Shengshi sweet medical concubine

Chapter 222 Misunderstanding Turned into Hate

Ji Ling pinched Wan'er's hand and slowly exerted force, with indescribable anger in his eyes.

And Wan'er felt that her neck was getting tighter and tighter like a pair of big pliers, and she gradually felt a suffocation. Is this really the end?

Maybe that's fine, there won't be any love-hate entanglements anymore, and taking one last look at that handsome face that makes people suffocate, Wan'er slowly closed her eyes.

"My lord, Miss is telling lies. She loves you. She must have missed her. Otherwise, she wouldn't have killed Miss Lier, at least she would never have killed the prince's son." Yuan'er saw Ji Ling He really wanted to kill Wan'er, so he ran over immediately, knelt on the ground, and begged for Wan'er.

"My lord, please, don't kill Madam, Madam is very good, she will not harm anyone." Mingyue and Qingfeng also knelt on the ground.

"My lord, don't you love Madam, Madam only misses once. Practicing medicine is like fighting a war. It is possible not to miss. The old Dongfang also made mistakes, let alone Madam." Even Mu Hua came to help Wan Wan Son begged for love.

Looking at the people kneeling on the ground, and then looking in front of him, he closed his eyes tightly, looking like Wan'er waiting to die, that little face that made him look dumbfounded, and those pure eyes. He can't see enough black eyes, but now he doesn't want to open them to look at him, hates him, doesn't want him to have a good time, kills all his women, and makes him cut off his children and grandchildren, okay, isn't she a woman herself, then he will He asked her to pass on his family, and he didn't believe that she even killed herself.

Thinking of this, Ji Ling let go of the hand that was holding her, hugged her horizontally, and walked into the inner room. Things changed so quickly that the few people outside didn't have time to understand what happened. Looking at each other blankly, they didn't understand what Ji Ling wanted to do, but they didn't have the courage to follow. Wan'er was also full of doubts, but the doubts were soon replaced by pain, and the voice in her ears was even more so. Make her understand why.

"Dongfang Wan'er, this king will not cut off his children and grandchildren, unless you can kill yourself regardless of your mother's life, otherwise, I believe that this king will have a child soon." He told Wan'er what he thought.

Wan'er tightly clenched the bed sheet with her hands, bit her lip, and endured the pain he gave her, but in the end she couldn't get rid of him, even death was impossible.

The pain was so great that she passed out, Ji Ling's anger hadn't finished venting yet, and she waited until Wan'er woke up and tortured her again for a while before it was over.

"Dongfang Wan'er, listen carefully. From now on, if you dare to drink medicine, this king will kill Yue Xiuxian immediately." Ji Ling was fully dressed and threatened Wan'er coldly when he left.

"Miss, how are you?" After Ji Ling left, Yuan'er hurried into the room.

"I can't die." Wan'er returned lightly, her body is a bit fragile, if Ji Ling didn't show pity, and abused with anger, she would be seriously injured every time, and her whole body was sore and unbearable , but still nothing major.

Everything seems to have passed like this, and Dongfang Lier's death did not cause much disturbance. Although Zhong Yuee was crying so hard, Dongfang Jue looked at Wan'er with a bit of resentment, but with Ji Ling by her side, they would be fine. Don't dare to do anything.

"Wan'er, you three sisters, you are the only one now, you have to protect yourself well in the future." Before leaving, Dongfang Zhu still reminded Wan'er.

As for his exhortation, Wan'er did not answer, nor did she pay attention to Zhong Yue'e's angry eyes. After seeing off each of the Dongfang family members who were either angry or resentful, Wan'er dragged her exhausted body back to the room .

Fortunately, Dongfang Yaoying didn't know, or if he also misunderstood, at his age, he would definitely not be able to bear it.

At the end of the funeral, Ji Ling was not sad because of the loss of Dongfang Li'er and her child, but was filled with anger for Wan'er's "missing hands", and Wan'er's body suffered from his pain again and again. torment.

Being tortured repeatedly without being pitied, Wan'er's health began to deteriorate, but Qingfeng also fell ill at an untimely time.

Servants like Qingfeng and the others would not be taken seriously when they were ill, so Qingfeng's illness was dragged on to become more and more serious, and Wan'er had to drag her exhausted body to prescribe her medicine.

"Ma'am, if you are like this, don't dispense the medicine. Besides, it's just a minor illness, and it will be fine in two days." Seeing Wan'er like this, Qingfeng came to help her, and was a little moved, so she advised her not to prescribe medicine. .

"It's okay, Qingfeng, you won't get better if you don't take medicine now, without you, who will serve me?" Wan'er smiled slightly at Qingfeng, and said.

"If you like prescribing and dispensing medicine so much, then I will make enough for you. It just so happens that I sent someone to bring some medicine for the soldiers to strengthen their health. I am worried that no one will prepare it. Tomorrow, you can go and dispense medicine for me. Just as Wan'er finished speaking, Ji Ling's cold voice came in.

"My lord, Madam is in poor health now, my lord can't let her do these things." Qingfeng lay on the bed, struggling to plead for Wan'er.

"Bold servant girl, have you been spoiled here too, so you are not big or small, dare to disobey the king's order." Ji Ling glanced at Qingfeng coldly, and roared coldly.

"My lord..."

"Qingfeng, take good care of yourself, I'm fine."

Originally, Qingfeng wanted to talk, but Wan'er stopped her, because if she continued talking, Ji Ling would kill her if she couldn't handle it.

The next day, Wan'er asked someone to take her to the pharmacy of the military camp. A big room was full of medicinal herbs, piled up in a mess, neither classified nor arranged neatly, just scattered all over the ground. It's big, how do you match it?

"It's these medicines. You two keep an eye on her. At least 100 people a day can take this kind of medicine bath. If there is less, just dispose of it as you like." Ji Ling said to her coldly when she left Wan'er in the pharmacy In a word, I found two more to keep an eye on her, and it was impossible to make her lazy.

Looking at the mess all over the place, Wan'er didn't know what to do. On the first day, she was busy all day and was exhausted, but she didn't complete the tasks Ji Ling ordered, because those people didn't take her seriously. She worked so hard, took the potion and sprinkled it wantonly, let her burn several big pots, but didn't wash a few people, so she didn't finish the task very late at night, but I don't know what Ji Ling and those people said, They didn't let her stay there all night, and sent her back by force. She was covered in sour sweat and half-tired. After a simple bath, just as she lay down, Ji Ling came again and had another meal. Cruel torture.

The next day, Wan'er was called up early to dispense medicine.

(End of this chapter)