The Most Spoiled Medical Concubine

Miaozhen was about to kneel down. He prostrated himself on the ground and worshipped song: "queen, you are the best person I have ever seen in the world. You can use all the firearms in the western regions. Is there anything else in the world that you can't use?"

Song Qingqing fired bullets one after another. This kind of simple firearm is a child for her, but she also admires the talents of the western regions. She doesn't know who made this firearm. She should find a way to see it. It's better for her to instigate Jinxi. If not, she will be reused by fengxichen. In the future, she is afraid that the western regions will be the biggest enemy of Jinxi.

General Han was almost stunned. He had never seen such a fierce girl before. He once again renewed his understanding. She must not be human, at least not ordinary human. Even his subordinates had trained for many years after they got the firearms, and then they got the accurate head. Unexpectedly, once they started, they would explode one by one.

The situation has gone, his only way out is to escape, with this idea, he did not hesitate to retreat under the cover of his heart.

Song Qingqing had been aiming at him for a long time, and then he gently pressed the trigger.

"Pa!" General Han only heard a burst of noise in his hair. He staggered two steps and fell to the ground. His face was full of cold sweat. He reached for his head and touched it. It turned out that only the jade tied to his hair had been knocked off.

Song Qing walked slowly in front of him, squatted down and stared at him: "general, how did you run? Aren't you going to kill this palace? It's not good to just give up. "

General Han forced to close his eyes: "our third prince family is finished. You can kill or cut it as you please. But when I die, can you tell me that you Jinxi also has firearms? Why is your marksmanship so powerful? "

Song Qing narrowed his eyes and said, "Jinxi naturally has no firearms, but if I tell you that it's born, do you believe it?"

"Don't believe it, how can there be such a person in this world!" General Han opened his eyes and glared at her.

Song Qingqing sat cross legged on the ice and said, "you may not believe it, but I'm really born with this ability. Even I don't understand what's going on."

General Han is completely speechless. OK, he's a man of God. He's born with his own skills. How can he be a little guy like him? The third prince died in her hands.

At this time, shangguanrui and Miaozhen have defeated all the soldiers in the western regions, and the fire dragon has come with a coma.

"Empress, ah Zhu is seriously injured. I don't know if she can be saved!" The Dragon whispered to remind her.

Song Qing's fierce eyes fell on General Han, which made him shiver: "she is a traitor of the western regions, I must kill her!"

Song Qingqing harshly mentioned his rear leader: "old man, you'd better pray that a Zhu is OK, otherwise, I'll let you be buried with her." After roaring, she quickly went to Zhu's side.

A Zhu Qiang opens her eyes with a breath and wakes up. Her pale face looks at Song Qing, showing a smile. The smile is very sad, just like a blooming and withering flower.

Rao is shangguanrui and Huolong are hard hearted. They can't bear to look at each other any more. They turn their back to cover the cold wind for them.

A Zhu stretched out a hand full of blood and was held by Song Qing in time.

"I'm here, Zhu!" Her voice was unusually gentle.

Zhu Zheng Zheng looked at her: "I call you a master, right? Although I have learned from you, I can't cure many people. I'm going to die! "

Song Qingqing quickly comforted her: "no, as long as I am here, I will never let you die!"

A Zhu heaved a deep breath, she suddenly coughed, and the blood slowly flowed out of her mouth.

Song Qingqing pressed her down quickly and said, "don't talk. You have internal injuries. You need to take good care of yourself!" She looked up and looked around. Now it's too late to rush back to Muyun beach. She can only treat her as soon as possible.

Her eyes fell on the ice tower not far away. She ordered in a deep voice: "you help me send her back to the ice tower. We can't leave tonight."

Two people should be a, carefully will carry a Zhu to the stretcher, and then quickly walk to the direction of the icetower.

It seems that someone has lived in the ice tower, with a simple bed and a lot of dry wood.

Song Qingqing first ordered people to raise a fire, and then quickly operated on a Zhu.

When she went out, some good acne medicine and simple surgical instruments became her must-have, she disinfected the instruments, and then slowly treated every wound for a Zhu.

There was a bulge in her leg bone, which should be a fracture. She cut the skin and then connected the bone, which wiped the cold sweat on her forehead.

Zhu opened her eyes in pain. She twisted her eyebrows and said, "master, it hurts!"

Song Qingqing didn't expect that she would wake up and said in a soft voice, "the bones are broken. I'll connect them for you first, and bear with them!"

A Zhu didn't say a word, tears slipped quietly, she said: "do you know? Master, I am the happiest in my life only when I am with you, because I have realized the meaning of being alive. "

Song Qing raised her eyes and said to her, "then tell master, what's the real meaning of being alive?"

She pulled up a smile and said, "is master testing me?"

Song Qing shook his head: "either to test you, or simply to talk to you, distract the attention of pain!" Finish saying, she suddenly a press her chest abdomen, ache of she stuffy hum a.

"Two broken ribs, it seems you can't move!" Song Qingqing sighs helplessly, and orders Miaozhen to take the bandage and fix it for her.

At this time, a Zhu only felt it was very difficult to breathe, but she still seriously replied: "I think the real meaning of people's life is to do what they like. Once I was powerless for my parents' life and death. If I could live, I would like to cure more people and give them more hope."

Song Qing nodded: "this wish is very good!"

A Zhu's mental gradually some dispirited, she forced to open her eyelids, but felt in front of song Qingqing's face gradually blurred, she murmured: "master, I may be dying."

Song Qingqing's soothing voice sounded in his ears, and it seemed to ring in the distant sky: "you are tired because you have lost too much blood. I have stopped your blood. Now you can close your eyes and have a rest."

After hearing her words, she couldn't hold on any longer, closed her eyes and fell into a coma.

Miaozhen looks at the snow-white song Qingqing anxiously. She has been working in the ice tower all night. Everyone knows that a Zhu is seriously injured, but the queen still plans to save her. Can she really live?