Hearing this, everyone gasped, and the atmosphere quieted down instantly.

Indeed, it is only rumored in the capital that Song Huaijin has been to Zuiyue Tower, but no one has ever really seen it.

Moreover, it seems that this word is still coming from the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Thinking of this layer, there were already a few people who exchanged their heads and whispered:

"You say, how did Miss Huaiyu know that Song Huaijin had been to Zuiyue Tower? Did she really try? ”

"No, Miss Huaiyu is not that kind of person! Could it be that you don't know the face of the person but don't know the heart? ”

"Who's right? The private lives of these official ladies are really, tsk. ”

A few mosquito-like discussions came to Song Huaiyu's ears out of place, she gritted her teeth, tried to calm her breathing, took two steps forward and gradually approached Song Huaijin, and smiled viciously.

"Bang", with the cover of wide sleeves, he deliberately slapped himself in the face, the force was not heavy, but the voice was extremely crisp.

People's attention was immediately attracted, Song Huaiyu screamed and fell to the ground, looked at Song Huaijin with teary eyes, and choked up:

"Sister, even if my sister said that you are in the sore spot, you shouldn't beat me in the street? It's my sister's mistake, don't be angry. ”

Song Huaiyu's pitiful appearance instantly won everyone's sympathy, and the originally suppressed crowd exploded again:

"This Song Huaijin really came out of a small place, there are no rules, and he beats his own sister on the street!"

"She must have been to Zuiyue Tower by herself, and Miss Huaiyu said that she hit the sore spot, so she became angry and deliberately retaliated!"

"How can such a person be embarrassed to compete with Taiyi Zhou on the same stage? Let's go back! ”

"Go back! Go back! Go back! ”

Song Huaiyu covered her face with wide sleeves and smiled slightly from an angle that only Song Huaijin could see, as if a victor who was determined to win was mocking her ignorance and ignorance.

Song Huaijin sneered, she knew that this was no longer something that she could redeem with a few words, since she had set her back on this pot today, then since it was so...

Syllable!

Song Huaijin slapped Song Huaiyu's pear blossom with rain on her little face, the slap was crisp, spreading like a sound wave, penetrating everyone's hearts with great power, making the enthusiastic crowd miraculously calm down, and the atmosphere did not dare to look at the woman in white standing proudly.

There was no anger in the woman's eyes, but they were full of inviolable majesty, and people did not feel her rudeness at all, but gave people the posture of teaching the superior a lesson.

That posture is arrogant but does not make people feel aggressive, and even makes people feel that this should be the majesty of the Prime Minister's Mansion that cannot be challenged.

In the center where countless eyes gathered, Song Huaijin slowly bent down and reached out to pinch Song Huaiyu's somewhat swollen little face: "You have poured dirty water on me like this, I don't slap me, is it too much of a loss?" ”

Song Huaiyu was blinded by this slap, and was still immersed in indescribable shock, how dare she dare to Song Huaijin, this waste? How dare you do this to yourself? Aren't you afraid of being poked in the back by people in the wind and rain all over the city?

Oh, yes, Song Huaijin is probably not afraid, because her current image in the eyes of the whole capital is not much better.

"Imperial Doctor Zhou is here!"

I don't know who shouted first, Song Huaiyu suddenly turned around and saw the handsome young man walking down from the ring.

This week, the imperial doctor still has some friendship with his father, and he also said a few words to her in the Prime Minister's Mansion, and he will not let Song Huaijin treat her like this.

Song Huaiyu suddenly saw a glimmer of hope, looked back at Imperial Physician Zhou and shed tears, and said pitifully: "Imperial Physician Zhou, she beat me..."

Imperial Physician Zhou was slightly stunned, and everyone was stunned, everyone in Beijing knew that Imperial Physician Zhou was an arrogant and cold master, except for some friendship with the prime minister, other princes and nobles were the same cold, the daughter of the prime minister who was beaten this time, and it was Song Huaijin who was beaten to challenge him, and it was Song Huaijin who was not able to challenge him, and it was obvious what choice Imperial Doctor Zhou would make!

After a short stunned moment, people's eyes on Song Huaijin were already full of pity, as if sympathizing with a dying lamb.

Imperial Physician Zhou glanced down at Song Huaiyu: "Which hand did she beat you?" ”

Song Huaiyu's eyes lit up, he looked at Imperial Doctor Zhou excitedly, and cried: "Right hand, right hand!" ”

Watching Imperial Physician Zhou slowly approach Song Huaijin, her eyes were full of the pleasure of revenge, she proudly waited for Imperial Physician Zhou to slap Song Huaijin fiercely, but waiting, waiting, she saw Imperial Physician Zhou almost gently dragging Song Huaijin's right hand, and asked a little flatteringly: "Does my sister's hand hurt?" Let me see, is the wrist sore? I'll give you a button. ”

Compared with Song Huaiyu's direct provocation, Song Huaijin felt that Imperial Doctor Zhou's gentleness made her scalp tingle even more, like being wrapped around a cold poisonous tongue, making her hands tremble unconsciously, and she didn't dare to resist.

Everyone was even more dumbfounded, this week, the imperial doctor is notoriously not good at oil and salt, why is he so gentle with Song Huaijin alone?

Could it be that this Song Huaijin is really extraordinary?

Song Huaiyu looked at this scene blankly, and got goosebumps all over his body, what kind of character is Imperial Doctor Zhou, now that the emperor is seriously ill, the whole court has to rely on a few points What kind of demon magic did Song Huaijin use to make him do this?

"Imperial Doctor Zhou!" Song Huaiyu shouted: "Could it be that you were also bewitched by this little slut?"

Imperial Physician Zhou smiled slightly, slowly, slowly turned his head, and stretched out his hand to pierce two tiny silver needles into Song Huaiyu's body. Song Huaiyu was speechless for a moment, his eyes widened and he looked at the person in front of him in horror.

"Miss Huaiyu, don't argue, I sealed your dumb hole and soft hemp hole, don't argue or move until I finish the game, okay?"

Imperial Physician Zhou was always smiling when he spoke, but such a smile and such words always revealed a bit of unpredictable weirdness.

Seeing this, the crowd finally quieted down, and there was a dull silence, this week the imperial doctor really had a strange temperament, even Song Huaiyu was treated like this, let alone them.

A contest unfolded under the silent gaze of everyone, and then a pale man, gray beard, and shaved hair lay on each of the two operating tables.

Next to the human side are warm fires, scalpels, stitches, hemp boils, and all sorts of herbs.

Song Huaijin's heart trembled suddenly, and he trembled a little when he held his hand, does the competition use live people as props? If it's a kitten or a puppy, it's a living human life! In case something goes wrong...

Imperial Physician Zhou seemed to see her thoughts, and said casually: "Sister, rest assured, these people are all voluntary, they have the same disease as the emperor, whether they live or die, it all depends on the will of heaven." But I'm not going to lose, and you have to do it too! ”

As he spoke, Imperial Physician Zhou had already passed the knife through the alcohol and slashed the man's head, the man's eyes suddenly widened, and a near-death sound sounded in his throat. Recite.

"Oops, oops, I forgot to boil with hemp when I was talking to you." Imperial Doctor Zhou's eyes were still unfazed, and he was even a little excited: "Maybe the effect of this surgery will be better, don't use it." ”