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Su Qinghuan knelt down with a thump. The bluestone was hard and cold. She lowered her head and bared her teeth in pain.

Zhennan Wang he changkai's eyes only stayed on her for a moment. His face was frozen, and he said, "if you can cure the son of a son, you will have a lot of rewards. There is no problem with gold and silver, even with official posts. It can't be cured... "

The ending is cold and powerful.

Su Qinghuan abdominal Fei, what town South King, bandits are also similar.

"You, come with me." Zhennan Wang's bodyguard pointed to the doctor on the edge.

The doctor stood up trembling and went in with the medicine box on his back.

The air seemed to solidify, and Su Qinghuan could hear the sound of leaves leaving the branches.

She bent her hands on her knees, frowning, fearing to be conspicuous.

But in fact, she was a young woman among a group of male doctors, and it was too hard to be conspicuous.

He changkai's eyes locked on Su Qinghuan like a sword, frowning and asking, "what's that about?"

His chief bodyguard, silver nununuo chin, motioned to his men to explain.

The bodyguard who took Su Qinghuan to the door saluted and said, "go back to the Lord. The Yamen servant sent it. I dare not delay. I didn't ask more..."

He changkai's lips pressed tightly, and the silver light angrily rebuked: "what kind of cats and dogs go to the son's court? Go down and lead the twenty army staff. "

The bodyguard said yes, but did not beg for mercy.

"A cat and a dog" Su Qinghuan face red, but she advised ah, dare to anger, dare not speak, in the heart of the town South King and silver light scolded a bloody nozzle.

Women can hold up half the sky, you backward feudal evils!

Silver light said again, "whose family are these? Get out of here

Su Qinghuan a listen to this, in the heart happy, carry skirt to get up, carry operation box, hang head way: "yes." Turn around and go out.

Don't blame her for her lack of medical ethics. She has to save her life first.

And with so many doctors at a loss, she didn't feel she was up to it.

She took a few steps, did not dare to look back, almost all to trot.

However, as soon as we got to the gate of the courtyard, we heard that there was humanity: "she is also a doctor who can bring back the dead, and her medical skills are excellent."

Su Qinghuan's one foot had already stepped out, but it was like being nailed, so angry that her teeth would be broken.

It was a doctor surnamed Xu in their town who usually pretended to deceive people and was robbed of a lot of business by Su Qinghuan.

He's trying to pull himself on the back, mean!

Sure enough, Yinguang looked at the king of Zhennan and said in a sharp voice, "get out of here!"

Su Qinghuan became the focus of the public, and did not bow his head to install quail. He sighed and walked back slowly. He went back to his original position without saying a word and knelt down.

Calm and natural.

He changkai suddenly said, "look up."

Su Qinghuan, of course, knew that he was talking about himself. He raised his head and said frankly, "give my regards to the Lord."

He changkai squinted at her. Although her hair was disordered, she could not hide her beauty. Her eyes were bright and her teeth were bright, her skin was white, and she was not very old. She was a beautiful woman in general.

At this age, he did not believe it.

But Su Qinghuan is calm and calm. She is not like a village woman in the mountains.

Just as he was looking at him, the first old doctor who came in was brought out and fell on his knees: "excuse me, master. I'm not good at learning..."

He changkai waved.

Silver light coldly way: "drag down, hit!"

Su Qinghuan saw that the old doctor was forty or fifty years old, and his beard was white. He could not bear it. He thought that since he had stretched out his head and shrunk his head, he would have been stabbed first.

"Wait a minute!" she said in a loud voice

However, he changkai was strict in governing the army and ordered and forbidden. The two bodyguards dragged the old doctor out, without any intention of stopping.

Su Qinghuan took a look at he changkai, and he did not stop.

She bit her lips and bowed down and said, "Lord, please."

He changkai raised his right hand, and the jade ring on his thumb was shining in the sun.

Silver light way: "stop."

Su Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief, and the palm was already a layer of cold sweat, greasy and cold.

She pondered and said, "Lu Su, a woman of the people's Republic of China, is a little familiar with Qi Huang and is willing to check the pulse for the son of the world. The doctor is kind-hearted and tries his best to treat the patients. However, his personal ability is limited and he is not deliberately slighted. Please forgive the doctor for his age. "

He changkai gave silver light a look in the eyes, and the latter immediately said in a sharp voice: "wanton! Can you ask for mercy in front of the Lord? "

Su Qinghuan had expected this, and gritted her teeth and said, "the women of the people are willing to go in now to diagnose and treat the son of the world. If she can return to her illness, please show mercy to him."

With that, she kowtowed, her back straight and impeccable.

After more than ten interest, her forehead has sweat, he changkai said coldly: "accurate."

Su Qinghuan stood up, took the operating box, followed the bodyguard to go inside.Her operating box is bulky because it has more things than others. He changkai looks at it more.

Su Qinghuan's heart was about to jump out.

If you let her open it now, this knife, scissors, tweezers, she can't explain clearly.

Fortunately, he changkai just looked at it and didn't let anyone check it.

Once in the room, a strong smell of medicine spread out, very choking nose, Su Qinghuan inhaled.

She walked steadily into the inner room, where the furnishings were simple and elegant, the carved tables and chairs of huanghuali, the screen of red sandalwood, the arhat bed inlaid with mother of pearl in hardwood, and the bonsai vases of various colors on the Bogu shelf

On the bed, the bamboo curtain was hooked by a silver hook. A child of seven or eight years old was lying on the bed, pale and emaciated. The bronze man was big and black, but somewhat gloomy. His right hand was placed beside the bed, which was a gesture for people to feel the pulse.

Standing at the head of the bed was a man with a strong figure, bulging tendons and a dark face, like a huge tower, which was daunting.

Su Qinghuan was the least resistant to the elderly and children. He half knelt on his feet and said in a warm voice, "son of God, I'll check your pulse. Tell me what's wrong."

The son of the world nodded, silent, meek as a kitten.

He changkai also followed in. The tower saluted him and was stopped by his wave.

All of them stood aside, casting their eyes on Su Qinghuan.

Su Qinghuan takes her pulse with her hands, and her eyebrows are getting tighter and tighter.

She slightly raised the body, opened the quilt, asked the son: "stomach pain?"

Tower man seems to want to stop her movement, he changkai eyes stopped.

The son of the world shook his head, voice weak way: "now does not ache, sometimes ache."

Su Qinghuan unties his clothes, reveals his belly, and reaches out his hand to gently grope and press on it.

There was no hard thing, and her heart sank.

Then, naturally, she reached for his pants.

The son blushed and held his trousers tightly.

The iron tower man's eyes burst out a surprise color, way: "son of a son, let the doctor see."

The son of the world looked at him, let go of his hand, and turned his face into it with some embarrassment.

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