The Most Spoiled Medical Concubine

Shangguan Rui snorted coldly: "it's a coincidence that he is also a good man in the city and saved our lives at the critical moment. Is he an enemy or a friend?"

But at this time, Xiao Yu said, "look

Not far away, two figures came quickly towards this side. They were carrying a stretcher in their hands, and their movements were light, as if they had been used to doing this kind of thing for a long time.

Shangguanrui's face flashed a look of vigilance. He subconsciously protected Song Qing behind him, but she pushed him away and said, "I know them. They are dumb slaves. They work with the young master and deal with the corpses for the city."

After hearing this, Xiao Yu shivered all over. It was really creepy to see such a person appear in the middle of the night.

After the two mute slaves came to song Qingqing, they first saluted her, then put down the stretcher, turned around and left quickly.

If they didn't see a stretcher in front of them, they must have an illusion that the two men in white didn't appear at all.

Song tilted his head down and looked at the man on the stretcher. His whole body was covered with blood. The original white brocade cloth was already full of blood. It looked terrible.

Shangguanrui's face flashed a question: "is this Xuanyuan Haofeng?"

The man on the stretcher snorted: "if it's fake, it's guaranteed to be changed!"

If you don't listen carefully, you can't hear him clearly. Fortunately, Song Qing leans close to him and asks him: "Xuanyuan Haofeng, how can you hurt yourself like this? What's going on? "

Xuanyuan Haofeng weak answer: "I fell down the igneous rock!"

After listening, Song Qing took a breath. She once heard the sick young master say that it was the place to deal with the corpse, because the temperature of the molten slurry was very high. If a person fell down, it would melt away instantly, and there was no residue left.

It seems that Xuanyuan Haofeng is still alive, which is a miracle.

She quickly ordered shangguanrui: "take him back quickly, I have to deal with the wound for him."

Shangguanrui dare not neglect, quickly order people to lift the stretcher back to the city.

But they did not know that the killers who had assassinated them had already been thrown into the igneous rock.

After going back, song Qingqing tried his best to rescue Xuanyuan Haofeng. The wound on his body was so severe that his back was covered with skin and white bones were exposed. The people who looked straight at him were frightened.

It was the first time that song Qingqing encountered such a large area of scald, but she knew that the most important thing was to disinfect him, eliminate inflammation, and then bandage him.

The process of disinfection will be very painful. If Xuanyuan Haofeng faints, it's OK to say, but he still has a trace of reason, which means that he will bear the whole process alive.

Song Qingqing told him: "Xuanyuan Haofeng, when I treat you, it will hurt. Can you stand it?"

Xuanyuan Haofeng breathed a hard breath, gritted his teeth and replied: "I can stand it if the skin is torn down, let alone treat the injury. Don't be so fussy. Hurry up."

Song Qingqing doesn't understand that half of the youth in front of him is pretending to be strong, but she admires his perseverance very much. When he is in danger, he knows how to choose and makes a life. When he grows up, he will become an absolute strong man. Compared with him, Xuanyuan Ziwen is relatively weak.

Thinking of this, she took the disinfectant from one side, dipped it with a cotton swab, and rubbed it gently.

Xuanyuan Hao shivered with pain. He clenched his lips and grasped the bedding under his body with both hands. His eyes protruded and endured great pain.

Song knew that the slower he moved, the more tormented he would be. She drenched the disinfectant directly, and then she heard the young man snort again and again.

She said: "you want to call out, no one will laugh at you."

Xuanyuan Haofeng's consciousness gradually grows. His grandfather once taught him that if he wants to be a master, he has to suffer from hardships. He wants to live for revenge, so he has to endure even if it hurts again. Moreover, he knows that the woman in front of him is not an ordinary person. She has the ability to make herself a master, so he can't show his fragile side in front of her.

Thinking of this, he pretended to be relaxed: "sister-in-law, I'm ok, you can continue."

Song Qingqing's eyes flashed a touch of appreciation, and she nodded: "OK, I'll put the ointment on you now, you will feel better."

When that kind of cold feeling hit, Xuanyuan Haofeng narrowed his eyes with satisfaction, which was not relatively easy, but simply too easy, he was like a sudden from hell to heaven.

Because the area of his wound was too large, she used a lot of excellent ointment, but she did not feel distressed. As long as she could save people, she would not hesitate to use even the most expensive medicine.

After some tossing and turning, Xuanyuan Haofeng fell asleep, but song Qingqing didn't relax at all, because after the injury was treated, the internal injury would follow closely, especially when he was injured so badly that high fever was inevitable.

Sure enough, in the middle of the night, she heard Xuanyuan Haofeng's murmur after murmur. She quickly raised her hand to his forehead and found that the temperature was very hot.

"Shangguanrui!" She hurried out and yelled.

"What's the matter?" Shangguanrui, who has been guarding outside, comes to her quickly.

She anxiously said: "Xuanyuan Haofeng in high heat, you quickly get some warm water, I help him deal with it."

Shangguanrui didn't hesitate. He immediately brought warm water, but instead of letting Song Qing deal with it, he took the initiative to wipe his forehead.

Song Qingqing didn't stop him, so he just set up some antipyretic pills for him.

After feeding him, Shangguan ruining eyebrows said: "Qing'er, he's hurt so badly. You should send someone to send a letter to the four elders. If he has any problems, I'm afraid it will affect you."

Song Qingqing didn't think so much, because she felt that Xuanyuan Haofeng was still young, and more importantly, he had strong willpower, and he would certainly survive.

She knows what shangguanrui is nervous about. After all, the four elders are her allies. He doesn't want to let the two sides have another quarrel. If the four elders really blame her, she will have a hard time in Beining. Let alone save the people, even she is afraid that she can't live.

Silence for a moment, she said: "after daybreak to see Xuanyuan Haofeng's physical condition, if the fever has not subsided, then let people report to the four elders."

Shangguanrui also thinks that this method is feasible. He nods. Seeing the tired color on her face, he forcibly holds her by the wrist and takes her back to his camp. Then he turns his back and says, "when I just prepared hot water for Xuanyuan Haofeng, I also prepared some for you. You hurry to take a bath and have a rest. I'll just go there and guard it!" With that, he left quickly.