The Most Spoiled Medical Concubine

"Oh Mousse couldn't help retching.

You can't do it, can you? So don't take the responsibility for it yourself. Go back and think about it. As long as you hand over that woman, it's easy to say. "

Seeing that he had made up his mind, mousse had to leave the general's house bitterly.

Shangguanrui in the room is also a cold sweat of slow brain. He's not afraid that mousse will really bump in. He's afraid that Song Qing will be affected to treat doya.

The tray he was holding in his hand was full of disinfectant brocade cloth to wipe the wound, which had been piled up a lot. It smelled terrible.

As song Qingqing disposed of it, he sighed in his heart that this man was really cruel. How much hatred he had. Such a sinister method not only destroyed his face, but also his people. I'm afraid that this smell will be permanently immersed in his skin, which can only be removed by skin grafting.

She took care of the last wound, and then carefully sprinkled the wound healing medicine on it.

Shangguanrui sees that she's done with it. He pulls a chair for her and sits down. He presses her arm, which she can't lift.

At this time, doya was in a coma. Song tilted his eyebrows to see shangguanrui and said, "I'm afraid that her face will not be better. Only skin grafting can restore her appearance."

Shangguanrui said, "you've tried your best. The rest is not your business."

Song Qingqing looked at him and said, "don't you think it's a pity?"

Shangguanrui's face sank. What should he say? Just outside, he heard the cry of mousse clearly. Doya still didn't forget him, which he didn't expect. But she chose the wrong person herself. Who can blame her?

Seeing the struggle on his face, song could not help comforting him: "I can restore her appearance, but I want to see if suddenly he's sincere enough. After all, he's the key to whether you can take back tartar city. It's best to fight without blood."

Shangguanrui nodded, opened the door and said: "order people to get some warm water in."

Suddenly he heard his voice and almost fell down from his chair. He ordered Yao Qing to get warm water and rushed into it anxiously: "how's doya?"

When he saw the tray full of dirty brocade cloth, his eyes flashed a touch of gratitude. He was very clear that song Qingqing really tried his best to cure doya.

Song Qingqing said: "the wound has been treated almost, now the most important thing is to reduce her high fever, in order to prevent other complications, I have written the medicine list, you order people to buy it, and then boil it out for her, when she is a little sober, give her water."

"Good!" Suddenly and repeatedly should, life people take the medicine list to grab medicine, this just uneasy look at her way: "I prepared the guest room, you go there to rest OK?"

Hearing that he was so polite, song Qingqing gave him a pale smile: "General Hu really has a heart. I'm really tired. You'd better ask those little servant girls to get me a bath bucket. It takes too long. The whole person is not good."

"That's right. Pick chrysanthemums. Take the girl to the guest room and listen to her orders." Suddenly he raised his voice in a hurry.

With the departure of song Qingqing, Shangguan Ruihe and his former master and servant are left in the whole house, which makes the atmosphere a little awkward.

Suddenly and after much thought, he took the lead in saying: "you are tired too. Let Yao Qing take you to have a rest. I want to guard duoya until she wakes up."

Shangguanrui took a complex look at him and asked in a cold voice: "why do you want to do this? Don't you regret it? "

Suddenly and sadly smile, he said: "I'm old, just Dora such a baby daughter, I hope she can be happy, as long as she wants, no matter how much I pay, I will help her to complete."

In the past, shangguanrui may not have such experience, but he thinks of Yinger. If Yinger asks him to do anything in the future, even murder, he will do it without hesitation. This should be the responsibility and protection of being a father, right?

He nodded: "I understand."

Suddenly and shocked looking at him, he quickly walked out of the room and said: "I'll go to rest first, and everything will wait until doya wakes up."

Looking at his resolute back, suddenly a struggle flashed through his eyes.

At the tartar palace, Jiayue was waiting for mousse to come back. When she heard the footsteps coming from the door, she quickly stepped forward and cried out, "king, are you back?"

There was a maidservant in the palace playing the curtain, and she suddenly saw the blood stains between his lips.

"Are you hurt?" Jiayue reaches out to help mousse sit on the chair, and then moistens the pad with warm water to wipe his blood.

Mousse looked at her anxious face, and a struggle flashed through his eyes. Up to now, his heart is also in love with doya. He can do anything for her, but what's the last thing to change? If he was hurt as usual, I'm afraid she would not look at him, but Jiayue is different. The fear and worry on her small face can't be pretended.

He reached out and pulled her into his arms and said, "don't worry too much. It won't get in the way."

Jiayue's eyes suddenly turned red. She cried and said, "king, you are the backbone of Jiayue and the child now. I don't want to hurt you a little bit."

Mu Si kisses her forehead ": how can it be? I'm just using a bitter trick. It's said that doya is seriously injured. He won't give up until his anger dissipates."

Jiayue reproached herself and said, "it's all my fault that my concubine didn't discipline me strictly. I let the maidservant in the palace get hold of me. The king was in a dilemma."

Mousse stared at her and asked, "Jiayue, to tell you the truth, didn't you really do it? Why did he suddenly recognize you as the murderer? "

Jiayue's small face turned pale and ugly. She bit her thin lip hard and said, "I know that the queen will be hoodwinked by that cheap girl. If that cheap girl goes to do this, she will certainly be under my banner." After that, she looked at mousse in a dazed way: "does the king not believe me? Since the king doesn't believe it, Jiayue will be determined by death. "

Seeing her bumping against the wall, mousse quickly stopped her and comforted her: "I don't believe you, but that old man has to let me hand you over and let him dispose of you. As you know, he now controls most of the military power in tartar city. It's not a wise move to quarrel with him now."

Jiayue looked at him nervously: "what does the king decide to do?"

Mousse frowned and said, "what else can I do? When doya comes to her senses, you can come to her door and plead with her, and then she will forgive you. "

"No way!" Jiayue suddenly shrieked out. Is that amazing? To ask her to plead guilty in person would be to send her life to the door? That Dorya will never let her go.