The Most Spoiled Medical Concubine

Xue Fu knew that she was worried about the presence of Han Niang, and it was hard for her to say anything, but she had something to discuss with her, because she found that she had not been here for so long, and she had a bad premonition in her heart, which made her sleepless all night.

She had an idea. She looked at Han Niang and said, "Mammy, I don't have hot water here. Can you go out and get some for me?"

Han Niang didn't say anything. She nodded and left quickly.

Xue Fu looked anxiously at Song Qingqing: "come and feel my pulse. I feel something is wrong with my body."

Song looked at her in surprise: "what's wrong? Is the wound not healed yet? "

Xue Fu clenched her lips and said: "I know it's hard to say, but now I have no one to discuss, only you are my backbone."

Listening to her saying this, song Qingqing naturally understood the seriousness of the matter, and she did not hesitate any more, reaching for her pulse.

This pulse, startled her breath almost out of breath, she was shocked to stare big eyes: "is Xi pulse!" Her voice is a little trembling. When Xue Fu married xuanyuansheng, she was tested by her mother. Now she is pregnant suddenly. The father of the child must be ah Sheng, but when did he touch her? Why doesn't she know?

Seeing her complicated face, Xue Fu said with a bitter smile, "don't worry. This child is not from the emperor."

Song Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief. She wondered, "but when we got married, there was a Mammy. Was she lying?"

"Well!" Schaeffer answered without explaining.

Song Qingqing didn't speak any more until Xue Fu's firm voice said, "I can't have this child. Please help me find a way. I can't have him."

Song Qingqing can guess that the father of the child is here, but Xue Fu doesn't say, and she doesn't ask. She thinks that at this time, she should let her keep some privacy.

She pondered: "now I'm afraid I can't help you, because I can't get the medicine at all. If I go to the doctor, it will arouse their suspicion."

"Then what? Empress, I beg you, really can't give birth to him! " Cried Schaeffer.

Song Qingqing patted her hand and said, "don't worry. After all, time is short. We have plenty of opportunities."

Xue Fu shook his head: "I'm afraid that in a few days, my body will react, which will arouse the suspicion of Han Niang, so I'll deal with him as soon as possible."

Seeing her insistence, song Qingqing said, "wait for me to find a way as soon as possible. In this Fengjiabao, you have to keep your mind. I'm afraid I can't protect myself, let alone protect you."

Xue Fu wiped his tears and said, "don't worry. Even if I die, I will never live."

Song tilted a complicated look at her and turned to leave.

Xue Fu looked at her back and said, "empress, it's Fu Er. I'm sorry, Emperor."

Song Qing's gloomy eyes, emotional things, can tell who is right and who is wrong?

The night of Fengjiabao is very quiet, but xuanyuanyi's room has not been quiet. That kind of sound lasts too long, and even the ink pool has broken its fist. So when xuanyuanyi's nervous voice comes, he rushes in for the first time.

The smell of blood in the room is overwhelming, and lianer on the bed has been dying for a long time.

Xuanyuan Yi stares at a pair of blood red eyes and shouts: "what are you doing? Don't you hurry to find the doctor? Come on

Mochi Putong knelt on the ground and asked, "master, you can't go to the doctor. If you find the doctor, how will lian'er behave in the future?"

Xuanyuan Yi's brain suddenly wakes up, and he walks back and forth: "yes, you can't go to the doctor, but what can you do if you don't go to the doctor? Can't you just watch lian'er die? The prophet will not let me go

Mo Chi suddenly thought of song Qingqing, and he said, "doesn't song Qingqing understand medicine? Let her help lian'er with her diagnosis and treatment. After all, she is a woman and an outsider. "

Xuanyuan Yi said in a hurry: "call her quickly."

Song Qingqing was awakened by a start. Although she didn't sleep soundly in a strange place, she was pregnant and sometimes her spirit was out of control.

The knock on the door outside made her sleepless. She struggled to prop up and put on her clothes. Then she went to open the door.

Mochi's face was particularly ugly. He begged in a dumb voice: "please save lian'er's life."

Song Qingqing's brain stopped. She couldn't help wondering, "who is lian'er?"

Mo Chi said in an urgent voice: "lian'er is the daughter of the prophet. Can you stop asking first? Human life matters. Lian'er's body is bleeding a lot."

Song Qingqing guessed that he had something to say, so he didn't ask any more. He just followed his steps to xuanyuanyi's study.

The bloody smell of the room almost made her retch, but the strong attitude of the doctor calmed her down, and then she went into the inner room.

Lian'er's body is still bleeding, and it's very serious. Song Qingqing's pupils contract violently in such a scene. She stares at the suspense and says, "she's still a child. Why do you treat her like this? Why? "

"Me Xuanyuan Yi is speechless. He smashes his fist on the wall behind him.

Song didn't continue to question him because she knew that she had to sew up the wound and stop bleeding.

She said in a cold voice, "I need alcohol and silver needle and silk thread for disinfection. You should prepare it for me quickly, or lianer will die."

"OK, go down and get ready!" With that, Mo Chi left quickly.

Song Qingqing stares at Xuanyuan Yi: "don't be idle. Put salt in warm water to feed her."

Xuanyuan Yi after listening, also quickly busy.

Song Qingning eyebrows looking at his back, eyes full of cold, how this man is so ruthless, people have become like this, and then anxious, what's the use?

Soon Xuanyuan Yi came back and asked her in a trembling voice: "lian'er is still in a coma. How can she be fed?"

Song Qing didn't roar at him: "I'll find a way."

What can xuanyuanyi do? After pondering for a moment, he had to go in with his mouth.

Song Qing can't bear to see it again. Don't overdo it.

Mochi hurried back, bringing the tools she needed. In order to deal with lianer's wound, she drove out the Mochi.

Xuanyuanyi subconsciously wants to leave, but song Qingqing stops him: "how? Do you want to get out of this trouble? "

Xuanyuan Yi's face changed and he said dejectedly, "what can I do for you?"

Song Qing said in a deep voice: "you fix her hands and feet, because I want to sew up the wound, it is estimated that it will make her struggle with pain."

"Good!" Xuanyuan Yi walked forward without hesitation.