The Most Spoiled Medical Concubine

The fire dragon looked at her in shock: "can you do this needling?"

Song Qing nodded: "yes, although it's very dangerous, I believe in my ability!"

The fire dragon took a cold breath. Even when the doctor said that, he knew little about the acupuncture. He only said that it was a secret recipe for hysteria handed down from ancient times, but he had never seen anyone in the world know such acupuncture.

Song Qingqing first seriously disinfected her set of silver needles, and then took a few people to the courtyard of song Qingshan.

When they saw song Qingshan, they almost didn't recognize him. He was disheveled and dirty. They were playing happily with mud in their hands. When they saw song Qingshan, they reached for her clean skirt and said, "let's play mud wrestling together and see who can make a noise."

Liu quickly stopped him and yelled at the maid behind him: "how do you take care of the master? It doesn't matter if he becomes like this? "

The maidservant cried and begged: "the maidservants can't stop him. He's crying and crying to run out to play with mud."

Song Qing waved his hand: "forget it, clean him up first!"

Several people dragged song Qingshan down, cleaned him up, and then brought him back to song Qingqing.

At first sight, song Qingshan screams with fright when he sees song Qingqing take out the silver needle. He tries to escape, but his maidservant can't stop him. Instead, the fire dragon hoops him and cuts him on the back of his neck.

No one blames him, because they all know that if it wasn't for the fire dragon, song Qingshan would not be quiet.

Seeing song Qingshan in a coma, Liu's eyes were filled with the color of haste.

The mountain girl comforted in a low voice: "madam, you have to believe your sister's medical skill!"

Before Liu could speak, he heard a noise outside. Then the door of the room was pushed open, and the angry song master and his wife walked in quickly.

As soon as Mrs. song came up, she took the lead in asking questions: "Song Qingqing, you are so vicious. Even your father will be killed if you plan to kill your aunt?"

Liu's anxious argument: "Niang, you don't say like this, she didn't harm the master!"

"Pa!" Mrs. song slapped Liu on the cheek and said: "we didn't want to take care of the things in your room, but my son is going to die. It's the meat that fell from me. Even if he is bewitched and unfilial, we have to worry about his life."

Liu's original body is not good, this slap down, straight hit her eyes, almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, shannv helped her to sit on the chair in time.

Song Qingqing's cold eyes fell on the old man's face and frowned: "Song Ying is to blame for her death. What did she do? Don't say you don't know. Now she's coming to our palace to turn over the accounts?"

Old lady song's eyes were full of ferocious hatred. She gritted her teeth and said, "what did we Yinger do? What did she do? What didn't you force

Song Qingqing was very angry and laughed: "you mean something. I forced her to do all the bad things. Should we suffer if she calculated me and my mother? Why? "

Mrs. song was wrong. She couldn't say anything.

But master song, who had been silent, said, "we didn't come here to fight today. We brought a doctor to Qingshan. He is our son. How can we bear to watch him become so stupid?"

Seeing that he was following an old man behind him, song asked, "surely this one is a doctor?"

The old man hastened to salute: "it's the old man!"

Song Qing nodded: "how are you going to treat my father? He's like a three-year-old who can't take care of himself. "

After thinking about it, the doctor said, "I need to feel the pulse of the patient before I can make a prescription."

Song Qingqing didn't stop him and motioned him to feel his pulse forward.

The whole room suddenly fell into a silence, only came the deep breathing sound of song Qingshan.

The doctor felt his pulse for a long time and then looked at master song with a complicated face: "please forgive me for my incompetence. I can't cure the third master's disease."

Old lady song was immediately worried: "before, didn't you say it could be cured? Why do you go back now? "

The doctor explained: "I haven't seen a patient before, so it can be cured by his symptoms. But now after feeling his pulse, I find that his pulse condition is really strange. I can't help it."

Song Lao Fu's popularity almost leaps. She originally thought that she had beaten Song Qing to death. However, as soon as she made her move, she was beaten in the face, which made her ashamed.

In the end, master song soon adjusted his look. He sighed helplessly: "since you say it can't be cured, then forget it. Just ask another doctor to come for treatment."

Song Qingqing refused: "you don't need to invite me any more. I can cure my father's disease!"

Master song looked at her with a shocked face: "Song Qingqing, I know you are always trying to be brave and aggressive, but do you also know your priorities? Your father's illness can't even be cured by an old doctor who has been practicing medicine all his life. What can you do? Besides, even if you really have a way, you won't let your father put it off till now, will you

Song Qingning said: "in the past, it was impossible to cure him, but now I have found a way to cure him. You don't have to worry about it."

Mr. Song didn't say anything, but Mrs. song's eyes twinkled: "your mother and daughter didn't join hands to kill my son, did they? Before, I heard that he wanted to have a concubine, but you two tried every means to obstruct him, which made him lose face. "

Song Qing sneered and retorted: "old lady song, if you really cared about your son, what would you have done? What kind of father and mother do you want to pretend to be? "

Old man song couldn't hold his face and scolded: "I don't care about him, it's not because he is controlled by your mother and daughter. Now that he is so hurt by you, can't we parents come out?"

Song Qingqing's eyes flashed frost. She was really tired. She didn't want to entangle with these things. She said in a fierce voice: "if you really want your son to live, please shut up. Otherwise, if I prick the wrong acupoint, you will never see this son again!"

"You dare!" Song Laofu was angry.

Master song stopped her immediately: "shut up!"

Old lady song's eyes suddenly turned red: "master, I love our son!"

Song Qingqing has a sneer in her eyes. The old woman is really good at acting. Now she knows how to love her son. What did she do?

Master song looked at his granddaughter with a complicated face. After a while, she became more and more temperamental. When people saw her, he could not help but have a kind of deterrent force, which made him feel very surprised and shocked.