The doctor entered the inner hall, walked in, and slowly took down the white gold silk handkerchief on Song Xiaoxiao's face, and his pupils suddenly constricted, "You... You are..."

Princess!

The doctor never imagined that the patient he was facing in front of him would bring death to himself.

Zhang Jian put a long sword on his neck, "Since you know, you can't heal her, you should understand your fate." ”

Even if Zhang Jian knew in her heart that Zhang Rushang had done it, the princess's kidnapping and assassination must not involve the Zhang family.

Hearing this, the doctor trembled in fear and trembled his hands to check the wound of the collapsed girl, and after a while, he faced Zhang Jian and knelt down.

"Zhang Gongzi, you really torture the old man, such a deep scar, even if it is healed, you still have to keep something!"

"You..."

"Gongzi Zhang, don't embarrass them anymore." A pair of skins is really not important to Song Xiaoxiao.

If she loses the meaning of life because her skin is ruined, then she is living a perfunctory life in this world.

In this era, Song Xiaoxiao has some understanding of medical skills.

It's not that they don't want to be cured, it's that they really can't be cured.

So, what else is she to blame?

The problem itself is not from the doctors, they are just trying to make a living and have something to eat.

"Xiaolin, don't worry, I will find the best doctor to heal you." Zhang Jian thought she was accommodating him, and her brows were furrowed.

He said that he wanted to protect her, but Xiao Lin was hurt in his house, and he blamed him and took it lightly.

Hearing this, Song Xiaoxiao smiled, and this smile lightly touched the wound.

"Doctor, please stop the bleeding for me."

"Yes." The doctor reluctantly stood up and asked the boy to fetch the powder and water.

After the two were mixed, it was a muddy paste, and the doctor gave her ointment.

Apply the ointment evenly, and then bandage it with gauze, so that here, the doctor who gave Song Xiaoxiao the medicine is about to collapse.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, the doctor said respectfully, "Okay." ”

"There is labor." Song Xiaoxiao responded flatly, which made her a little incredulous.

Zhang Jian palpitated in her heart because of such a blandness, "It's my fault, I didn't expect Xiang'er to do such a thing." ”

Zhang Jian summoned a secret guard, "Guard here." ”

"Yes, Childe."

There were no less than ten secret guards inside and outside the medical hall, and Zhang Jian only took one away, and all the rest were on standby.

Zhang Jian got into the carriage and returned to the mansion.

The gate of the house was closed, and the number of people guarding the door doubled.

When Zhang Jian approached, these servants did not move, blocking the door.

Zhang Jian said: "I want to see my father." ”

"Childe, the prime minister has just entered the palace."

"Let me in."

"The prime minister ordered before leaving the house that no one was allowed to enter or leave the house." This includes Zhang Jian.

"When will this son go back to his own home, and you will have to wait to smack his tongue?" Zhang Jian grabbed one person and kicked it.

The man was kicked out a few meters and fell to the ground.

Seeing this, the other people clenched their fists and made a precautionary action, "Childe, this is the prime minister's order, if you insist on embarrassing the small one, the small one will have to be rude." ”

Zhang Jian's narrow Danfeng eyes picked up evilly, "Rude? If I beat you, do you dare to fight back? ”

"The little ones don't dare."

"Don't you dare, or are you unwilling?"

Immediately, Zhang Jian smiled and said: "It's quite good to have the prime minister's order to make a talisman." It's a pity, how long can I protect it? Tell my father that he won't see me today, Zhangfu, and my son will not enter again in the future. It's not that I don't want him as a father, but right now he doesn't want me as a son. ”