The Prince Regent’s Violent Medical Consort

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Fan Qingyi is not easy to directly say that he has a smart as an assist, can only be said to be his own judgment.

Qin Zhou rode his horse over and saw him pick a branch from the side and began to draw a simple map.

"According to the terrain, this is a fenced valley, easy to defend and difficult to attack. There is only such a mountain pass, and we want to climb up from the surrounding mountains, which is a bit impractical." Fan Qingyi frowned and analyzed calmly.

Before this mountain was overrun with gangsters, Qin Zhou sent officers and soldiers four times to clear the army, so I was still a little impressed.

"Indeed, they also depended on the inside and outside to succeed." Qin Zhou said, bowing his head just to see the cloth wrapped around Fan Qingyi's wrist, blood faintly leaking out.

The anxiety that just came out, too late to take medicine on the road, just wrapped in cloth does not completely stop the bleeding.

Qin Zhou thought, but the movement was faster than her brain. When she responded, she had already pulled the hand of Fan Qingyi.

"It will be better soon." Fan Qingyi explained that she had been staring at her wound all the time.

Qin Zhou glanced at him, untied the strips he hurriedly tied, and said a little sullenly, "Do n’t be too nervous about that bastard, it ’s hard for ordinary people to get close to him unless he volunteers Follow along. "

The power of Qin Zhou could not be more clear. The other party must rely on coaxing rather than playing, otherwise there will be no movement.

When Fan Qingyi passed through, it happened that the rebels were ruthless, and happened to miss the appearance of the scarline in front of her. So, it was a little unclear to Qin Zhou to say this. It was hard to say anything when she was comforting herself.

Qin Zhou took out an exquisite small medicine bottle from his arms and reminded in good faith: "It will be a little itchy, but the effect will be much faster than ordinary gold sore medicine."

"I'm a big man, and I've run through the mountains of swords and fire. Are you afraid of this?" Probably to ease the atmosphere, Fan Qingyi quipped.

Who knew Qin Zhou was serious, raised his head, and looked into his face: "So, for whom did you go to Daoshan and go down to the sea of ​​fire?"

Fan Qingyi was so stared at by her, somehow, she was somewhat guilty: "No, no."

He never acted as a single individual, nor as a single family, as a whole collective, as a whole country.

Qin Zhou saw that he had defended so quickly, and said nothing more, bowed his head and continued to give him medicine.

Only in the place where Fan Qingyi could not see, he laughed at himself.

What is she thinking about?

People are going to climb the mountain for others, go down the sea of ​​fire, throw their heads, sprinkle blood, how worried is she?

Qin Zhou only released his hand after bandaging the wound on Fan Qingyi again and confirming that there was no problem.

Fan Qingyi wanted to thank, but suddenly received a reminder from Huanbao.

"Come, there is a horse approaching." He pulled Qin Zhou behind him.

Soon, the two saw a man coming in a carriage and stopped a short distance away.

"You let me go!"

A repressed female voice came from the carriage. Fan Qingyi and Qin Zhou glanced at each other. This female voice is a bit familiar.

I saw a bloated, about thirty-year-old man holding Mu Ning off the carriage, showing a silver bullet smile: "Don't worry, my lord, I will love you when I get to the place."

Seeing this, the little chasing driver looked like a dog-legged smile: "Then Song Gongzi, the little one will go back first?"

"Go back, go back, remember to hide my dad, don't let him know that I came out." Song Gongzi replied perfunctoryly, and looked down at the beauty in his arms urgently.

"You can rest assured, the younger must tell the old man that you are still studying in the school." The dog leg drove back to the car with a smile.

Song Gongzi?

Could it be that Song Gongzi, who was only 16 years old, knew what they knew? Qin Zhou and Fan Qingyi looked at each other deeply.