The Most Spoiled Medical Concubine

He pondered and asked, "tilt? If you still recognize my grandfather, tell me the truth today. Can your father be cured of this disease? "

Song qingtiao eyebrows answer: "not sure, but I will try my best!"

The old man of song subconsciously interjected: "since you are not sure that you dare to cure him, you are deliberately trying to kill him, aren't you? What kind of heart do you two have? How did my son give birth to such a kind-hearted daughter

Master song couldn't listen. He grabbed the old lady's wrist and yelled, "go!"

Old lady song looked at him in a daze: "where are you going?"

Master song glared at her: "where else can I go? Go to the guest room and wait for Qingshan to cure him! "

Mrs. song wanted to refuse, but when she saw master song's fierce eyes, she was so surprised that she quickly closed her mouth and followed out.

"My ears are clean at last!" Song tilted his eyebrows and opened his mouth.

Liu Shi says hastily: "Qing Qing, I also go out to serve them carefully now!"

Song Qingqing painfully looked at her flushed cheek: "don't worry about them, just hang it. It's your face. Let song's mother give you some medicine to avoid swelling."

Liu's complex nodded, turned and went out.

The fire dragon and the mountain girl guard outside, and song Qingqing begins to turn around and give song Qingshan a needle.

In the warm Pavilion, song Laofu's face was very blue. She asked: "what do you eat in the old three families? Knowing that we are waiting here, why don't we come here to wait? I don't even give you a mouthful of hot tea. I really don't know etiquette! "

Master song sat on the chair, clutching his crutches in both hands, and said, "OK, just stop for a while. What do you say when you come here? This time I came here to make friends with the old three. You were so kind that you quarreled with each other in a few words. Did you even give song Qingqing a hard word? Don't you know what it means to judge the situation? "

Old lady song's face was stiff. After a long time, she reddened her eyes and said, "don't I feel angry? Our precious daughter, who has been cultivated hard, has been killed by her calculation. When I see her, I want to tear her up. "

"Nonsense!" The crutch in master song's hand knocked hard.

Seeing that he had changed his face, Mrs. song quickly came forward to comfort him: "master, don't be angry. I know it's wrong. Can't I?"

Master song sighed helplessly: "what else can the Song family point to now? Dafang is no longer good. Er Fang is in the south of Sui Dynasty. This time, we're here to woo song Qingqing, hoping that she can speak for ER Fang in front of the emperor? "

Mrs. song's eyes brightened: "yes, and our precious granddaughter Lian Zhi. When she came here, I thought that girl was very considerate. She not only knows etiquette, but also has both talent and appearance. As long as she returns to the capital, she will become a precious girl in Beijing in time. The most important and valuable thing is that she is filial. In the future, we will tell her a good marriage, We Song family will certainly be strengthened again

Master song didn't care about song Lianzhi. He cared about song Changyun's official position as his second son. Before, he came back from the south of Sui Dynasty and asked him to move around in the court to get an official position. However, because the Emperor didn't like it, he had to give up. Now, he wants to understand that if he wants to get the emperor's approval, he must go through the Song Dynasty.

He sighed helplessly: "if according to my temperament, no matter what, I will not come to Sanfang. Now it's all for the sake of long transportation back!"

Old lady Song said: "it's reasonable to say that we've been in suinan for a long time, so it's time to make a move. Last time he came back, it must be the cheap girl who obstructed him, so he didn't let Er Fang stay."

Master song scolded her: "nonsense, no shadow thing, don't talk nonsense. Besides, what Changyun did was wrong. The common people were in danger. As an official, he didn't advance and retreat with the common people, but secretly ran back to the capital. Is that reasonable?"

Mrs. song argued: "don't I love my granddaughter? A little girl like huaguduo. It's said that she doesn't even have water to take a bath in such a place. Aren't you distressed? "

Master song clenched his crutch and said, "if you really love Lianzhi, don't compete with song Qingqing. She is deeply loved by the emperor. As long as you can let her help, it will be sooner or later for Changyun to come back with Lianzhi."

Old lady song hesitated and nodded: "as long as she can really cure Castle Peak's madness, then I will listen to you."

Master song glared at her: "if you can't cure it, you have to listen!"

Old lady song wanted to retort, but she was shot by his eyes, and was so surprised that she quickly closed her mouth.

In the quiet room, the candle is constantly jumping. An hour has passed. Song Qingshan looks down at Song Qingshan, who has silver needles inserted in his main acupoints. He wrists his eyebrows and tries to open his eyes, but he can't open them.

Song Qingqing ignored the sweat on his head and said in a soft voice: "Dad, you have to bear it. I know you are very uncomfortable, but it will be OK after a while. When the needle falls, you will wake up."

Song Qingshan seemed to hear what she said, and he was quiet in an instant.

Song Qingqing carefully checked the silver needle again. In fact, at the moment, her heart has been beating a small drum. Although she knows the technique of Guimen thirteen needles, it's very difficult to really use it. First of all, she should recognize the acupoints accurately. Second, the strength of the needle must be moderate. The so-called moderate is that more points will cause other lesions, while less points will not achieve the therapeutic effect.

Song Qingqing's heart beats wildly every time she gets a good injection. The person lying in front of her is her father. She really can't treat him like an ordinary patient.

Fortunately, he was very cooperative. In the process of needling, there was no accident, so that she smoothly inserted all the needles into the right position.

Song Qingning glanced at the hourglass beside her and counted the time silently. Seeing that the time had come, she quickly got up and put away all the silver needles.

After putting it away, she raised her voice and called out, "somebody

The mountain girl walked in quickly, followed by a burning dragon.

"How are you?" The fire dragon was staring at her nervously.

Song tilted his head: "I'm ok, my father may wake up in a while, you stay here for a while, I..." she didn't finish her words, she felt a soft foot, the whole person fell in the arms of the dragon.

"You're so tired, and you say it's ok?" The fire dragon helped her to the soft couch next to her.

The mountain girl looked at his action, her eyes flashed a touch of sadness.

Song Qingqing pushed him away and said, "I'm really OK, but I'm just a little harder!"

The fire dragon looked back at the mountain girl: "what are you doing? Hurry to bring some food to the queen. "

"I know!" The mountain girl answered and walked out quickly.

After shannv left, song Qingqing glared at him: "what are you doing to shannv? She is not my servant girl. How can I let her do these rough jobs? "