Chapter 29
Seeing his posture, the villagers were not to be outdone, and said, "We execute this unclean woman, why are you making trouble?"

Seeing that Qingqing was dying, Fang Shaoqi didn't argue with them, but said to the bodyguards beside him, "Look at them, I'll go up and save them."

He tapped his toes lightly, and the whole person was already flying into the air. With a little force on his fingers, the ropes binding Qingqing were broken, and Qingqing immediately fell into her arms.

She saw that face clearly with the last trace of thought, and she suddenly became oblivious.

The villagers' nursing homes and bodyguards fought together, but Fang Shaoqi walked towards the entrance of the village without looking back, holding Qingqing in his arms.

After getting into the carriage, he carefully put Qingqing on the soft pillow. Compared with the last time he saw her, she was much thinner.

He lightly took a handkerchief and dipped a little water in the kettle to wipe her face, which was smudged by the smoke, clean.

I only heard Qing Qing muttering, "I'm so thirsty, water..."

Fang Shaoqi hurriedly poured the water from the kettle into his mouth gently, he lifted the car curtain lightly, and saw that the bodyguards had come back, the patriarch wanted to let Qingqing go, after they made such a fuss, he thought it was okay. This kind of female casualty is not worth the excuse, let Qingqing go.

Fang Shaoqi told Uncle Fang, "Uncle Fang, you take the team back to the silk satin workshop first. I will go to the other hospital in the suburbs of Beijing and let Dr. Hu see her illness." She brought it to the house quickly.

Uncle Fang led the team to move on, and the coachman drove the carriage to the other courtyard in the west.

Fang Shaoqi took out a delicate small bottle from his sleeve, pulled off the red cloth cover on it, and poured out two small light green pills, which he fed to Qingqing with water. Expensive medicinal materials have been refined for 49 days, which can protect the liver when a person is in critical condition.

Although Qingqing was still in a coma, she felt a burst of coolness soaking into her throat, which made her very comfortable.

The other courtyard is not very big, but it is very elegantly decorated, with shaded bamboo groves and gurgling waterwheels, lying quietly on the embroidered bed with lavender curtains.

The doctor Fang Shaoqi invited wrote Fang Zidao with a pen on his pulse, "This girl is overthinking and has depression in her heart. She has been pregnant for two months and she fainted because of the shock. It's nothing serious, old man. Prescribe a few decoctions, take them on time, and rest in peace."

(End of this chapter)

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