The Most Spoiled Medical Concubine

Song Qing was stunned. He couldn't help muttering in his heart. Isn't it her dream hysteria? But it's clear that the sound is very real, just like in the ear.

At this time, a complex sound of footsteps came from the outside, followed by shangguanrui's urgent voice: "go to wake up the queen, I have something urgent to find her, quick!"

With a jump in his heart, song Qingqing quickly put on his clothes and opened the brocade tent. He hurried out before he could put on his shoes.

Xiao Yu's face changed. She bit her teeth and went after her.

Shangguanrui was sweating, and his face was also worried. When he saw song Qingqing, he gasped for breath: "Xiao Ying was injured by the explosion, go and have a look!"

Song Qing can't ask, but he hears a cry of surprise behind him. Then he sees Xiao Yu rushing to shangguanrui and anxiously asks: "how could it be hurt? Wasn't it good before? He told me to go to Miaozhen and try a firearm. Why did it suddenly hurt? Does it matter? " Asked the last four words, the voice choked up.

It's also a pity for Xiao Yu. When she was seriously injured, she didn't feel so flustered. Now when I heard that her sweetheart was injured, she was nervous and trembling.

Shangguanrui raised his sleeve and wiped the sweat channel on his forehead: "it's a long story. Now the most important thing is to let the empress see his injury."

Song Qingqing urged eagerly: "what are you still doing? Xiao Yu has the medicine box. Let's go. "

In the courtyard next door and the square in the backyard, there are training targets everywhere, and a lot of scarecrows that have been blasted. Xiao Ying sits on the stone bench with a worried face. He stops bleeding for him and looks around anxiously.

Xiao Ying was amused by his cautious manner. He couldn't help joking: "monk Miaozhen, I haven't seen you so nervous. It's really a surprise."

Miaozhen glared at him: "you are so hurt. Do you still have the strength to talk? Also, how many times have I reminded you that I have returned to the secular life. Don't call me monk. Do you understand me? "

Xiao Ying curiously stretched out her uninjured arm to touch his bald head: "since they are all secular, why don't they have long hair? Is it because you have done too many bad things that Buddha wants to punish you? "

If it wasn't for the sake of his injured arm, he really didn't want to pay attention to the smelly boy. He really didn't want to beat him up.

"How dare you touch my head again?" Miaozhen warned him.

Xiao Ying murmured in a low voice: "if you don't touch it, don't touch it. Look at your stinginess."

Miao Zhen looked at him in frustration: "Xiao Ying, if your arm is really useless, do you think the queen can't kill me?"

Xiao Ying frowned and said, "what does it have to do with you? I volunteered to come here to practice shooting, but I didn't expect an accident. "

Miaozhen's face was full of depression: "I'm so stupid. Why did I make such a big mistake? Before I had my own lessons, it's not over. My injuries on my face are not good, and I've even implicated you. "

Xiao Ying wants to comfort him, but the pain of the injury makes him gasp.

Miaozhen was so scared that he quickly held him and almost cried: "isn't the tartar King going to invite the empress? Why haven't you come yet? "

As his voice fell, he heard footsteps not far away, and his eyes lit up: "coming!" Anxious to turn around, song Qingqing was surrounded by people.

He felt a thump in his heart. He was afraid that the queen would be angry if he made a big mistake this time, and the consequences would be very serious.

Song Qingqing sees that there is something else she doesn't understand about the firegun falling from the ground. She quickly looks at Xiao Ying's wound and finds that the bullet has been deep into his right arm.

Xiao Yu was so scared that her tears were rolling in her eyes, but she didn't dare to show them in front of others. She had to bite her lip tightly, and she could see the blood flowing out in a flash.

Xiao Ying is very distressed to see, but he is still strong with a smile: "Xiao Yu, I'm ok, don't worry."

The more he said, the more frightened she was. She knelt down and said, "master, you must save him."

Song Qingqing sighed helplessly: "how many times have I told you that this kind of firearm pretends to be too crude and prone to accidents, but you don't listen to it. Now it's good. Is something wrong?"

Miao Zhen said anxiously, "it's all my fault. I'd like to ask the empress to cure him. I don't know if his arm can be saved."

It's hard to say about song Qingqing. Although she has excellent medical skills, she's not a great immortal. It's easy to say if the bullet didn't hurt her bones and muscles. If it did, I'm afraid it would be useless.

She was silent and didn't answer, but people could see from her dignified face that Xiao Ying's injury was very serious.

She first poured a small bag of Medicine on his wound, and then said in a low voice: "this is my recently developed Ma Fei San with a Zhu, which can make you feel no pain for a short time."

Xiao Ying nodded, only felt that the medicine was really magical. After a while, she could not feel the pain.

Song Qingqing took out simple instruments from the medicine box and concentrated on looking for bullets in the injured area.

Seeing the blood coming out again and again, Rao Shi crawled out of the dead. Miaozhen trembled. He deeply regretted that shangguanrui and Xiao Ying should not be allowed to touch the firearms. Now that something happened, he was the first one to take responsibility.

Song Qingqing rummaged for a moment, as if she had caught the bullet's location. She twisted her eyebrows. Because her sight was blocked, she quickly ordered someone to bring the candle.

When she saw the location of the bullet clearly, she could not help taking a breath of cold air. It was not harmful for him to hang, but it was also very dangerous in this place. Even if she recovered in the future, she would have to do a long period of rehabilitation to recover as before.

She raised her eyes to look at Xiao Ying's dignified face and said, "it can be cured, but I'm afraid it will be very difficult to recover in the future."

Xiao Ying is also free and easy, he said: "now that something has happened, let's face it calmly. Thank you for protecting this arm for me."

After hearing what he said, Xiao Yu couldn't help but turn around and let her tears flow.

Song Qingqing nodded calmly, and took the bullet out carefully. The seemingly simple action, but the experience was so long. Because she was worried about touching his nerve line, her spirit was highly concentrated. With the flickering of the candle, her sweat also fell drop by drop.

Shangguanrui's heart is also raised. Fortunately, Xiao Ying tries a shot for him first. If not, he will be hurt this time. He clenches his fist, hoping that Xiao Ying's condition will not be too bad.