I don't agree!" Sun Weiguang interrupted Xiaoyaotong's words in a cold voice, his face was gloomy, and his voice was cold and sharp: "Everything must come first, first come first, my son's advanced medical center, Doctor Song should treat my wounds first..."

An Xiaoyue looked at his fat zongzi body, and taunted him mercilessly: "Your wound needs to be re-dressed, and it's not a fresh injury. You need to stop the bleeding and treat the injury. You will see a doctor at the party, and you won't die..."

Sun Weiguang looked at her haughty eyes, with dark lights flickering at the bottom of them, and poured out vicious words one by one: "You are just diagnosing the pulse of peace and changing the prescription, you are not just bitten by a snake, and the poison is all over your body, see later You can't even die..."

Before he finished speaking, he waved his hand, and two guards lifted up the soft chair and carried him into the doctor's room.

The curtain was drawn down, separating the eyes from inside and outside, An Xiaoyue's face was gloomy and terrifying: Sun Weiguang taunted her at her words, and mercilessly rushed into the doctor's room ahead of her. What can't be tolerated!
With a cold look in her eyes, she opened the curtain and walked in. The gray-haired Doctor Song was facing her, checking Sun Weiguang's injuries. The abdomen is covered with hideous scars after the fire, which is extremely penetrating.

An Xiaoyue was taken aback and screamed in shock: "Sun Weiguang, why is your body so terrifying? It's frightening to death. The beggars on the street wash their clothes more than you. I thought your face was gone. It's the limit of ugliness. I didn't expect your body to be uglier than your face. Ahhh, you're so ugly. You should be bored at home waiting for Dr. Song to change your medicine. You came here to show off your disgusting figure, tsk tsk , aren't you afraid that the guests of Song's Medical Center will be scared away by you?"

At this time, An Xiaoyue had completely forgotten that the infirmary only received one guest at a time, and if she hadn't barged in, she wouldn't have seen Sun Weiguang's ugly body.

Sun Weiguang's face was so dark that ink dripped out instantly, he looked at An Xiaoyue coldly, and gritted his teeth: "Get out!" His bones haven't healed yet, so he can't do anything, otherwise, he would have punched her long ago and smashed her face. Nasty mouth.

"Sun Weiguang, you are just a son of Dingguohou's mansion, and you dare to speak to me in such a tone, who gave you the courage?" An Xiaoyue's beautiful eyes burst into flames, and she was furious. Prince An guarded that no matter the people in the capital or the high-ranking officials, they would all give her a bad face when they saw her. Sun Weiguang dared to yell at her, and he was so impatient.

(End of this chapter)