"This girl is in good health, but she hasn't eaten for a few days, so I first took small sips to feed her a bowl of water. There are also some external injuries, all of which are fine, just take a few days. ”

A soft female voice, the texture is like morning dew on the grass, indescribably good, making people's hearts warm.

Shen Suyi opened his eyes, only to feel that his chest was ironed comfortably, and he snorted twice.

"Are you awake? Don't move. ”

Shen Suyi's vision changed from blurry to clear, and a palace beauty with green sleeves and black hair dragging on the ground appeared in front of her, which was amazing at first glance.

Her complexion is fresh, like a flowing spring, not turbulent, not warm, just quietly spitting fragrance. Her gaze is calm and gentle, and there is the wisdom accumulated over the years.

The beauty in the palace costume said: "I am doing acupuncture for you, and it is the critical moment when Baihui enters the Sichuan, you must not move, otherwise it will be very painful." ”

As soon as she finished saying this, Shen Suyi sat up from the bed and exclaimed, "I've seen you before!" No, I've drawn you in a painting! What's going on? ”

The beauty in the palace costume raised her eyebrows, held a very thin long needle, and looked back quietly.

"Shhhh

Shen Suyi gasped and lay back on the bed, feeling a stinging pain from his chest in hindsight.

A little girl dressed as a maid walked in and said with a smile: "Madame's medical skills are so good, no illness will bother you, and she will wake up in the blink of an eye." ”

"It's a pity that it's a disobedient patient, and it's a bit tricky now."

"Huh?"

"She sat up for a moment, undoing all the effects of the golden needle puncture, but it's a pity."

"What a pity?" The maid asked.

The palace beauty shook her head and sighed, and said in a regretful tone: "Originally, she could live to be sixty years old, and I wanted to help her add ten years, but now it has been reduced by fifteen years." ”

"What?" From the maid.

"What?!" From Shen Suyi.

The palace beauty said again: "But girl, you seem to have been under the palm of a martial arts master before, and your internal organs are damaged, and it is difficult to recover, I hope you understand, don't blame me." ”

Shen Suyi left lasagna tears and asked, "If I say I don't blame you, can you tie me back my fifteen years?" ”

"It's hard to do, I'm sorry."

“……”

The palace beauty looked apologetic, thought about it and said, "When my husband comes home, try to heal you with true qi." ”

"yes, are you coming back soon? I feel a lot of pain in my chest right now. ”

"I will be home in three months. This is how my father-in-law's letter to my family is written. ”

"Woo." Shen Suyi finally bit the handkerchief and cried.

The beauty in the palace costume said, "Otherwise, let the person who sent you take you to his master, and maybe there is a way." ”

Shen Suyi shook his head.

The beauty in the palace costume asked, "Do you know who the master who hurt you is?" ”

Shen Suyi shook his head again.

The bruises on the chest and the wounds on the internal organs are not the work of a martial arts master, but the sequelae left by traveling through time and space. Even if you say it, it is impossible to prescribe the right medicine, and there can be no such cases in ancient and modern times, both in China and abroad!

Seven days ago, she was a sophomore named Li Ran, an art major, and wanted to be an illustrator in the future.

A hardcover ancient Chinese novel was mailed to her, and it was the most critical job she had just received. As long as she colores the twenty illustrations of the book, she will be able to sign her pen name "Shen Suyi" on the illustration production! This is a dream she has been working on for a long time!

In order to make better illustrations, she decided to spend a day reading the book cursory. Who knew that the more I watched it, the longer I watched, and I didn't finish it for three days, I felt very sorry for a man named Duan Xiaolou in the book.

After staying up all night, a few pictures of He Angelica were finally done, and he was about to start composing for Duan Xiaolou.

When sharpening the pencil, he accidentally cut his hand with a knife, and the blood dripped on the white drawing paper, staining Duan Xiaolou's face red in an instant.

The next moment, the red light was flourishing, filling the entire girls' dormitory.

I don't know how to start, just pray that it will end soon.

After a great pain of falling apart, she crossed over, and when she woke up, she also saw He Angelica himself painted by her pen, which was exactly the same as what was painted in the painting!

The book says that He Angelica is a skilled doctor, which obviously needs to be verified.

It actually took away the patient's fifteen years of life with a single needle, isn't it a quack what it is!