The Most Spoiled Medical Concubine

Song tilted his brow and looked at Xue Fu. Because of his roar, Xue Fu trembled and said in a deep voice, "old man, if you don't want your baby daughter to die too soon, you will shut up."

"You Old man Xue was so choked by his words that his eyes would protrude out of his eyes.

"Get out of the way!" When song Qingqing was treating someone, he didn't like to be disturbed. He didn't speak so politely any more. After he pushed him away, he continued to give Xue Fu an injection.

Old man Xue was very nervous. Due to song's explanation, he didn't dare to say anything. But from his tightly clasped hands, he could see how frightened he was at this time.

As time goes by, Xue Fu's forehead on the bed exudes sweat, and her whole body is shaking. If it wasn't for the fact that her black lips are slowly changing, old Xue can't help but be furious to drag out the young man who claims to be the imperial doctor.

After a long time, song Qingqing took the silver needle off Xue Fu's body, disinfected it one by one and put it back into his pocket.

Old man Xue looked anxiously at the calm young man in front of him and said in a low voice, "how's my fu'er? Why isn't she awake yet? "

Song tilted up his sleeve and wiped the sweat channel on his forehead: "don't worry, wait a little longer."

As the voice fell, there was a hum from the bed. Old man Xue was so surprised that he quickly looked at it. Then he found that Xue Fu had opened his eyes like mist and looked at him.

"What do you think? Does it still hurt? " Old man Xue deliberately lowered his voice, as if for fear of startling her.

Xue Fu frowned and moved her body slightly. Then her beautiful face was dyed with a smile: "Dad, it doesn't hurt so much. It really doesn't hurt so much."

Old man Xue's tense mood was relieved. He gave song Qingqing a big gift.

Song Qingqing quickly avoided and said in a deep voice, "what are you doing, old man?"

Old man Xue said solemnly, "you should accept this great gift for saving my husband. Please don't refuse."

Xue Fu also struggled to sit up and said, "my daughter also wants to salute my benefactor."

Song Qingqing said: "you are not well now. Your palpitation has a long history. It's not so easy to cure. I just relieve your pain. If you don't take care of yourself and help with Decoction, you won't get rid of your roots."

Old man Xue's face changed greatly. He asked in an urgent voice, "how to take care of him?"

Song said in a deep voice: "she needs a place where she can rest and recuperate. She doesn't like it, doesn't get angry, doesn't rush, doesn't get impatient. Only in this way can she recover as soon as possible."

Xue Fu's small face is covered with a layer of haze. She is a person, and she must have seven emotions and six desires. How can she keep calm and nourish her spirit.

But old man Xue said easily, "it's easy to do. I'll let people take good care of fu'er, but my grandfather said he still needs some medicine, right? Then please give me the prescription quickly so that people can go down the mountain to buy it. "

Song Qing nodded and ordered people to lay paper and study ink.

Old man Xue asked someone to take the prescription down the mountain, but he looked at Song Qingqing with a smile and said, "you cured my fu'er. I should give you a good reward. I don't know what my eunuch wants? As long as I have something on Xiliang mountain, I'll try my best to satisfy it. How about giving it to you? "

Song said in a deep voice: "do you remember the long night five days ago

Old man Xue's eyes flashed and his face flashed with a sharp color.

But Xue Fu didn't understand and asked, "Dad? What happened to the long night five days ago? "

Old man Xue gave her a complicated look and said, "fu'er, this has nothing to do with you. Dad and my grandfather go out to talk about it." With that, he put his long arm around Song Qingqing's shoulder and walked out quickly.

Song Qing's heart sank. If he went out to say that old man Xue could not protect himself, he would deny it. How could she let him succeed.

Who knows she hasn't moved yet, but Xue Fu is struggling to get up, because she has been lying on the bed for too long and has not stood up for a long time, so she falls to the ground with a plop.

Old man Xue was frightened. He quickly came back and picked her up carefully. He reproached himself and said, "fu'er, just lie down. How can I get up?"

Xue Fu's face was pale. She grabbed his sleeve and asked, "Dad, what did you do?"

Old Xue's face flashed cold, and he said in a low voice, "I didn't do anything. Fu'er doesn't have to worry."

Schiff didn't believe it at all. She said with tears, "then why don't you want me to hear it? Are you going to be bad for your father? Dad, please, my father, he just saved me

Old man Xue anxiously wiped away her tears and said with pity: "dad knows that Dad won't hurt him. Fu'er is good. Dad promised you that he would never hurt him? Are you satisfied with that? "

"Really?" Schiff repeatedly confirmed it on his face.

Old man Xue reached for her nose and said, "when did dad cheat you? I can't let my father swear to you before you believe it? "

Xue Fu hugged his arm and said, "that's not necessary, but since my father has promised Fu Er, don't break his promise, otherwise Fu Er will be very sad."

Old man Xue nodded and settled her on the bed again. Then he looked at Song and said, "let's go to the study to talk."

Xue Fu seemed to be worried that song Qingqing would not come back, so she said, "Dad, after you have talked with your grandfather, let him come back to see me. I have something else to ask her."

Old Xue walked out quickly and shut the rest of Xue Fu's words behind the door.

The moon shines brightly on the mountain, and the whole earth is covered with a thin layer of silver frost. It seems to be cold on people's body.

Old man Xue turned back slowly, his sharp eyes fixed on Song Qingqing tightly and said, "did you have a premeditation?"

Song Qingqing gave a faint smile, which made old man Xue who had been staring at her have a kind of illusion, that is, that kind of fearless momentum emanated from her body. When she was young, she dared to break into Xiliang mountain, was she really not afraid?

"Mr. Xue, as a father, you deeply know that your daughter is sick and worried. Do you want to bear the feeling for her?" She asked softly.

Old man Xue didn't say a word, but his expression said everything.

"On the contrary, as a son of man, I naturally know my father's unforgettable pain of being wronged and put into prison, so I will swear to save him from prison."

Old man Xue squinted at her and said, "are you the child of song Qingshan?"

Song Qing nodded and said, "I saved the daughter of the stronghold leader with my own ability, so I also want to ask for a favor from the stronghold leader with my own ability."

Old man Xue hesitated for a long time before he asked, "what do you want back?"

"Food and grass, and the leader sent by the stronghold leader that night, let him testify for my father!" The Song Dynasty spoke calmly.

"Don't you think about it! Old man Xue immediately refused.