The Most Spoiled Medical Concubine

Song Qingqing managed to deal with the wound for Osmanthus fragrans. After cleaning her hands, he came to her.

Shangguanrui opened his mouth and asked, "Qing'er, how come her symptoms are different from others? No one else has vomited blood, but she keeps coughing and vomiting blood? "

Song Qingqing frowned. First he reached for her and felt her pulse. Then he reached for her heart and asked, "does it hurt every time I cough?"

Ling Xiaoqi's face was even more pale and ugly because of her pain. She could not help but be shy. She said in a cold sweat: "empress, the pain here is very severe."

Song Qingqing's face was dignified and nodded. She didn't speak, but she startled shangguanrui: "qinger, is she OK?"

But Ling Xiaoqi said with a bitter smile: "King tartar, life and death, if you want to take my life, I have nothing to say."

Shangguanrui glared at her angrily: "what are you talking about? Qing Er is a miracle doctor. She doesn't speak. What do you do to scare yourself? Or do you feel guilty after you have done too many bad things? "

Ling Xiaoqi almost laughed at his words. Is there such a way to persuade people? This tartar king is really a knife mouth.

Song Qing frowned and said, "I'm not really alarmist. She's really a bit tricky."

Shangguanrui's heart sank down immediately. He was silent for a moment and then raised his eyes and asked, "can't you even cure this?"

Song did not give a positive answer, but looked at Ling Xiaoqi seriously: "before you got sick, did your body change? Especially it's very stuffy here? "

There was another stabbing pain in her chest. Ling Xiaoqi took a few breaths, which forced her to wake up. She weakly replied, "the queen is right."

Song Qingqing sighed helplessly: "you should have choked a mouthful of water in your lung, and then with the invasion of epidemic disease, lung infection and bleeding are very serious."

Shangguanrui's brain turned quickly, choking water? Was it her fall in Houshan river before? After all, she still has something to do with her illness?

He quickly asked: "Qing Er, can she stop the bleeding in her lungs?"

Ling Xiaoqi is white face mutter: "if the queen is very troublesome, then first do not subordinate, you go to save other people infected with it?"

Shangguanrui interrupted her in a hurry: "no, you will die if you don't get treatment again."

Ling Xiaoqi's eyes burst into tears and her heart burst into grievances. She argued angrily: "death is death, who is afraid of what?"

Shangguanrui's eyes suddenly become fierce and frightening, he said in a deep voice: "Ling Xiaoqi, you remember my words, I don't allow you to die, you can't die."

Seeing that they were on the bar, song Qingqing quickly stopped them: "I haven't come to a conclusion as a doctor. What are you two fighting for? I can cure the disease, but it takes some time. Besides, it's not a place to cure the disease. We need a separate tent."

Shangguanrui didn't hesitate to pick up the person and left. He said: "go there."

Song Qingqing looks at his back as he eagerly leaves. The corners of his lips rise slightly. It seems that he is very nervous, Ling Xiaoqi. Has something happened to them that she doesn't know? If they can be together, it will be a good marriage. After all, she thinks Ling Xiaoqi is not bad. She is devoted to Ying'er. She has been in the city Lord's mansion for so long and has never had any problems. The most important thing is that her Eagle envoy is so powerful that she can communicate with xuanyuansheng almost once every two days, which is a solution to her love for her husband.

When he comes to Mr. Chen's tent, shangguanrui has placed Ling Xiaoqi on the soft couch, but he doesn't leave. When he sees song Qingqing stretching out his hand to untie Ling Xiaoqi's clothes, he turns around and goes out.

Song Qingqing said, "turn your back and don't move. I need to ask for the advice of little seven."

Shangguanrui raised his heart immediately, and muttered to himself, what advice should he ask for?

Song Qingqing's worried eyes fell on Ling Xiaoqi's pale face and said in a soft voice: "you have too much congestion in your lungs. Now you are just suffocating and coughing up blood. After a while, the blood will seep into your heart. I'm afraid I can't help it."

Ling Xiaoqi showed a sad smile: "the queen has something to say, how do you want to save?"

Song Qingqing took a deep breath and said, "I'm going to give you a needle, but it's not good just to give you a needle. I need to use internal power to help you get through your blood and let the blood flow back. Only in this way can I save your life."

Shangguanrui finally understands her meaning. She knows medicine and martial arts, but she has no internal power. She should want him to save people with internal power.

So he turned around without hesitation and said, "I'll take care of the internal power. You can apply the needle as soon as possible."

Song could not help but praise him: "shangguanrui, if it is so simple, why do I waste so many words? Can you use your head? "

He was wronged for some reason, but after a moment, he really felt the smell, as if she said she wanted to give the needle, and then in her heart, was it to untie the clothes?

Sure enough, song Qingqing said: "little seven girl, I know you are a martial arts student. You don't have such a serious defense between men and women. But you haven't married yet. Let shangguanrui help you. I need your consent."

Even when she was sick, two red clouds appeared on Ling Xiaoqi's face. Did she have a man and a woman's defense with the tartar king? It seems that she has already wiped his back. Even if she closed her eyes at that time, did she touch him?

"Little seven girls?" Song Qingqing's voice suddenly rang in her ear, which made her heart jump, and blood gushed out of her throat.

Song Qingqing's face suddenly changed, and he said in a deep voice, "you can't delay any longer. You should make a decision as soon as possible."

Shangguanrui is already worried: "what decision are you waiting for her to make? I'll do it for her. I'll do it like this. You can give her the needle and stop the blood. If there's anything, I'll be responsible for her. "

Song Qingqing's eyes twinkled. Ah, he took the initiative to take charge of it. The millennium old iron tree blossomed. This guy finally turned his attention to other women.

Ling Xiaoqi's trembling voice finally came: "my subordinates agree with the empress's practice."

Without hesitation, song Qingqing untied her clothes, found the bleeding position easily, and inserted seven silver needles slowly. After a while, she ordered: "shangguanrui, help her with internal power!"

Shangguanrui hurried to the edge of the bed, reached out to lift her up, and then pressed her hands with internal power on her back.