The Most Spoiled Medical Concubine

Another voice complacently provocative: "this is my grandson's territory, that is, my territory. Why should I go? It should be you. Who are you? You look like Wendong, but you have a bad face, like how much money you owe."

That person ascends the rage of violent walk, he clenches his teeth to threaten: "do you believe me a pack of poison to kill you?"

The old woman was not afraid at all. She said very arrogantly, "come on, who is afraid of you?"

Xuanyuan Wendong headache to crack, he roared angrily: "you quickly shut up for me!"

"Wendong, are you awake?" The elder was surprised to see his grandson in front of him. His face was full of excitement.

Xuanyuan Wendong opened his eyes and looked at him. After a moment, he reached out and touched his heart. He could feel a strong beat, and a face was instantly stained with excitement.

"I'm really good?" He murmured and took a deep breath. There was no pain like before.

The elder looked at him fondly and said, "yes, my child, you are really well. My grandfather has been with you for three days and three nights."

Xuanyuan Wendong didn't seem to hear what he said clearly. At this time, he was immersed in great joy. When the inherent pain disappeared, he was not used to it. Until a moment later, he asked again uncertainly: "is all this true? Are you not dreaming? "

The elder laughed and took the brocade. He was afraid to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead and said: "Wendong, grandfather is sure you are better. You might as well look at your face. You always turn blue and purple when you say a few words, but it's still normal now."

"Bring the bronze mirror quickly!" Xuanyuan Wendong repeatedly urged.

The elder took the bronze mirror for him and handed it to his hand. He looked down at his skin color, and a smile of evil spirit appeared between his lips. But after a moment, he suddenly widened his eyes, threw out the bronze mirror and yelled: "who are you? Who are you? "

Maybe his voice was so terrible that the elder was frozen there, cold from head to foot. At this time, he had only one idea in his heart, that is, the child's disease is cured, but his brain is broken, right? Why else would you be crazy?

After a moment, he rushed forward to comfort: "Wendong, what's the matter with you? Grandfather is here. Look at grandfather. "

Xuanyuan Wendong's eyes widened in amazement. In his mind, he saw the man in black showing a vicious smile. He even opened his mouth and said, "sooner or later, I will replace you and live in this world!"

"No!" He screamed and clapped his hand on his head.

Elder heartache to stop him, next to the servants also ran to help, the house suddenly a chaos.

When song Qingqing comes with Xiao Yu, she is almost startled by the scene inside the house. She thinks Xuanyuan Wendong's condition is getting worse. When she walks over quickly, she hears the elder say, "you're just in time. Hurry to see what happened to Wendong."

Seeing Xuanyuan Wendong, her face suddenly sank. She reached out and took out a silver needle to stab his acupoints.

Xuanyuan Wendong turned his eyes and fell back straight into a coma.

The elder glared angrily at Song Qingqing: "didn't you say he would get better? Why do you look like this again? "

Song Qingqing answered lightly: "elder, what are you worried about? At this time, Xuanyuan Wendong has changed into your wife's heart, that is to say, he will inherit some of her ideas, so it's normal for his brain to have a brief confusion. "

"What?" The elder's face is gloomy and ugly. He didn't expect Xuanyuan Wendong to inherit the memory of the old woman. Would she come back to revenge herself by his hand? The thought of taking the old woman's heart by hand made him sweat layer after layer.

He asked anxiously in a trembling voice, "Song Qingqing, do you have any way to erase his memory?"

Song Qingqing saw his panic and knew what he was worried about. This is a typical guilty conscience and fear of revenge. But how can she make him happy? She pretended to ponder: "it's not easy to say. It depends on the physical recovery of the eldest son. If he can get better soon, his subjective consciousness will automatically block the original memory."

Maybe this sentence is a little obscure, and the elder's face is puzzled.

Song had to explain briefly: "when he is well, we will see the situation."

The elder was disappointed and asked, "how long does it take to wait?"

Song Qingqing reaches out his hand to feel Xuanyuan Wendong's pulse, and finds that his body is not bad except for some weakness, so he answers with his eyebrows: "it shouldn't take long. You just need to take good care of him and don't let him go wrong again."

"Yes, I will take care of it myself." The elder agreed.

When song Qingqing felt Xuanyuan Wendong's pulse, he could take out a bag of powder, but he didn't show any abnormality as he lay motionless.

She twisted her eyebrows and murmured to herself, didn't the master of cloud say that he was allergic to pollen? Why didn't you react at all? It is not easy to cure allergic constitution like this.

Is pollen too far away? Then try to get closer.

Think of doing, song Qingqing put pollen together in Xuanyuan Wendong's nose, maybe the fragrance is too strong, Xuanyuan Wendong subconsciously sneezed, and vaguely opened his eyes.

"Why are you here?" He asked in a trance.

Song Qingqing quietly put away the pollen, covered up his doubts and said in a light voice: "you are my patient. Shouldn't you come to see me again?"

Xuanyuan Wendong twisted his eyebrows. He didn't know why. He always felt that the woman in front of him was doubting him. Especially, he just seemed to smell a strong smell of flowers. What was she calculating?

Forget it, he's not recovered yet. He won't give her the same opinion first. When he gets well, he will teach her a lesson and let her know the power of Xuanyuan.

With this thought in his heart, he closed his eyes and said, "I'm tired. You go out."

Song Qingyuan didn't want to stay any longer. She had to go to the four elders to discuss things, so she got up and went out.

When her figure disappeared at the door, Xuanyuan Wendong opened a pair of eyes full of poison. At this time, Dachang had something to leave long ago. A ferocious flash flashed on his pale face. A moment later, a cold voice sounded slowly: "come out."

A shadow flashed out of the window. He knelt respectfully on the ground and said, "I'll see you."

Xuanyuan Wendong forced to close his eyes. A moment later, he asked in a dumb voice, "what's the form outside now?"