After rebirth, the black medical concubine abused the scum with the green tea script

"You can try to trust me once."

Xia Qingyao looked directly into his eyes without hesitation, and finally laughed at himself.

"I have no power and no ability to protect myself. I only formed an alliance with you for my own consideration. Why should I cheat you? If you really can't trust me, at worst, you can do whatever you want with me."

What she said was the truth. In fact, Murong Zheng did think so.

But when these words came out of her mouth, Murong Zheng felt very uncomfortable.

Murong Zheng looked at her silently for a moment and did not answer directly. He only said: "Okay, it's getting late, I'll leave first."

"I send you."

"No need."

Murong Zheng put the prescription in his arms again, making sure that it would not be lost, so he lifted up the bed curtain and left through the back window like a ghost, never looking at Xia Qingyao again.

Xia Qingyuan saw his tall back leaping out like an elegant leopard, and couldn't help but feel pity for him.

Murong Zheng was poisoned in the womb. The poison penetrated deep into the bone marrow and penetrated into the internal organs. The body was already weak.

Being able to practice martial arts today shows how much hard work and effort he has put into it, how many difficulties he has overcome and how many illnesses he has endured.

Murong Zheng's willpower is far beyond ordinary people's imagination.

But in the previous life, such a person died because she did not believe Murong Tong's words and thought that he was the culprit who caused the Xia family to be beheaded. He refused treatment and died.

After experiencing such a tragic past life, and seeing the Xia family's face after being rescued, Xia Qingyao felt extremely regretful and hated herself for being blind and giving up on Murong Zheng.

She was even thinking, if she had not given up on Murong Zheng and Murong Zheng was in good health, would she have ended up differently?

Fortunately, God gave her a chance to come back.

Early the next morning, Xia Qingyao took a small sugar pill as usual. Her originally rosy and delicate cheeks immediately seemed to be covered with a gray veil, and her whole face looked extremely poor.

When Liuying and Qingdai served Xia Qingyao to dress up together, Xia Qingyao told Qingdai: "Go to Prince Chen's Mansion and ask for leave for me." He covered his heart and coughed twice, "I'm really unwell and can't go to the Prince's Mansion."

For the diagnosis and treatment of the princess, fortunately, there is still Li Yuanxuan in the mansion to take care of the princess's pulse, so I can feel at ease."

"Yes." Qingdai nodded and followed the instructions to go to the palace.

After Qingdai walked away, Liuying whispered in Xia Qingyao's ear.

"Last night, I was supposed to be the slave who went to bed for the night, but Qingdai tried several times and even deliberately offered to go to bed for the slave. Your bed tent was a little thicker. Qingdai was also very suspicious. She asked the slave several times, and even asked the slave about you and your relationship.

The relationship between the people in the Xia Mansion and the Crown Prince."

“Expected.”

Xia Qingyao shook her head and sneered, "Her master asked her to do something, so she naturally had to find a way to do it well. In fact, I have nothing to hide from her, so I simply gave her a chance to talk to her master, so that her master would not have random thoughts and

The more I think about it, the more complicated it becomes.”

Liu Ying was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter: "Miss, did you deliberately give her a chance to talk to the second young master?"

Xia Qingyao stood up and weakly supported the corner of the table before standing still. "It is better to install someone who is easy to manipulate than to have us clean her up and not be able to judge who is the new one."

"Miss Yingming." Liu Ying held Xia Qingyao's hand and walked out, whispering with concern, "It's just that Miss still cherishes herself. She obviously cares about treating others' illnesses and injuries, but she is so angry that she gets sick."

Xia Qingyao smiled and did not answer, and went to the front with Liu Ying to greet his parents and elders.

Unexpectedly, when they arrived at the main hall, Mrs. Xia, her second uncle, third uncle and others were not there at all. There were only Xia Ziming and his wife, Xia Qingyan, and an unexpected visitor - Su Yurou wearing a veil.

It's early in the morning, so this time to be a guest is quite innovative.

Xia Qingyao walked in and saluted, and then smiled: "My daughter is late. I don't want my grandmother and uncles and aunts to go back to rest. My daughter will go see her grandmother now."

"Wait a minute." Xia Qingyan raised her voice, holding a shabby book in her hand. As she walked, she patted the book with her hand, "You came just in time. I was about to tell you that my father has found a way to treat Miss Su.

Already."

"Oh?" Xia Qingyao raised her eyebrows and looked at Xia Qingyan's smug face.

Taken the bait.

Xia Qingyao coughed twice, sat down in an armchair nearby, and asked weakly: "What good idea did father find?"

Xia Ziming smiled lovingly: "This time it was really not for my father, but Qingyan found it in the "Emergency Prescription". Burn the ashes of toads and wash them with sweat pepper soup. I think Miss Su's face will hurt.

It will take three days to recover, so the feast on the 28th will not be delayed."

Su Yurou's whole body trembled with excitement when she heard this, her veil was wet with tears, and she looked extremely embarrassed: "Thank you, Imperial Doctor Xia, and thank you, Mr. Xia."

"Miss Su, there is no need to be polite." Xia Ziming was filled with joy, stroking his beard and smiling.

Xia Qingyan straightened his back, shook his head proudly, and said in a serious tone: "Actually, Miss Su, there is no need to thank you. Doctors are like parents. Our Xia family is a medical family, and we have never seen anyone suffering from illness but standing by and watching."

Looking at Xia Qingyao, Xia Qingyan's words became more and more sarcastic.

"There are people who claim to have excellent medical skills, but they always try to make excuses and pretend to be sophisticated. In fact, they are just trying to gain fame and reputation. For such people, regardless of their medical skills, their character is of concern."

When Su Yurou heard Xia Qingyan's words, she couldn't help but feel secretly happy. She glanced at Xia Qingyao and couldn't even hold back the corner of her mouth.

But Su Yurou's voice was still pitiful when she spoke: "What Mr. Xia said is that there are even people who not only don't save people, but also harm them."

Xia Ziming nodded slightly and sighed.

Seeing these people criticizing Huai, Xia Qingyao shook her head and decided to fulfill her duties as a doctor again.

"This prescription can indeed treat ringworm, but Miss Su can't use it. Using it will only aggravate her condition." Xia Qingyao took two steps closer and raised an eyebrow at Su Yurou with a smile.

"Miss Su, your face will be fine without treatment. It will heal in a few days. As long as you insist on using the medicine I gave your father to scrub it, as for the prescription my brother and father just mentioned, if you use it,

, I’m afraid it will cause serious consequences.”

Su Yurou looked at Xia Qingyao's exquisite and beautiful porcelain doll-like face standing in front of her, and the jealousy and hatred in her heart could no longer be suppressed.

Her face was caused by Xia Qingyao. Can she tell the truth to her?

The more she blocks it, the more it proves that this medicine is effective!

"Mr. Xia, Mr. Xia, I believe in you." Su Yurou was about to cry, and said firmly with tears in her eyes.

Xia Ziming glared at Xia Qingyao angrily.

Xia Qingyan's bones were softened by Su Yurou's eyes with eyes full of eyes, and he immediately took out the ointment he had prepared: "Miss Su, I have prepared the medicine for you."

It's really hard to persuade a damn ghost with good words.

Xia Qingyao leaned against the armrest of the armchair as softly as she could, watching with interest as Su Yurou carefully took off her veil and applied ointment to her face.