Song Yuanqing turned around and saw Xi Yunjing's mouth open and closed. His voice was so small that he muttered not knowing what he was saying. Song Yuanqing wanted to pull his hand away, but the strength of his hand was surprising.

Touching his body, the hot heat really scared Song Yuanqing.

"Xi Yunjing, let go! I'll get you some medicine! ”

Xi Yunjing: "...... Yuan Cheng...... Old Hu ......"

Song Yuanqing's heart was suffocated, and he bent down to bring his ears closer to him. After listening to it for a while, the voice was too small for Song Yuanqing to hear clearly.

Forget it if you can't hear clearly.

She thought that she should hurry up and go first, bring the medicine and let him take it, and it was the top priority to get the fever down. But just as he was about to stand up straight, Xi Yunjing said something again, and his voice was obviously higher than just now.

Listening to those two names, Song Yuanqing gossiped in his heart, and leaned his ears over a little more, almost touching his lips, and even could feel his every breath very clearly......

"Yuan Qing ......"

Song Yuanqing was stunned. Didn't you talk about Yuan Chengwen and Lao Hu? Why are you talking about her again now?

"Cold ......"

Song Yuanqing straightened up, struggled with that hand, or pulled his hand down. She sighed and tucked the quilt for him with one hand.

"Yuan Qing ...... Don't pick me up...... Go, don't go......"

Song Yuanqing froze there.

She looked at Xi Yunjing sideways, her eyes fixed on his face.

He was crying just now...... Is it crying?

"Yuan Qing ......"

Xi Yunjing's eyelids seemed to be raised, but before he could see his eyes clearly, he closed his eyes in exhaustion and discomfort.

Song Yuanqing softened.

"You, you quickly let me go, I'm going to get you medicine!" The strength in his hand was still undiminished, Song Yuanqing simply bent down, leaned into his ear and shouted: "Let go!" I'll get you some medicine! ”

Probably really shouted loudly, Xi Yunjing really heard this, and really let go of his hand. Song Yuanqing turned around and walked out of the house, but the time of two steps turned back, continued to reach his ear, and asked him in a voice that was an octave higher than just now: "Where did you move the old lady's medicine cabinet?" Didn't you tear it down again? Where's the medicine? Where did you go? Yes? ”

Xi Yunjing opened his eyes with great difficulty, and pointed his trembling fingers at Song Yuanqing. "Yuan Qing ...... How are you, how are you ...... Name-calling! ”

Song Yuanqing grabbed his finger and made a gesture to break it back. "Last time, I lost the medicine, and I killed a few people in vain, if the medicine is lost again at this time, and it is taken by people with bad intentions, won't it have to kill people?"

Xi Yunjing moved his lips, raised another trembling lip, and pointed to a corner of the room.

Following the direction of his finger, Song Yuanqing finally saw his medicine cabinet!

She went over and opened the cabinet door, and saw that the medicine was still there, and she had not lost it, so she was completely relieved.

took some medicine to reduce fever, Song Yuanqing gave him water again, helped him up, and fed him the medicine.

After taking the medicine, I saw Song Yuanqing walk out, and came back in after a while, and before Xi Yunjing could see clearly what she was holding in her hand, she saw her hand quickly patting her on the door of her head.

Suddenly, the forehead was cold and comfortable.

Xi Yunjing subconsciously wanted to raise his hand to touch it, but was stopped by Song Yuanqing. "Don't move! This is for you to reduce your fever, and after sticking this for a while, your body will not be hot, and you can be more comfortable. ”

Xi Yunjing grabbed her hand and put the palm of her hand to his face, "Right now, it's very comfortable." ”

Song Yuanqing withdrew his hand and slapped it on his head again. "Dare to be poor? You're not at ease anymore! It's such a big person, and you can't kick the quilt at night? Otherwise, why did it suddenly burn so badly? ”

I don't know if it's the effect of antipyretics and antipyretic patches, Song Yuanqing always felt that Xi Yunjing swept away the fatigue just now, and his spirit improved significantly.

"Didn't kick the quilt." Xi Yunjing was full of grievances, "You, throw me out of the door, I've been waiting, and I'm cold." ”

Song Yuanqing was stunned. "You've been waiting at the door? What are you waiting for? Are you waiting for me to take you in and sleep? ”

Xi Yunjing didn't speak, but that was obviously the answer.

Song Yuanqing didn't know what to say.

"You said the bed was well placed there, what do you want to toss for......"

Song Yuanqing chattered there for a long time, but he didn't see his reaction, and when he turned his head to look, Xi Yunjing closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Song Yuanqing: ......

What does it mean to smash your fist on cotton, this sense of powerlessness makes Song Yuanqing really helpless.

Tucked the quilt back for him, and Song Yuanqing withdrew. Seeing the pile of ruins, Song Yuanqing felt that he was about to have a heart attack.

hurriedly took some medicine, found something to feed Xiao Wangcai, and Song Yuanqing rushed to the mansion.

When he arrived at the mansion, Song Yuanqing was directly taken to Lao Hu's room. Unlike yesterday, Lao Hu looked at the top of the bed with his eyes, his eyes were empty, and the whole person seemed to have lost his soul and lost his life. Song Yuanqing shouted to him and didn't respond, and he didn't think much about it, so he checked her body by himself.

Song Yuanqing just bent down and was about to start with his head, but he saw Lao Hu's empty eyes looking at him suddenly, and the cruelty and hatred in them frightened Song Yuanqing subconsciously flashed back.

At this moment, Lao Hu Rule's hand in the quilt was withdrawn, and the dagger in his hand stabbed towards Song Yuanqing's neck.

That strength, that posture, I can't wait to pierce a few holes in her!

Song Yuanqing dodged in time, but he was not a person who studied martial arts, although he didn't stab and cut anywhere, but his body hit the bed frame, giving Lao Hu Ke an opportunity.

Seeing the cold light, Lao Hu's dagger pierced her arm deeply, causing Song Yuanqing to cry out in pain.

Someone outside rushed in and pressed Lao Hu to the bed. The other person helped Song Yuanqing, who fell to the ground and broke out in a cold sweat, "Doctor Song, you ...... Are you alright? ”

Song Yuanqing shook his head and looked at Lao Hu, who was shouting and cursing loudly at him.

"It's all you! It's all your fault! My daughter is gone! You're going to pay for my daughter's life!" ”

"Song Yuanqing, you are a broom star! Everywhere you go, you die! You're a witch! ”

"You woman, why are you so vicious! What the hell did my daughter do wrong, you're going to kill her! She is such a sensible and well-behaved girl, you are really ruthless enough to kill her! ”

"Song Yuanqing, you are not human! A demon girl like you who doesn't abide by women's morals and kills people without blinking an eye should be immersed in the pig cage! Spit on by everyone! Burned to the city! ”

"It's not a pity for people like you to die! Even the eighteen layers of hell won't accept you! I curse you to destroy the Song family! There is no successor, no children and grandchildren! ”

……

Song Yuanqing didn't know that an extremely angry person could really scold so many cruel words in an instant. Forget it if he scolded, Lao Hu didn't want to rush over.

The official who held Lao Hu was ruthless and pressed his movements back.

"This is the government! If you want to make trouble, you have to choose a place! This is where you are doing nonsense! ”

Lao Hu didn't care. "Song Yuanqing, you slut! I want you to pay for my daughter's life! ”

Song Yuanqing didn't hear these cruel words, but she heard them when she heard them, her left ear went in and her right ear went out, she didn't care. But Lao Hu's eyes that were red and full of hatred made Song Yuanqing secretly frightened for a long time.

"Doctor Song? Dr. Song? ”

The officials around her pushed her twice, and Song Yuanqing woke up from her trance. She withdrew her gaze from Lao Hu and looked at the official. I saw the official point to the wound on her shoulder, and then to her face. "Doctor Song, are you okay? Did you bring your own medicine? Why don't you heal yourself first? ”

Seeing that his eyes were staring at his face all the time, Song Yuanqing raised his hand and touched it. Looking down, the palms of his hands were covered with bright red blood, and his face instantly tingled.

Song Yuanqing secretly scolded in his heart: I'm afraid that Lao Hu's knife disfigured her?

I don't know who sent the news, or if it was just such a coincidence, Lord He rushed over. followed behind him, naturally it was Feng Ying, who was flattering and flattering.

"What is this for!"

Lord He scolded angrily, so frightened that Feng Ying behind him hurriedly compensated for it, and then remembered to ask the officials in the room to understand the situation.

Master He couldn't control others, he walked up to Song Yuanqing, looked at her wounds, and then looked at her pale and painful face. "Come on, take Dr. Song down first, and find a doctor to treat her."

Song Yuanqing shook his head. "No need, just prepare a room for the people's daughter, I have medicine with me, I can heal it myself."

Lord He only thinks she is a woman, and he is afraid that she will not be seen. I knew that she was a doctor, so I agreed.

The officials from the imperial court have already been approved, and Feng Ying naturally has nothing to say.

Song Yuanqing arrived at the guest room, closed and locked the doors and windows, and flashed into the space. Disinfect, clean, and finally bandage. Coupled with the self-healing function of the space, the injury on the shoulder is still a little painful, but the wound has become significantly smaller. The wound on the face is not deep, and the bleeding has already stopped, but I don't know if it will leave a scar.

Not to mention that ancient women were very concerned about their appearance, women who came from modern society also cared about it!

Song Yuanqing was afraid that he would really leave a scar, so he simply stayed in the space for a while. When I looked closely, the scar on my face was much better.

Or a space cow batch!

Leaving the space, Song Yuanqing was afraid that the inexplicable injury on his face would be suspected, so he covered it with his sleeve and left the space and walked out of the room.

There were five people standing outside the house, the leader was the Lord He, and the other three were next to him.

Finally, there is another one, which is Nafeng Ying.

Seeing Song Yuanqing come out with half of his face covered, there was a puddle of blood stains on his shoulder, obviously it should be someone who was in pain to death, or who had already rested on the bed, but at this moment he looked like a person who had nothing to do.

Master He looked at her deeply, "Song Yuanqing, you take off your sleeves and let me see your injuries." ”