The Evil Prince and his Precious Wife: The Sly Lady

Imperial Palace Room

Dr. Zhang carefully inspected Dongfangli's injury and nodded: "The wounds were treated in a timely manner, and they were also treated with top-notch wound medicine. It is no longer a problem. Change the medicine every morning and evening, and rest for half a month, and it will basically heal."

Zhang Taiyi was the judge of the Imperial Palace Hospital. The emperor appointed him to the imperial division and gave him a pulse. When he encountered the injured Dongli, he also showed him the injury.

"Yu Lao Zhang Taiyi!" Dongfang Like's voice reveals the indifference and alienation inherent in him.

Zhang Taiyi didn't take it seriously and said with a smile: "The Seventh Prince is welcome!"

Sun Nanxiang's slender figure came into view, and the East looked away from his eyes, and said softly: "Miss Su gave a very good effect of the wound medicine applied underneath. I don't know if Miss Su is willing to cut the love and sell it to the next bottle?"

Su Nanxiang's eyes flickered, and he smiled embarrassedly: "The seventh prince is polite, a bottle of wounded medicine is only available to the seventh prince, but the bottle of medicine is completely used up when applying the wound to the seventh prince ... "

"Really? That's a coincidence!" Dongfang kept his eyes deep and continued to ask: "I don't know where Miss Su bought the wound medicine? Let's buy a bottle under it!"

"It wasn't bought, it was sent by a friend, and only a bottle was sent!" Su Nanxiang said with a smile, his eyes flashing with apology.

"That's really a pity. The medicine of the bottle is comparable to the royal medicine of the palace. The person who gave the medicine to the girl Su is the person in the royal family ..." Dongfang looked at Sunan Xiang, his mouth slightly bent, but the smile did not Reach the eyes.

Su Nanxiang smiled unnaturally, murmured, and hated: the wounds of Dongfangli healed very well. The wound medicine he applied was indeed a top grade wound medicine, and the wound medicine in Zhenguo Palace was the top grade at most. That super medicine should be Ouyang Shizi!

Ouyang Shizi gave Murong Xue no hesitation about the hard-to-find medicine, and asked her to treat other men. He was really good for Murong Xue to disgust ...

The anger in Sun Nanxiang ’s eyes flashed through, but he was caught by Dongfang Li. He narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "I ca n’t bandage the wounds on my shoulders. Please ask Su girl to tie me up again!"

"Okay!" Su Nanxiang nodded, relieved secretly: Fortunately, he didn't ask any more, otherwise, she would most likely show flaws!

Tingting Tingting walked to Dongfangli side, she picked up the white muslin cloth, carefully helped him to wrap up the wound, and skillfully hit an elegant slipknot!

Not a bow!

The East has a meaningful meaning: "There is Lao Su."

"The seventh prince is polite, and my grandfather is about to wake up during the lunch break. If the seven princes are fine, I will go to see my grandfather." She will continue to stay, he will definitely continue to ask what, if there are more questions, she may not be able to justify herself, or thirty-six plan, go for it!

"Miss Su please please." Dongfangli smiled softly, his voice indifferent.

Su Nanxiang was relieved, relieved, and blessed, and walked out of the room!

Looking at her brisk footsteps, Dongfang bent slightly from the corner of her mouth, and the bottom of her eyes flashed a glance!

Huo Tong stepped forward and said in a low voice: "Mr. Zhang, the Seventh Prince's condition ... how?" Dongfangli also suffered from "serious illness" in addition to his injuries. Compared with his "serious illness", he suffered The serious injury seemed insignificant.

Zhang Taiyi looked at Dongfang away and shook his head and sighed, "The Seventh Prince ... is too long and too sick. The condition has penetrated into the bone marrow and the internal organs. Even if Da Luo is coming, he will return to the sky. Helpless. "

"Can't think of a way anymore?" Huo Tong said earnestly.

Zhang Taiyi sighed heavily: "The old man was so sparse, and he really couldn't think of a way to treat the seven princes. The old man returned to the hospital and discussed with the princes to see if he could come up with a good plan to treat the seven princes."

"Thank you Dr. Zhang!" Huo Tong's cold eyes flashed a little gratitude.

"Huo Shiwei is polite, and the old age says goodbye." Zhang Taiyi said softly, carrying his medicine chest and walking out of the room.

Watching him leave the guest house, Huo Tong looked at Dongfangli and said softly: "The son does not have to worry, Qingyan Tai is superb in medical skills and will always find a way to treat your disease."

"You don't have to comfort me, my condition is clear to my heart!" Dongfang Li sighed gently, his eyes deep:

The Xiliang medical doctors made an incurable conclusion to him early. Along the way, he also visited many famous doctors, but their words are almost the same, and they are all incurable. He has not reported his illness. Any hope anymore.

He did n’t have a long time to live, but the man still refused to let him go, and secretly sent a lot of people to assassinate him. Yesterday the assassins found him. When he was assassinated, he happened to encounter his illness and he could n’t resist. Seriously injured ...

"Son ..."

"I don't need to say more, I know what's in my mind." Dongfang Li waved his hand and interrupted him, looking at the bright sunshine outside the window and raising his voice: "It's rare to come to Qingyan, let's go for a walk."

"Yes!" Huo Tong nodded and walked out after the east left.

The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on the streets, pulling the shadows of people and houses very long and long!

A luxury carriage stopped in front of the Linjiang Tower, the curtains were lifted, Ouyang Shaochen came out, Ruyu's hand extended back, ready to gently support Murong Xue, a familiar male voice came over: "Ouyang Shizi! "

Ouyang Shaochen looked up and saw that Dongfangli came slowly, and in a few steps, he would come to him.

He glanced indifferently, said: "Xue'er, I met an acquaintance, you wait for me in the car for a while!"

Pulling down the curtain, the Murongxue was separated in the car, Ouyang Shaochen turned to welcome Dongfangli.

Murong Xueliang's bright face suddenly darkened, and he had already arrived at the entrance of Linjiang Tower. He had to talk to an acquaintance, so that she could order food at an advanced restaurant. Why did she want her to wait in the car?

Does the person he meets have a special identity that is inconvenient for her to see?

Murong Xue picked up the driving curtain and looked back quietly. She saw Ouyang Shaochen standing face-to-face with a man. The two were almost tall. She could not see the appearance of the man. The sound of the two people's conversation came clearly.

"Farewell to Xiliang, how can the Seventh Prince be late?" Ouyang Shaochen's voice was soft.

"Everything is fine, I would like to thank Ouyang Shizi for thinking about it." Dongfang's indifferent voice is polite and polite!

"The Seventh Prince came to Qingyan for medical treatment?" Ouyang Shaochen asked softly.

"It's true!" Dongfang Li smiled gently, his eyes deep.

Ouyang Shaochen said indifferently: "I know some great doctors who have good medical skills. They can treat the seven princes!"

"Thank you Ouyang Shizi." Dongfang Li's sharp eyes crossed Ouyang Shaochen and saw a light cyan dress on the carriage. He said with a smile: "This is Shizi, is there an appointment with the beautiful woman?"