Calm Little Lady: The Queen's Leisurely Life

Chapter 570 Even though we meet, we don’t know each other [3]

【Even if we meet but don't know each other【3】】

In the past month, Rong Guo was so busy in the medical center that he hardly closed his eyes.

The reason was the earthquake late that night, and the rare snowstorm that followed for ten days and ten nights.

Many houses in the capital city collapsed in this sudden earthquake, and then encountered blizzards and freezing, resulting in countless casualties among the people.

All the medical clinics in the city were filled with seriously injured people, and those who were not seriously injured and homeless were arranged by the government to the barracks of the Cangzhou garrison.

Not only did he have to treat Diudiu every day, but he also had to treat many injured people. After a month, he lost a lot of weight.

Today, the January deadline set by Rong Guo arrived, and Lu Xizhao urged Song Qingshan to bring her to the Ping An Medical Center early in the morning.

But seeing that Diudiu was still unconscious at this moment, Lu Xizhao couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

"Benefactor, why did you appear in Lidu alone? Why are you covered in bruises? What about that Mr. Xuefeng who is so powerful in spells? Why didn't he protect you by your side? Why did he leave you here alone while pregnant? "

Lu Xizhao murmured to herself and burst into tears.

Her vision was a bit blurred, so she couldn't notice Diu Diu's eyelashes trembling slightly when she said the word "Xue Feng".

Lu Xizhao turned around suddenly, leaning on the edge of the couch with one hand and protecting her abdomen with the other, she knelt down facing Rong Guo slowly.

Rong Guo was startled, bent down hastily, and stretched out his hands to support Lu Xizhao's arms, "Sister Song, what are you doing? Please get up."

Song Qingshan seemed to understand his wife's thoughts, and even walked over and knelt down next to his wife.

"Doctor Rong, I beg you to heal my benefactor." Lu Xizhao looked up at Rong Guo's gentle and clear eyes, and begged.

Rong Guo let go of the two hands holding Lu Xizhao's arms, stood up slowly, looked helplessly at the couple kneeling in front of him, and said solemnly: "It is the duty of a doctor to save the dying and heal the wounded, and Rong Guo will do his best to heal Diu Diu Girl's."

"Thank you, Doctor Rong." Lu Xizhao bowed down and kowtowed in gratitude.

Rong Guo couldn't help frowning and said: "If Mrs. Song wants to do this again, please take Miss Diu away."

Only then did Lu Xizhao stand up slowly, turned around and stared at Diudiu on the couch with tears in her eyes, and said softly: "Benefactor, for the sake of the child in your womb, you must get well soon."

After finally persuading Lu Xizhao and his wife to leave, Rong Guo went back to the back hall again.

Sitting casually on the stool beside the couch, he quietly looked at Diu Diu's delicate and pale face.

The slender eyebrows suddenly frowned slightly, and a trace of confusion and doubt slowly passed through the bottom of the clear eyes.

After a while, his expression returned to normal, and a vague smile habitually floated on his lips.

He got up and stood beside the couch, and lightly waved his right hand over the wooden couch, a soft blue light covered the whole wooden couch.

Rong Guo looked down at Diudiu in the blue mask, then turned and left.

It seems that there is a wind blowing gently, the candle flame is fluttering, and the light and shadow are blurred.Within the soft and warm blue mask, those tightly closed eyes suddenly opened slowly.
Cangwu Island, Cangwu Peak.

On the top of the vast mountain surrounded by clouds and mist, in the majestic and majestic temple, Ye Xuanxiu's thin and elegant figure stood quietly in the center of the hall, looking up reverently at the Heaven Mercy Sword inserted in the black boulder.

Behind him stood Immortal Emperor Qin Shi, Underworld Lord Yan You, and Human Realm Emperor Tang Ruyao in sequence. All three of them looked at Ye Xuanxiu's back with solemn expressions and their own thoughts.

In the quiet and empty temple, only the Heaven Mercy Sword hummed from time to time, and the ice-like blade trembled slightly, like an angry growl, or excited cheers.
(End of this chapter)