The Most Spoiled Medical Concubine

The man in black's face suddenly sank down. If it hadn't been for Shao Zhu's explanation, he would have thrown the woman down. The sharp pain from his wrist constantly reminded him that he had to save both of them.

Thinking about it, he had no choice but to hold her shoulder and rise rapidly.

Song Qing's heart just fell back. She was really afraid that the man in black would insist on leaving the little guy. At that time, she would have no way to live.

She subconsciously looked under her feet, only to see large areas of rolling magma constantly surging, like a fire dragon spitting flames to devour people.

Song Qingqing swears from the bottom of her heart that she never wants to come to such a ghost place again. After she goes back, she will let Xuanyuan Haofeng fill in the fire rock.

With the terrible heat wave, the man in black took song Qingqing all the way to the top of the cliff, and then threw him on the ground.

Worried that he would repent, song Qingqing put his hand behind him and said, "you can't kill her again, or I won't let you go."

Even if the man in black had the heart to kill her, he didn't have the strength, because he didn't know why. He just felt that his internal power was flowing out of the place where she had just stabbed her.

Seeing what he looked like, song Qingqing suddenly realized that she didn't expect to waste his martial arts by mistake. If he was someone else, she might save him. But when she thought that he was going to kill the little guy, she turned and ran without any sympathy.

"Stupid woman, if you dare to abolish my martial arts, I will kill you sooner or later!" The ferocious voice of the man in black came from behind her.

Song Qingqing covers the little guy's ears hard and keeps on all the way until she runs down the mountain. She gasps for breath. She defends her direction warily and runs quickly towards the camp in the north of the city.

At this time, what she thought most was shangguanrui. She hoped that he could appear in front of her in time. However, he was missing, and she didn't know where he had gone.

Not far away, she saw Xiao Yu, she followed Cheng Yu, is anxious to find her.

"Here I am!" She raised her hand to wipe the sweat on her forehead and cried out.

"Master!" Xiao Yu suddenly saw her and knelt down at her feet with a puff. She said to herself, "I'll help you to come late. Please punish me."

Song Qingqing waved his hand and said, "I don't blame you. This time it's not for me, but for her." She reached for the little one in her arms.

"She?" A flash of amazement flashed across Xiao Yu's face.

Song Qingqing looked behind him and said, "this is not a place to talk. Let's go back quickly."

When they returned to the camp, they couldn't even breathe for a moment. Then they saw the imperial doctor's report: "report back to the empress, the sick people in Beining suddenly got worse. Many people came to ask you for help because they couldn't breathe well."

"How could that be? Didn't you just give them a diagnosis? Is that ok Song Qingqing's eyes widened in shock.

The doctor pointed to the tent not far away and said, "Weichen has just diagnosed the most serious people. It's really very serious. Weichen really has nothing to do. So he came to ask the empress."

Song Qing nodded and quickly went to the camp there.

Even the injured Xuanyuan Haofeng was woken up. He struggled to get up and was helped out of the camp by the servants around him. Seeing the random crowd nearby, he asked: "what's the situation? Why do so many patients come here all of a sudden? "

The servant quickly replied: "I heard that the originally stable poison suddenly worsened. Many people came to ask the queen of Jinxi for help."

Xuanyuan Haofeng can't help worrying: "can she cure so many people?"

It's not surprising that he was worried that song could not be cured, because there were too many seriously ill people coming. What's more terrible is that almost all of them had severe dyspnea, and even some of them couldn't hold on. They fell into a state of foaming and coma.

Song Qingqing used silver needles to protect the heart of the seriously ill patients, but she was in a hurry, so she had to order Xiao Yu and the other doctors and Cheng Yu: "remember, if you are serious, you should use silver needles to protect the vital points of their heart. They are Jiquan and Shenmen. You should grasp them accurately, and you should never miss anything."

"Yes Several people respectively should be under, neat take over seriously ill people.

Rao is so, four people are still busy, moreover, the heart pulse of the formation can not last too long, an hour later, those people still can not escape a death.

Only at this moment did song Qingqing realize that she was powerless and had no medical skills, but she was helpless with the poison. Her wrist was too painful to lift, but there were still many severe cases behind her.

Suddenly, someone gave out a sad cry: "Dad, you can't die, please open your eyes, somebody, please save my dad."

Song Qingqing hurried over, but what happened was the first one who asked her to seal her heart with a silver needle. She thought she could last for a while, but she didn't expect it to happen so soon.

The old man was very happy when he died. His eyes almost protruded out of his eyes. The black blood slowly flowed down the corner of his lips. His face was blue and blue. It's hard to say that he was suffocated alive.

The man next to him cried bitterly: "don't they all have relief medicine for me? Why does my father still die? Is there really no solution to this toxic disease? "

Song Qing is also suffering. Of course, she knows that there is no poison in the world that can't be cured, but she can't develop it. If you want to blame her, you can only blame her for her shortcomings.

Xu was so noisy here that she surprised the little guy who was already in a panic. When she saw so many people, she was scared at first, then she opened her mouth and cried out: "sister fairy, where are you?"

After hearing this, Song Qing goes out quickly. When the little guy sees her, he wants to run over to ask for a hug, but she keeps away from her because she has just contacted too many poison patients and is worried about infecting her with the virus again.

The little guy saw her estrangement, subconsciously accused: "fairy sister, you don't want me?"

Song Qingqing immediately saw Xuanyuan Haofeng beside him, and immediately ordered him: "take her back quickly, and don't let her come again."

Xuanyuan Haofeng nodded, just want to come forward to hold her hand, but she was disgusted to throw away: "I don't want you, I want fairy sister."

Xuanyuan Haofeng patiently advised her: "don't you see that she is busy? When she's free, she'll play with you. "

The little guy cried louder, just like the abandoned little beast, which was particularly distressing.

Song Qingqing had to clean his hand and went to her side. He took her hand and said, "I'll go back to rest with you."

The little guy didn't make any more noise. He bowed his head and went back to the camp with her.

In order to determine whether she is really immune to poison, song Qingqing felt her pulse again.