Transmigration: Rural Sweet Wife

Murong Ting leaves with song qiuer in his arms. They arrive at the mansion. As soon as they enter the mansion, the housekeeper wants to step forward. However, Murong Ting blows his sleeve and a strong wind blows him to the ground.

The housekeeper wanted to shout, but suddenly he was too scared to say anything to Murong's eyes.

Only see the phantom now show figure, droop head, look over, a pair of bow to admit wrong appearance, look at the housekeeper heart more confused.

Murongting takes song qiuer to the room. Mirage notices that the housekeeper looks at himself, turns his head and looks at the housekeeper. He seems to understand something and says, "you'd better go to the doctor now."

Looking back, the housekeeper looked at Murong ting and seemed to have a man in his arms.

The housekeeper had just been thrown so hard that he seemed to be enlightened. When he heard the words of the phantom, he stood up abruptly, and the phantom was startled.

However, seeing the direction of the housekeeper's running out, the phantom was relieved. Now qiuer girl is in critical condition. Looking at her master's appearance, she is also dizzy.

In the room, Murong Ting puts song qiuer on the bed and looks at the wound on her body. It's also a heartache, this girl.

"Why are you so stupid? I have the strength to deal with it alone, but you have to let the phantom come to help me. It's good that I have to worry about you." Seeing Murong Ting holding song qiuer's hand, he seems to be complaining.

"Master, the imperial doctor is here. Let the imperial doctor clean the wound for qiuer first." Mirage sighed, looking at his master helpless sitting in Song qiuer side, the whole person looks, all of a sudden more a few vicissitudes.

Mirage this cry, but at this time, Murong Ting has been staring at Song qiuer's cheek, what reaction also has no.

"Master? Master Mirage looked at his master and fell into a deep thought. He felt bad in his heart and immediately cried out a few more times.

"What's the matter?" Murongting was eagerly called by the phantom behind, and finally drew his attention back to reality. Noticed his gaffe, also in an instant, returned to normal, asked mirage this.

"Master, the imperial doctor is coming. Do you want to call him to clean the wound for qiuer first?" Asked the phantom tentatively.

"Well, let him in." Murong Ting stood up in a hurry and said.

Mirage captured a famous imperial doctor in Tai hospital. Seeing Murong Ting's face sinking, the imperial doctor complained to himself that it was his turn to be on duty today and met the God of pestilence.

At the thought of this, the doctor shivered and looked very old. He intended to salute Murong ting. However, the doctor just bent his knees slightly. Murong Ting immediately stepped forward and held the doctor. The next step was to drag the doctor to the room and point to song qiuer, who was lying on the bed quietly and pale, just like a sleeping beauty.

"Miss qiu'er, what's this The imperial doctor was very confused. Although he didn't go to the banquet, he could understand the vivid appearance of others. Of course, he knew how song qiuer gave the emperor a bad impression at the Palace Banquet.

All of a sudden, I see song qiuer at the banquet. When I look at her, she turns into a sleeping beauty, breathing as if the next second is about to disappear.

However, as soon as the Taiyi said this, he immediately regretted it. His back was covered in a cold sweat. But he listened to the little apprentice. Miss Luo was almost tongue pulled out because she was called by the wrong name. The murderer also reminded him at the banquet that she was just moldy?

However, when the doctor saw Murong Ting turn his head, he almost fell to his knees in fright. At this time, Murong Ting didn't want to toss about this man.

He looked like that at the banquet, but he was worried that the girl would be bullied. Now, the girl's life is in danger. Where do you want to think about other things.

"There are two wounds on her shoulder, one of which is bone. You can help to see if the sharp weapon is poisonous." Murong court did not talk about anything else, just let the imperial doctor come forward and help to see song qiuer's wound.

The imperial doctor came forward and looked at it carefully. Then he put down his heart. He was really worried that if song qiuer was seriously injured, he would not be able to solve the poison himself. Maybe his family would follow him and die together.

"Don't worry, general. It's just a common blunt injury. You can do it." The imperial doctor wiped a cold sweat and said tremblingly.

"In that case, why hasn't she woken up yet?" Murong Ting doesn't want to believe that if it wasn't for knowing that the person in front of him is the key to saving song qiuer, he would have had to draw a sword.

"I don't know." The imperial doctor hesitated for a long time before he said it.

"Just bandage her first." Murong court looked at the appearance of the imperial doctor, but also did not have the interest to force others.

The imperial doctor got the order, got close to the bedside, and brought the bright knife. The knife flashed cold light under the flickering candlelight, and murongting only felt pain.

"Wait a minute." Murong Ting hesitated for a long time, or said.

The doctor's face flashed with doubt.

"What are you doing?" Murong Ting frowned and asked the royal doctor.

"The princess's wound has been coagulated with blood. Now we need to bandage it. We have to separate the clothes from the coagulated flesh of the wound first, so that we can bandage it well." The imperial doctor looked at Murong court and wondered, what happened to general Murong? Didn't he lead many wars? Why don't you know this?

When Murong Ting heard this, his face flashed unnaturally, and he didn't know it. He just watched song qiuer get hurt one after another in front of him, and he became nervous about these sharp blades. Now, he became nervous when he saw the imperial doctor take a knife.

"The slave?" The imperial doctor turned to Murong court.

"Go on." Murong Ting's face flashed a little unnatural. Now, he was really concerned and confused. He forgot all these common sense.

The imperial doctor was ordered to continue the operation, but at this time, Murong Ting suddenly said, "stop."

The doctor could have treated the wound, but all of a sudden, Murong Ting's repeated obstruction made Taiyi's face worse.

"What's the matter, general?" The imperial doctor didn't dare to have a temper with this evil star, but the key is that you've repeatedly obstructed, and your work efficiency is also low.

"Your knife, it doesn't hurt." Murong Ting hesitated for a while and asked.

The imperial doctor frowned. If it wasn't for murongting, he might have thought that he was deliberately making fun of himself.