The world's best doctor: the prince is at your fingertips

Chapter 342 The Martial Arts Conference Begins
When Qin's mother heard it, she stopped talking. She looked at Qin Qingwan and shouted: "Shut up, don't you know what happened to their family? Are you still a baby? Everyone is gone, so you go to be a widow? Don't mention it again! Without the Shen family, it's not like there are no other people."

Qin Qingwan sighed and began to embroider flowers slowly.

She really wanted to ask her mother just now, what if that person hadn't died?What should you do?

But she didn't have the courage to ask at all.

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Inside Shangyin's prison, Shen Changqing grabbed the wooden fence and yelled, "Let me out, let me out!"

The catcher yawned, and walked slowly to the fence, "No, Miss Shen, the imperial envoy personally gave the order."

Shen Changqing was anxious, "Our family is about to participate in the martial arts conference! Hurry up and report."

The martial arts conference is actually very important, because it can drive the development of the local area, and the county magistrate attaches great importance to it.The arrester didn't dare to say anything more, so he ran to report immediately.

The county magistrate asked Chu Jiexun again, and Chu Jiexun gave him an indifferent look, "Let him out first, and then arrest him again when it's over. We'll shut him down for a month."

The county magistrate laughed along with him, the Shen family was out of luck and ran into the imperial envoy.

Every year in the martial arts conference, in addition to martial arts fighting, there will also be competitions in medical skills, so Miss Shen is indispensable.

When Shen Changqing came out of the prison, she sneered, "See how I deal with you!"

After finishing speaking, she had to go back to the house to change clothes. She had already eaten in prison for several days.It's disgusting.

Turning around and stepping into the alley leading to my home, the autumn wind really rolled up the leaves on the ground.She looked at the sky, it was terribly gloomy.

Just as he was about to leave, a veiled and graceful woman stood at the front of the alley, holding an umbrella.

Along the way, Shen Changqing had nowhere to vent his anger.Seeing that woman took her own way, she was a little unhappy, "Get out of the way for Miss Ben! Don't get in the way."

The woman chuckled, stretched out her hand and gently brushed Shen Changqing's face.

When cold fingers touched Shen Changqing's face, she couldn't help shivering. "Go away! What do you want to do?"

"It's really beautiful."

Upon hearing this, Shen Changqing smiled proudly. "Of course... ah!" Looking carefully, the woman under the veil... was... disfigured!very scary.

Shen Changqing was so frightened that he took a few steps back and pulled out the whip on his body, "Go away, Miss Ben is going home."

The woman's voice was very pleasant, and she smiled gently, "It's fine for me to go back for you."

Shen Changqing didn't know what the woman meant, but saw the woman suddenly stretched out her hand, her long nails caught her hair in an instant, and gently scratched her fair little face with the nails, "This face is beautiful Woolen cloth."

According to a fruit vendor, he passed by the alley by accident and heard a woman screaming.The voice was familiar, but it was too scary.The peddler ran away in fright.

The martial arts conference came as scheduled, and Song Yiqing and Yun Poyue went down the mountain three days later to the main peak of Qiulin Mountain.

Along the way, many people from the martial arts came, and their voices were very loud.

The location of the martial arts conference was the mountainside of Qiulin Mountain. Song Yiqing climbed the mountain panting, watching the heroes fly away...

Song Yiqing wanted to cry, but which bastard was going to hold it on the mountainside?

Seeing her walking hard, Yun Poyue asked, "Do you need me to carry you up?"

"Just play."

When Song Yiqing reached the halfway up the mountain, the master guarding outside said: "Are you also here to participate in the martial arts conference? Come in quickly, it's about to start."

Song Yiqing panted and rushed in.

The old man standing in the middle of the field stopped talking when he saw the young girl rushing out suddenly.Everyone in the audience turned to look at Song Yiqing and Yun Poyue at the door.

Someone laughed in a low voice, "Isn't that the woman you saw just now?"

"That's right, why don't you join in the fun if you don't know martial arts?"

"I've been on the mountain longer than her, how did I get up?"

No matter how small the people in the martial arts world speak, the people around them can hear them all. With such word of mouth, Song Yiqing was regarded as a joke by everyone present.

Song Yiqing swung her sleeves, sneered, and saw Mo Chengyuan and Mu Lingfeng who covered their faces with their sleeves.

Damn, the old man Mu Lingfeng still dislikes her?

Dislike her for begging her to be his apprentice?

She walked towards the holy doctor's door with a sullen face, Mo Chengyuan smiled, and said to the boy: "Bring me a chair for my junior sister."

"It turned out to be someone from the Holy Doctor School?"

"Then...then this girl is the last disciple of Mu Shenyi?"

"No, I seem to have seen this woman before."

"Wait a minute, didn't this woman give free medical treatment in Shangyin?"

Song Yiqing didn't bother to care about the group of psychopaths, took the tea Mo Chengyuan handed over, took a sip to warm her stomach, and finally sat down on a chair.

She tugged at Mu Lingfeng's sleeve, "What are you covering up? Did I embarrass you?"

Mu Lingfeng had a bitter face, "It's really embarrassing." The closed disciple of the holy doctor's school didn't know martial arts, and he was panting after climbing the mountain, and he was the last one to...

Song Yiqing made a cut, and sat upright.

Behind him, a middle-aged man with a mustache came over with a booklet and said, "Girl, please register your name, we need to register."

Song Yiqing nodded, "Song Yiqing."

The man with the mustache nodded, and then wrote a Song character on it, and asked in amazement, "Song Yiqing? Song Immortal Doctor?"

Song Yiqing rolled her eyes, "Yes."

How dare you look down on her?

What's wrong with not knowing martial arts?
Don't come to see a doctor if you are cut off.

The person who laughed at her just now shut up and looked at her differently.

"It turns out that... the last disciple of Miracle Physician Mu turned out to be the Immortal Physician Song who is well-known in the southwest."

"No wonder it's so powerful."

Song Yiqing took a deep breath in her heart. She laughed at her just now, but now she is praising her again?
The old man in the middle of the arena looked at Song Yiqing, nodded, and coughed, "Since everyone is here, Wen is going to read out the precautions for this martial arts conference."

Song Yiqing lowered her voice and asked, "Who is this old man?"

"Today's martial arts leader."

Song Yiqing was shocked, "How can she be the leader at such an advanced age? So strong?"

Mo Chengyuan almost lost his temper with laughter, and said in a low voice: "The leader is only five or sixty years old..."

Song Yiqing looked at the old man on the stage. His head was full of white hair and his face was full of wrinkles. He must be 80 or [-] years old, right? "This practice of martial arts has made him so old?"

Strange.

Song Yiqing listened to the old man talking on it, looked around, but couldn't find Sang Yi.She stretched out her hand and tugged at the corner of Yun Poyue's clothes standing behind her, Yun Poyue lowered her head in surprise.

"Huh?" She winked at him.

Yun Poyue was puzzled, "What's the matter, master?" What's wrong with the eyes?

"Boss?"

Yun Poyue was surprised, and reached out to touch Song Yiqing's head, "Have a headache?"

Depend on!Ask your family leader!What a headache!
(End of this chapter)