Chapter 3 Bring Your Own Space
"Shh
This voice was close to her ear, and just such a single tone had already made Song Yuanqing feel enough danger.
She stiffened and moved her lips, "You ......"
The cold blade was sent to her neck again, Song Yuanqing shrank her neck without a moment, and was thinking about how to speak, when the body next to her suddenly fell to the ground, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter.
Song Yuanqing gasped and stood stiffly next to him for half a minute before kicking the person in front of him. Seeing no more movement from him, Song Yuanqing dared to squat down to check his injuries.
And gas......
Adhering to the noble character of saving lives and helping the wounded and the benevolence of doctors, Song Yuanqing deliberately wanted to save him, but now he doesn't have this condition at all!
"! Big brother, where are you dying, what do you have to do in my room? Although I am a new widow, I still value my reputation in this era! ”
As soon as he read this, Song Yuanqing heard shouting outside, and the voice was getting closer and closer.
"My lord! There's blood on this! ”
"Go in and search!"
Song Yuanqing panicked.
I'm Cao! Such a bloody plot was also encountered by her?
Now that she is sending people out directly, will she be recognized as an accomplice in the infighting? Maybe when the time comes, someone will be labeled as stealing people again, and it will really be washed by jumping into the Yellow River.
But if she didn't hand them over, she didn't know where to hide them. It's a little bigger in this room......
Besides, this person is seriously injured, I am afraid that it is difficult to move, if there is an operating room, what can directly throw people inside......
As soon as he had such a thought, Song Yuanqing felt that the surrounding environment had suddenly changed into a dazzling white. When she opened her eyes again, she looked at the environment in front of her, and in an instant, her goosebumps were all up.
She was a surgeon before she crossed over, and now she is in the operating room she is most familiar with!
What's so ...... Did she fantasize about it herself?
Song Yuanqing pinched herself hard, and the clear and realistic pain almost made her burst into tears.
Wear...... Wearing it back?
She's back?
Song Yuanqing walked towards the operating table with some excitement, touching the instruments he was most familiar with, and looking at the scenery he was most familiar with......
Seeing that the door of the operating room was quietly placed there, Song Yuanqing almost trotted over, put his hands on the doorknob, and took two deep breaths before suddenly opening the door of the operating room.
The door is open!
The door was open, but it wasn't what she had imagined.
It's a hospital, but it's not a normal hospital.
She ran all over the hospital, it was empty, not to mention people, there was nothing even in the morgue!
She is the only one in the whole hospital who is panting, this is a hospital that belongs to her alone!
Song Yuanqing was frightened and frightened for a while, she subconsciously wanted to escape, but she couldn't touch the hospital gate no matter what method she used.
She couldn't get out at all......
It was obviously in another dimension, but she heard the sound of footsteps getting closer and closer. Song Yuanqing panicked, and when she came back to her senses again, she was in this antique room again.
Hell yes!
"Who are you?"
A voice sounded outside the door, it was Yuan Wei!
Someone outside seemed to be asking Yuan Wei for something again, and then he heard Yuan Wei report to his home.
The person who came disdainfully sneered: "It turns out that you are the Yuan family who has just broken down and even paid off the debt?" ”
Yuan Wei probably felt uncomfortable, so he said indifferently: "This is my old lady's house." If the official is not at ease, just go in and search by himself. ”
Song Yuanqing was excited, and caught a glimpse of the blood stains left by the man on the ground, and before her brain could react, her two hands had already lifted the hem of her skirt and wiped the blood stains clean with the inside of her dress. Anyway, she was thrown into the grave yesterday, and the muddy clothes on her body were kicked out of the Yuan family's house before she could change them.
Song Yuanqing saw the blood stains on his fingers, and after scolding in his heart, he quickly wiped it under his nose.
By the time the door was kicked open, she was already on her feet and had her dress set.
A few people came in outside the door, led by people wearing official uniforms, holding one hand on the saber at his waist, with a cold face and gloomy eyes. Then a few people who looked like guards came in, and when they saw that the house was clean and there was not even a bed, only some dry firewood and branches spread on the ground, they all frowned.
Yuan Wei stood outside the house, Song Yuanqing at a loss.
The one at the head stared at Song Yuanqing with unkind eyes, "This is the old lady of your Yuan family?" ”
Yuan Wei's face was a little ugly. "This is the Song family."
An old man of nearly sixty married a girl of eighteen or twenty, who was only one or two years older than his grandson, which was indeed embarrassing.
The one with sharp eyes at the head asked Song Yuanqing directly. "Where did you get the blood from?"