The Most Spoiled Medical Concubine

There was another family in front of him. The courtyard looked dilapidated, but the door was tightly closed, which made song Qingqing have to knock on the door.

"Who is it?" A tender voice came from the door, obviously wary.

Song could not help but soften his voice and said, "I'm a doctor. I'm here to see your family. Can you open the door for me first?"

"Good!" The little guy answered and opened the gate after a long time.

Seeing her sweating, song could imagine that she should have opened the door on tiptoe.

She subconsciously reached out to rub the top of her hair, but she avoided: "my grandmother told me that people outside are toxic, so let me stay away."

Song Qingqing had no resistance to such a small child, and he was so obedient and sensible that he naturally liked her more. He looked at her with a smile and said, "where's your grandmother? Can you tell me? "

The little guy seriously thought about it, turned her bright black eyes, and carefully hissed: "speak softly, my grandmother, she may be too tired to take care of me, she has been sleeping for a long time."

Hearing the four words of sleeping for a long time, song Qingqing's heart immediately sank down. She quickly winked at the nearby doctor, and he hurried to the room.

The little guy also had some reaction. Looking at his back, he yelled: "Oh, what are you doing? Don't disturb my grandmother to sleep. If you wake her up, she will blame you for being ignorant."

As soon as her worried voice fell, the Taiyi had come back and shook her head at Song Qing with an ugly face.

Song leaned down, looked at the little guy and said, "grandma may not be asleep, but she is sick. Will you let me see her?"

Little guy's little face flashed a daze, but she felt that the young lady in front of her was very amiable, especially her eyebrows were curved, just like a fairy in the sky. She grinned her white baby teeth and promised with a sweet smile: "the fairy sister can go to see it, of course."

Song Qingqing takes her hand and walks into the dark room. Even through the mask, she can feel the smell of putrefaction. She can't help but worry about the little guy in front of her. If she has been with a dead man for such a long time, will she also get poisoned?

Sure enough, a woman was lying on her bed with her face up to the sky. Her face was iron blue and purplish. She was accompanied by the symptoms of death from poisoning. Beside her, there was a small quilt, which was obviously a little guy's territory.

Just in her dazed Kung Fu, the little guy had gone over her grandmother and got into his bed. Then he said with a smile: "sister fairy, I sleep next to my grandmother. It used to be very warm, but why do I always feel a little cold these days, especially at night, which makes me shiver all over."

Song Qing couldn't help but feel heartache when he fell in love. Can a dead man lie beside him not be cold? It's just that I have pity on this child. I have been in the dark.

She made a careful diagnosis and found that the woman died about three days ago. Her body was gradually rotten and had to be disposed of as soon as possible.

But lift Mou to see the side of small guy, her words to the side of the mouth but anyway all can't say export.

The little guy asked curiously, "sister fairy, didn't you just say that you were going to treat my grandmother? Why don't you start? "

Song Qingqing held her in his arms, looked her in the eyes and said, "sister, can I tell you something?"

The little guy nodded heavily: "OK, sister, please say."

Song Qingqing subconsciously turned his head and looked at the dead body lying on her side. He said softly, "your grandmother is dead."

The little guy didn't seem to understand what death meant. She blinked her bright black and white eyes and whispered: "what is death?"

As a doctor, song Qingqing has long been indifferent to life and death. She can even talk about it with a smile. But for the first time, she felt that it was extremely cruel.

But what about cruelty? Sooner or later, she has to face the reality, sooner or later, she has to support herself and adapt to the life when all her relatives leave her side, otherwise, she will never grow up.

She forced to swallow saliva, a moment before the soft voice explained: "death is no longer able to cook for you, no longer able to make a bed for you, no longer able to warm your body."

She didn't understand the other words, but she understood the last sentence, because grandma really couldn't warm her any more. In the past, when she was shivering with cold, grandma would reach out and pat her gently, and said lovingly: "little darling, go to bed, put your little feet in grandma's hands, it won't be cold."

"Wow She suddenly burst into tears, tears like beans, a series of hit on the back of song's hand.

Song Qingqing reaches out and pats her on the back. He soothes her in a low voice and reminds Cheng Yu with his eyes, asking him to carry the body out quickly.

The little guy seemed to be telepathic. He suddenly reacted and pushed song Qingqing away. He stretched out his little hand and tugged at his grandmother's clothes and said, "no, don't touch my grandmother. She will be fine."

Cheng Yu said anxiously, "but she knows that everyone is dead."

The little guy just didn't listen, jumped in front of him and bit him on the wrist.

Blood along her mouth left, Cheng Yu read her young, did not shake her away, but let her bite, born bear the pain.

He didn't reach for her until she had no strength to cry.

The little guy's tearful eyes were hazy, watching others carry her grandmother away.

After everyone retreated, song Qingqing checked her body. According to reason, she should have been infected after spending so long with her grandmother who was infected with poison. But the initial diagnosis shows that she is very healthy. Apart from malnutrition and being too thin, she has no other problems.

Song Qingqing was very surprised. After her investigation of patients with poisoning, she found that the way of transmission of poisoning was from person to person. Basically, there was one poisoning patient in each family, so the others would suffer. But why didn't this little guy?

If she wasn't sure that the little guy's grandmother died of poisoning, she would even have doubted her diagnosis.

Seeing her silence, the little guy pitifully stretched out his hand and pulled her sleeve and begged, "fairy sister, can you return my grandmother? I can't live without her. "

Song Qingqing held her cold fingers and said, "grandma can't come back any more, but fairy sister will take care of you. Will you come back with me now?"

The little guy seemed unwilling. She bit her lip and shook her head ambitiously: "no, grandma said it's very dangerous outside. She didn't let me go out. I'm afraid of getting poison. It's terrible. I can't breathe. It's very painful." With that, she reached out and squeezed her nose tightly, then blocked her mouth, held her breath for a moment, and her face turned black and blue.