Shen Boliang carefully examined the injuries on Lin Shuang'er's hands, and his brows became tighter and tighter.

Ye Beicheng's heart was even more uneasy: "What's wrong with her hand?" Isn't it an ordinary scar? ”

Shen Boliang said: "The scars are indeed ordinary, but the torture tools for beating people are not ordinary. ”

Ye Beicheng: "What do you mean?" ”

Shen Boliang said in a heavy tone: "I'm afraid the injury on her hand was injured by Wu Qingteng." ”

Dongmei said at this time: "Imperial Doctor Shen is right, Shuang'er's hand was injured by a kind of green vine. It's just that...... What's so special about this green ivy? ”

Shen Boliang said: "Wu Qingteng is covered with barbs and has poisonous ......."

Dongmei's face turned a little pale: "That frost's hand ......"

Shen Boliang said: "Poison is not a big problem, it's just that this girl is a little guilty." ”

Ye Beicheng's face was already extremely ugly.

He couldn't imagine how painful Lin Shuang'er must have been when she was tortured, these barbs pierced into her flesh and blood, it must have hurt, right?

Unconsciously covering his heart, Ye Beicheng suddenly felt a little out of breath.

The position of the heart is like being stabbed by a sword.

He took a deep breath, looked at Shen Boliang, and said with a serious expression, "Is there any way to alleviate her pain?" ”

Shen Boliang shook his head: "There is no way, if you want to force out the poisonous blood, you have to prick the needle from the wound, otherwise the wound will fester, and there will be no way to return to the sky, and Miss Lin's hand may not be saved." ”

Shen Boliang took out the silver needle neatly, and skillfully pierced several acupuncture points in Lin Shuang'er's palm, and soon, purple-black blood overflowed from the wound.

It's just that this kind of pain is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Lin Shuang'er, who was in a coma, frowned tightly, and an irrepressible pain came out of her mouth.

Yebei Cheng's heart tightened, and his eyes looked at Shen Boliang sharply: "Can't you just take it lightly?" ”

Shen Boliang was a little speechless: "The lower official is already very light, if you bother me again, I'm afraid that Miss Lin will suffer more again." ”

Hearing this, Ye Beicheng only had to shut up, but the gloom between his eyebrows gradually deepened.

The process of forcing out the poisonous blood was very long, during which Lin Shuang'er was woken up by pain many times, and then fainted again, repeated several times, cold sweat had been tossed out on her forehead, and tears slowly slipped down her pale cheeks.

"It hurts, A-Niang......"

"A-Niang, Shuang'er hurts so much......" Lin Shuang'er, who was in a coma, began to talk nonsense, and kept shouting A-Niang.

Ye Beicheng's heart seemed to be clutched in his heart, and it tightened more and more.

Obviously, she used to call her own name.

But now, she will only call her mother.

If only she had called his name, he would have told her that he had always been there for her and would never let her be hurt again.

But she didn't call, never again.

Finally, all the poisonous blood was forced out.

Shen Boliang took back the silver needles one by one.

He said: "Don't worry, I have already used a silver needle to force out the poisonous blood for her, but the wound must be changed every day, remember not to touch the water." ”

Dongmei nodded again and again, remembering everything Shen Boliang said.

"The next few days are particularly important, she is now having a high fever, don't let the wound worsen, and remember to scrub her body every day, otherwise the high fever will not go away, and the wound will worsen at that time!"

Shen Boliang said as he wrote the prescription on the paper.

He handed the prescription to Dongmei and instructed: "According to this prescription, follow me to the Tai Hospital to grab medicine, three times a day." ”

Dongmei nodded in response, took the prescription from Shen Boliang's hand, and then went to the Tai Hospital with Shen Boliang.

After the two left, Ye Beicheng stood beside the bed, stared at the woman on the couch for a moment, and then slowly leaned down and carefully held the person in his arms.

When Dongmei grabbed the medicine and returned to the West Chamber, she pushed open the door, and Lin Shuang'er was already gone.

Just as she was about to go out to look for it, Dongmei was stopped by Xuanwu.

"There's no need to look for it, the prince took Miss Lin back to the East Wing Courtyard."

Dongmei looked at Xuanwu inexplicably and said, "What did the prince take her back for?" She's still hurt! ”

Xuanwu said: "The prince will take care of her personally, you just have to decoct the medicine and send it over, don't worry about the rest!" ”

After Xuanwu finished conveying, she was about to leave, but was stopped by Dongmei, she said angrily: "Shuang'er, she has her own ideas, even if the prince is the master, he shouldn't forcibly take her back regardless of her wishes!" ”

Xuanwu looked at Dongmei inexplicably, and really didn't understand why she was so angry!

When the prince brought Lin Shuang'er back, he naturally wanted to treat her well, why did he become a strong man in the eyes of this woman?

Dongmei said: "Although we are slaves, we also have dignity, and the prince can't forcibly take people away when he likes them!" When you don't like it, kick people out! ”

They are indeed lowly! But they're not cats or dogs. It's just that they were born badly and failed to vote for a good family, if they can vote for a good family, who will come to be slaves and maids!

Dongmei vented all her dissatisfaction on Xuanwu: "Please tell the prince, Shuang'er, her status is low, and she really can't climb the prince, and please ask the prince to be merciful and spare her, so that she can be a little maid who sweeps the yard in the Hou Mansion in peace!" ”

Dongmei was open-mouthed, and Xuanwu didn't care, after all, he didn't know that one of his original obstructions almost cost Lin Shuang'er's life.

He only said: "The prince has his own measure, such words are not allowed to be said in the future, be careful to let those who have a heart hear, this time, I will not tell the prince." ”

Dongmei looked at Xuanwu and was a little stunned for a while, but she was still angry, and she didn't want to accept his affection, so she only said: "Tell the prince if you don't tell him!" If the prince wants to beat and punish, I will admit it! ”

Qiu Ju spent three days bumpily in worrying and being afraid.

In the past three days, she had nightmares every night, dreaming that Ye Beicheng came to her, and then dismantled her into eight pieces.

However, Ye Beicheng never came to trouble her, and he didn't even mention it.

She slowly relaxed her vigilance, thinking to herself, maybe Ye Beicheng didn't care about Lin Shuang'er that much at all.

Thinking of this, she was finally able to sleep peacefully and serve by Zhao Qingqing's side as usual, as if nothing had happened.

Zhao Qingqing didn't say a word about this matter, she worked harder to please Gong Qingyue, thinking that even if Ye Beicheng wanted to trouble her, she would definitely have to look at Gong Qingyue's face, and she didn't dare to do anything to her!

However, it's not that you don't report it, it's just that the time has not come.

In the afternoon, Ye Beicheng led people to surround the courtyard of the West Wing.

He held a thick and long black Qingteng in his hand, and his boots stepped into the courtyard, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Zhao Qingqing and Qiu Ju being escorted out by Xuanwu and sent to him.

Qiu Ju trembled when she saw Ye Beicheng, and her face was even more frightened to the point that there was no trace of blood, she wanted to hide behind Zhao Qingqing, but she was kicked in front of Ye Beicheng by Xuanwu.

Ye Beicheng held Wu Qingteng in his hand, picked up Qiu Ju's chin, glanced at Zhao Qingqing's snow-white face, and sneered: "You have had a rough few days, do you really think that this king is not to blame in the past?" ”