The Most Spoiled Medical Concubine

After a long time, he vomited a mouthful of turbid airway: "no, I'm tired today. Can I wait for treatment tomorrow?"

Song Qing objected: "how can that work? We can't give up halfway. Besides, today's needling is not over. If you are tired, lie down and have a rest. Anyway, when I put this silver needle in, your legs don't feel it. "

Feng Qianchen wants to tell her that I feel so much that I'm dying of pain. But because I haven't achieved my goal, my father hasn't made any progress towards Princess Beining. He can't fall behind at the critical moment.

So he closed his eyes and said, "OK, you go on."

In order to force him to show his true reaction, he did not hesitate to stab the slender silver needle into the key point of his leg.

Feng Qianchen's whole body trembled. Not only did he sweat from his forehead, but also his bedclothes were soaked. At first glance, he looked as if he had been fished out of the water.

Song Qingshen asked: "Qian Chen? Don't you feel the pain? Why do you sweat so often? "

Feng Qianchen's face changed, and subconsciously clenched his fist and argued: "where do I have? I'm just too hot. "

After all, it's cold outside. She wears thick clothes, but he only wears thin clothes. Even if there is a charcoal basin burning inside, it's definitely not as hot as this.

Whether his leg disease is good or not, she can't diagnose it by palpation. After all, she needs him to tell her the true feeling.

It's just that the little guy is deliberately concealing, which makes her a little headache. For people like Luo Fei, she will not hesitate to force her to show her feet in all kinds of cruel ways, but he can't do it. She can't bear to treat him in a cruel way.

So she reached for the needle and said, "that's all for today. You have a rest and I'll go!" With that, he turned to pack up the medicine box and left with it.

Feng Qianchen was granted amnesty. He gasped hard: "my God, auntie, you've finally left. Oh, it's really killing the baby."

He stretched out his hand and rubbed his leg constantly, and muttered discontentedly: "you are sincere, sincere stabbing me, saying that you want to cure my leg, but you just want to test me. Fortunately, I am smart."

Song Qing's voice of scorn rang out behind the curtain: "in my opinion, you are not smart enough to go anywhere."

Feng Qianchen was scared by her voice and almost fell from his bed. He looked at Song Qingqing in horror: "haven't you already gone? Why did you come back without knowing it? "

Song Qingqing's complicated eyes fell on his legs, which made him flustered.

"When did you feel it?" She asked, frowning.

"Where do you feel? I don't know what you're talking about! " Feng Qianchen still refuses to admit it.

Song Qingqing did not hesitate to squeeze on his Yaoxue, and he snorted in pain subconsciously.

Aware of her fierce eyes, Feng Qianchen asked angrily: "why do you want to do this to me? I know that my legs are already painful, and I have to be tortured like this to make me look disgraced, right

Song Qingqing was angry and laughed at his words. She reached out and poked his forehead and said, "deceiving, do you have any reason? What do we say? At the beginning, the bet lasted for one month. If I could improve your legs, would you call me aunt? "

Feng Qianchen bit his thin lip and said, "don't you call me your aunt? What's the big deal? Call it, aunt

In fact, in her heart, she felt sorry for Feng Qianchen. At the beginning, she decided to let the king of the western regions choose between the two brothers. After he was taken away, she would always think of his small face and his small appearance of holding with both hands.

Meet again, but did not think he was poisoned, dying, remorse and heartache.

She used her whole body skills to treat his illness, so that he could return to health one day, grow up well, and be his king of the western regions.

Seeing her reddish eyes, Feng Qianchen asked with some trepidation, "what's the matter with you?"

Song Qingqing raised his head slightly, quickly forced his tears back, sat down in front of him and said, "come on, why do you want to cheat me? What's in your mind? "

Feng Qianchen answered in silence: "I don't want you to leave."

Song Qingqing held him in her arms. She didn't understand the little guy's mind. She was so small, and there was no one to be trusted to take care of him. She could not blame him for relying on Luo Fei like before. But now, he was hurt, so naturally she had a psychological dependence on the people who saved him.

"Qian Chen, do you know? You are a little man. Everything depends on yourself. There is no banquet that will never end. No one can accompany you for a long time. "

Feng Qianchen replied awkwardly: "but I don't want to be a man. If my aunt can't stay in the imperial palace of the western regions, let sister rouer stay, OK? I like her. I want her to marry my father and make her my concubine. "

Song Qingqing glared at him and said, "what nonsense are you talking about? Sister rouer has her own life. No one is qualified to dominate for her. You can't, neither can I

Feng Qianchen wrongly argued: "but I don't want to stay in this lonely palace alone. If you want to go, take me away. Anyway, I don't want to stay alone."

Song Qing's face flashed with embarrassment. Luo Fei hurt the child so much that he can't believe anyone now. If he can't guide correctly, it will have a bad influence on his growth in the future.

Rao is that she can deal with everything perfectly, but in the face of Feng Qianchen, she has no way.

Just when she hesitated, there was a sudden sound of eager footsteps outside. Then Xiao Yu came in and said, "master, Jinxi has an urgent report."

Feng Qianchen trembled, even though he knew that his aunt would leave him, but he didn't expect to come so soon. Jinxi's urgent report, then she is going to leave?

Thinking of this, his eyes immediately turned red.

Song Qingqing was also stunned. Does she remember that she just sent the letter to xuanyuansheng? Did you write back so soon?

She reached for the letter, but heard Feng Qianchen call her: "aunt?"

Song tilted his hands and paused for a moment before he said softly, "anyway, I will not leave until your leg is cured."

Feng Qianchen took the reassurance, and his dignified little face stretched out.

However, after reading the letter, song Qingqing's face sank. She turned her head and looked at Xiao Yu: "Ying'er has been hijacked to maple leaf island. Go to find the tartar king and let him see me."