The Most Spoiled Medical Concubine

Song Qingqing's face changed suddenly, and he walked into the house quickly.

Beautiful night, the whole person lying on the soft couch, fat body intense shrinkage, her clothes have been soaked in cold sweat, the whole face has become pale, like silver paper.

"Help She begged Song Qing pitifully.

In a critical situation, song Qingqing had to use a silver needle to seal the spread of the toxin for her. When the black blood came out, night Yiyi hummed bitterly.

She asked with difficulty, "am I going to die?"

Song Qingqing took a look at her and said, "no, the interval between chronic poisoning and later attack will be shorter and shorter. I will start to force poisoning for you now. The process may be painful. You have to bear it."

"Well, I can live when I die at night. I will certainly resist the pain of avoiding poison." Although she said that, when she saw song Qingqing holding an inch long silver needle in her hand, she couldn't help but stare round her eyes: "such a long silver needle?"

Song Qing nodded: "yes, the silver needle specially used to force poison is certainly different from the ordinary one."

When the first silver needle stabbed into yeyiyiyao, she let out an earth shaking scream. Even xuanyuanrou and others who were waiting outside trembled. What cruel method of forcing poison was used by tangsao?

It took a long time to force the poison. From morning to evening, and then from evening to late night, all the people waiting outside the yard were worried. Elder Leng, in particular, paced back and forth.

Finally, something came from the room. A few people were in a good mood. They rushed to see Song Qing, who was cold faced, pushing the door out. She said calmly, "the night patriarch is ready. You can go to see her."

Elder Leng hurried into the room. After a moment, he thought of his surprise voice: "Yili, are you really good?"

Yeyili nodded: "uncle, what you promised them before can also be fulfilled."

"Good!" Elder Leng obeyed her orders, raised his hand, took out a stack of drawings from his sleeve, turned around, walked respectfully to song Qingqing, handed them to her with both hands, and said, "this is what I painted all my life. I hope it can help you."

Song Qingqing knew little about mechanism skills, but Cheng Yu was an expert. He got song's order and quickly took those drawings in his hand. When he saw them clearly, his face was full of horror.

"Is this a wooden paper kite?" He asked carefully.

Elder Leng touched his beard and said, "yes, to be exact, it has another name, reconnaissance wooden kite. Its eyes can rotate, and it can determine the direction of the enemy's attack and detect the enemy's ambush correctly."

Even song could not help but be shocked. Isn't this the reconnaissance UAV used in modern military? I didn't expect elder Leng to be so capable that he could even make this thing.

At this time, Cheng Yu is already looking at the second drawing, which is even more awesome. It looks like a modern tank. If he doesn't always know that elder Leng lives in Taohua Town, song Qingqing doubts whether he is crossing in modern times. Otherwise, how can he make something similar to tank.

Elder Leng has already explained: "it's called artillery truck. When attacking, it can send out burning charcoal fire repeatedly, instantly disrupt the enemy's formation, disturb their morale, and make great contribution to the war."

Cheng Yu couldn't help kneeling down. He had to say that if all these things were made, the Jinxi army would become the most powerful existence in the world.

Song Qingqing respectfully said: "thank you, elder Leng

Elder Leng chuckled: "to tell you the truth, it's made in my whole life. It's not willing to give it to others rashly. But I don't want them buried in this peach blossom town. We live here and will not use these things all our lives. But you are different. You Jinxi is a powerful country. These drawings can play a greater role when you get them into your hands."

Song Qingqing said solemnly, "in that case, I'll name these weapons and equipment. It's better to call them cold armor."

Leng Changlao's face flashed a touch of excitement. He didn't expect that he would use his surname. He could not help looking at the woman in front of him. He thought that this woman was extraordinary. If an ordinary woman suddenly saw these things, she would not be interested, just like yeyili. When he explained to her, she would impatiently interrupt.

However, in front of her, song Qingqing seemed to know these things very well. How did she know? After all, the things he developed are extremely rare in the world.

Although he had some doubts in his heart, he didn't show them, because anyway, it was a good thing for him that his things were accepted or even promoted.

He bowed and said, "thank you very much."

Cheng Yu also respectfully put away the drawings carefully and attached himself to him, saying: "elder Leng, if you give me such an important drawing, you can be regarded as Cheng Yu's master. Please accept my three respects."

Elder Leng didn't lift him up. He had his own dignity. Since he was a teacher, he had to follow the formal etiquette.

After the apprenticeship, elder Leng said: "meining'an has been killed by Yili, but another man, Mr. Mei San, has disappeared. We sent many people to look for him. Someone found his shoes on the edge of a cliff, and he must have jumped off the cliff and died. Is this an account for everyone?"

Song Qingqing naturally doesn't believe that Mei San will die. He has always been cunning. Maybe that shoe is just a trick he played, but she didn't pay attention to it. This man is already at the end of a strong crossbow, and it's hard to make waves in the future.

She said: "this time we come to Taohua Town, there are many interruptions, but also ask elder Leng to make atonement. Since this is over, we should go back."

Although elder Leng didn't give up, he knew that there was no banquet in the world that would never end. Besides, Taohua town was really hit hard by this incident. The night was beautiful and poisoned. He was recuperating. The heavy burden fell on him. He had no energy to deal with song Qingqing and others.

He had to say: "there is a meeting between mountains and rivers. Let's say goodbye. Maybe we will meet again some day."

"Yes, elder Leng is right." People with a smile on their faces to dilute the sour parting.

When song Qingqing and others came out of Taohua Town, when they looked back, the peach blossom was still flying everywhere, but those people had disappeared in front of their eyes, as if they had never appeared in this world.

She can't help but say: "the human face doesn't know where to go, peach blossom still smile spring breeze."

"What are you talking about, sister Tang?" Xuanyuan looks up at her with puzzled eyes. Deep in those shining eyes is deep admiration for her. She is really powerful. She is not only extremely intelligent, but also can say such beautiful poems. Is there such a perfect woman in this world?