The Most Spoiled Medical Concubine

Song Qingqing shook his head: "this is the place where I failed most. Although I know how to cure him and know that he has brain problems, I can't treat him. I can only hope that God will have a miracle or make him better naturally, but now it seems that the curative effect is very little."

Seeing her gloomy eyes, Feng Xiyu knew that she was not feeling well, so she comforted him and said, "it's up to us. Let's teach him slowly. He will remember it eventually."

Song Qing shrugged: "this is the only way."

Feng Xiyu and Liu enhuai look at each other. They are worried. Will song Zhili really get better in the future?

In the evening, because of the arrival of the guests, the whole city master's mansion rarely gets lively. Shannu brings Huohuo Xiaobao to have dinner together. Even Xue Fu, who doesn't like to go out, appears in front of everyone.

Feng Xiyu gave them gifts, all of which were valuable jewelry, which made them very happy and made people prepare a return gift to thank them.

The whole flower hall is very happy, but Hua Mingyue still thinks that there is something less. In the past, Hua Lingjing would play around with Huo Xiaobao on such occasions, but now he is in the western regions, which really worries her.

The mountain girl went to her side and said, "I heard that Lingjing is missing. Don't worry too much about it. With crescent moon by his side, he's very strange. Naturally, he won't be OK."

Hua Mingyue reached out her hand and touched the corner of her eye, saying, "I know that I'm also touched by the scene. Looking at everyone so neat, I feel a little uncomfortable."

The mountain girl dropped her eyes and said, "go back and have a rest earlier. I'm staring at you here."

"Good!" Hua Mingyue didn't want to force herself to smile, so she had to turn around and leave quickly.

However, before I went to the yard, I saw the housekeeper of the accounting room coming quickly, his face full of embarrassment.

"Madam, you are back. I have something to discuss with you." He spoke anxiously.

Hua Mingyue looked at him in doubt: "what can happen so late?"

The accountant's housekeeper whispered, "young master, it's a large sum of money to go to the account. I can't be the winner!"

Hua Mingyue's face sank and said in a deep voice, "take me there."

Song Zhili, with an ugly face, sat down on the chair, frowning and scolding: "why did you have to wait so long for me to pay a silver? Have you ever looked down upon me? "

The little girl who was waiting on her side quickly said, "don't worry, young master. The steward of the accounting room has just gone out. Will you wait for a while?"

Song Zhili got up and paced impatiently. A moment later, he raised his eyes and saw Hua Mingyue coming towards him. He couldn't help but show a smile: "no wonder I've been there so long. I just went to move the rescue soldiers."

"Young master!" Hua Mingyue saluted him respectfully.

Song Zhili waved his hand and said, "don't come to these empty heads. You should listen to him. How much silver do I want? Let him give it to me."

Hua Mingyue's eyes twinkled. After a moment, she bent her eyes and said with a smile: "I'm afraid I misunderstood. Although I'm the housekeeper of the whole city master's mansion, I can't be the winner for all the money on this account. I have to report to the queen for a large amount of money."

"What?" Song Zhili suddenly changed his color, glared at her angrily and asked, "as my brother of the empress, don't I have the right to control the silver?"

Hua Mingyue shook her head seriously: "it is true that there is no money. If you need money, you can only ask the empress to agree before I can get out."

Song Zhili bit his teeth and just hit him. Now he licks his face and asks her for money. Doesn't he still make her laugh?

Forget it, I'd better do something by myself. With that, he turned and left quickly.

Hua Mingyue looked at his back, a touch of worry flashed through her eyes, and said in a low voice: "call a dark guard, keep an eye on him, but don't let anything happen."

When song Zhili walked out of the city master's mansion, he found that there was no place to borrow money in the huge moon city. He wandered back and forth in the street. When he saw a gambling shop, he quickly walked in as soon as his eyes lit up.

He first went to the counter to mortgage the hairpin of crescent moon and borrowed some silver. Then he came to the gambling table and hoped to earn some silver back. But he didn't know whether his luck was too bad or others' luck was too good. In a word, he lost all the time. In the end, not only did he lose the silver, but even he was in debt.

But he didn't give up and always wanted to turn over the book. So he borrowed a lot of high interest silver from the shopkeeper. When the sky turned white, he stared at a pair of bloodshot eyes and found that the last bit of silver had been lost.

Those makers looked at him impatiently and said, "since there is no money, don't gamble any more. Go home and find a way to raise money to pay back the bill!"

Song Zhili's ugly face retreated. If he could raise money, would he run to the gambling house to try his luck? He suddenly stepped back to a wall of people. He was so surprised that he turned back quickly and was picked up like a chicken.

The shopkeeper fiddled with the keyboard next to the counter. A moment later, he replied contemptuously: "this young man, after deducting the fengchai you mortgaged, you still owe us 800 Liang silver."

Song Zhili immediately glared round his eyes: "how can there be so many? I borrowed 300 Liang at most?"

Shopkeeper Leng hum: "when you borrow money, I've made it very clear that it's high interest. Capital plus interest, it's 800 liang of silver. If you don't pay it back, you have to pay it back. There's no discussion."

Dozens of thugs surrounded him. He trembled with fright. He muttered: "what can I do without silver?"

The shopkeeper's eyes suddenly flashed a sharp edge, and said in a deep voice: "since there is no silver to return, then cut off eight fingers, one hundred Liang silver to offset, it's very cost-effective."

"No way!" Song Zhili was so surprised that his pupils contracted violently that he subconsciously wanted to escape.

However, how could the shopkeeper let him go? He gave an order, and the thugs tied him up, and then someone came to him with a machete.

Looking at the bright chopper, song Zhili closed his eyes in fear.

Just as the machete was about to fall on his finger, Suwen suddenly appeared. She gritted her teeth and said, "please put brother Shitou and don't hurt him."

When the shopkeeper saw Su Wen, his eyes suddenly twinkled. He squinted and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that the young master should have such a beautiful sister. Let the young master go."

Song Zhili didn't understand what the shopkeeper was fighting. He cried out anxiously: "Suwen, don't worry about me. Go quickly. This is not the place you should come to."

Su Wen looked at him sadly and said, "brother stone, I would not have cried to you if I knew you were in such a dilemma. Now that I see you like this, I have a hard conscience."

Song Zhili heartfelt answer: "Suwen, believe me, everything will be better."