Farmer Lady of Fortune, Imperial Concubine, Don’t Be Too Sweet

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If King Beicang Ting is so easy to be calculated, he is not the King Ting today.

Assuming that King Ting was not dead at all, he was armed early in the morning, so when the entire Nanling and Beicang people searched for him, he did not show up.

Where will he go?

——Xinghua Village, in Xiangshan, Yunzhou?

When this sentence jumped out of his mind, he had the urge to destroy all the destruction he saw in front of him.

Looking at the sparkling river outside the cabin, refracting the star-pointed fishing fire, the wind and cypress's eyes were cold and condensed into frost.

On the second day, after having breakfast, Liu Yusheng began to make a needle for Duan Ting.

The screen receded to the left and right, and the doors and windows of the small clinic were tightly closed and airtight. In order to make the light brighter, Liu Yusheng even lit a few small lanterns for lighting around.

After preparing the golden needles and other utensils, approaching the person who was already lying on the small couch in the clinic, Liu Yusheng leaned over to remove his shirt.

The hand was grabbed by the man.

"Miss Liu, alone men and widows in the same room, you still have to take off my clothes, things are spreading, I'm safe, I'm afraid I don't have a good reputation for you."

Indifferently freeing his hand, Liu Yusheng said, "I am a doctor, you are a patient. In my eyes, you are no different from the pork on the market. Who will tell me gossip about a piece of pork?"

Duan Ting closed his eyes, "I came by myself, my legs can't go, I haven't scrapped to the point where I can't even take off my clothes."

Liu Yusheng straightened up, made a gesture of asking him, and stood in front of the couch and looked at him, watching him undress.

Rao is Duan Ting no matter how thick-skinned he is, he also wants to scold his mother.

Clenched his teeth and took off his outer gown a few times, lying straight on the couch motionless.

Break the jar.

The golden needle traveled all over the man's body, looking at the tremor of the needle, Liu Yusheng was expressionless, and his brow slowly frowned.

"I feel my present image, which is almost the same as the porcupine in the mountains." Kuzhong made music, Duan Ting laughed at himself.

"Almost." After a long while, he withdrew the gold needle, and Liu Yusheng started again, to pick up the only pure white undershirt left on the man.

This time Duan Ting couldn't hold back completely, holding her wrist tightly, her eyes cold, "Miss Liu, it's enough! If you don't have good medical skills, you can't cure!"

Liu Yusheng raised his eyes and looked quietly at his eyes, "You came to me not only because I was the last glimmer of hope, but also because, I was a woman. Isn't it?"

Duan Ting was shocked, looking at her in disbelief, his eyes trembling, shattering the covered impala, "You..."

"Are you going to kill me and kill your mouth?" The girl was calm and calm, not taking his reaction into his eyes, but just withdrew his hand. "You are a patient, and I respect your wishes. If you really don't want to be treated, then don't Doctor, I don’t want to trouble myself."

Looking at the girl deeply again, Duan Ting lightly said, "When did you see it?"

"When I diagnosed your pulse yesterday."

"So, I exposed myself?"

"Probably because you don't know that female doctors are more delicate and sensitive than male doctors in certain aspects."

With a long sigh, Duan Ting loosened his tight body and looked at the beam above his head. "Govern it, just go to this point, you will know if you can't cure it, why should I live with myself."

"I can assume I don't know."

"You already know."

The girl looked at him and hesitated, "Will you kill me?"

"……will not!"

Except for the inner shirt, there was no ray on the upper body. Duan Ting's pale complexion appeared a cloud of red, turning his head to the side. "Come on, don't wear clothes, I'm cold!"

"Now just in autumn, the daytime temperature is without a shirt, and it won't be cold." The other party was dumb and speechless, and Liu Yusheng's inspection did not stop, and finally he turned him gently.

The line of sight runs down Duan Ting's smooth spine, and then places it somewhere on the vertebrae, reaching for pressure there.

"How? Painful?"

Duan Ting pursed his lips and shook his head, "No feeling at all."

"A bone is missing here."

Duan Ting clasped the sheets under his hands suddenly, turning his head to look at the girl in disbelief.

"Or because you have no consciousness in your lower body, so you are not aware of the defect in the body, and, from the appearance, there are no scars." Pressed again at the place where a spine was missing, Liu Yusheng said, "Take you away People with bones are extremely clever."

His lips twitched, his eyes floated, and Duan Ting's face was extremely pale under the light of a lantern. "That's why my legs can't walk?"

Liu Yusheng nodded.

After that, Duan Ting had never spoken, and Liu Yusheng let him put on his clothes and opened the door when he put out the lantern. Then he opened the door gently.

"It's a bit difficult, you can try it." Liu Yusheng's so-called difficulty is that the existing medical environment is not enough.

There is a shortage of spine bones, and if you want to heal, you need bone graft fusion.

"Miss Liu's kindness, I wrote it down."

"I am a doctor, this is the duty of the doctor, no need to remember."

Smiling at him, Liu Yusheng stepped out of the consultation room.

The next time, she was busy.

Here is the ancient times, the conditions for the operation are already primitive.

If she had not been around Lingquan, she would not dare to take the patient even if her medical skills were even higher.

The Liu family did not ask much about Liu Yusheng's diagnosis and treatment.

They don't know anything about these things, and they ask questions in vain.

The life of a family has not changed because there are more people in the family who come to seek medical treatment. The work should be done, the money should be collected.

After spending a few days in the Liujia compound, Duan Ting adapted to the pace of life here.

As soon as the meal arrives every day, he will appear on the dining table on time like the old wine, and he will keep his elegance while enjoying himself.

After the meal, the maid pushed the wheelchair behind Grandpa Liu’s ass, or wandered around the Qinghe River near the medicine field, or went to the village under the ancient locust tree to listen to the old guys in the village exchange gossip.

In Xinghua Village, the soil and water really support people. Only after eating for a few days at Liu's house, he realized that his body was completely different from the past.

It's not obvious, but for someone like him who has been ill for a long time, even a little bit, he can feel it.

In the afternoon of the day, Liu Zhiqiu went to Xinghualing together, picked a basket of grapes after Lingling, and stuffed his mouth while returning to the courtyard.

As soon as he entered the door, he hadn't spit out the grape skin in his mouth, and a strong wind hit him.

The wheelchair quickly backed away, and after stopping again, he raised his eyes and saw the impassive purple clothes in the door.

"Yes, it's a coincidence that I haven't seen you in a few days." Duan Ting smiled.

Feng Qingbai hooked the corner of her lower lip, "It's a coincidence, oh, by the way, when I come back to hear that King Ting is here, I have told people to pass the news to Beicang. Otherwise, to seek the King, there will be a lot of money for the king and the people. ."