She was discovered by him, so she was sent here. Maybe it is really a mistake. The so-called punishment of heaven is that there is no medicine that can save her. If she can, she can only endure it.

But when she endured the pain, just when the pain was aggravating every time and made her unable to bear it, she suddenly felt as if a warm wind had fallen on her, and then there were whispers. She heard the sound of the evening drums and the morning bell, and she saw a colorful and colorful world of joy.

"Madame, what is the matter with you?"

When Bai Mei saw Shen Qing's speech for a long time, she couldn't help but ask, how can you do it well? It's half dead and half alive. Is this to scare people to death?

"This..." Shen Qingci gently stroked the cup in his hand and felt the warmth from the cup between his fingers.

"Nothing. I have some headaches, but this time it's more serious. Can't you forget that I hit my head several times?" She was vague and perfunctory.

But Bai Mei heard this and ran out. After a while, Mo Fei came over, and Mo Fei woke up at the sight of Shen Qingci, and felt relieved.

It's good to wake up. Yes, it's good to wake up. Her skin is saved at last.

"Doctor Mo, please see if my wife has something to do?"

Baimei pushes him desperately. What is she doing here? Do you want to be a wood? I don't know. Is her wife sick now? This head bump is not a good thing. If you bump here and there, what should I do? If I crash here and there, what will I do if I crash and die, they all have to bury her with her, but what kind of strange disease does her wife have.

She now remembered that when Shen Qingci was a child, she often bumped her head. She didn't say how painful it was. Poor lady, it was really suffering.

Bai Mei's brain in her heart from time to time makes up for Shen Qingci's picture of hitting the wall with her head, and the more she sympathizes with Shen Qingci and feels heartache.

Mo Fei is also in a hurry to diagnose the pulse for Shen Qingci.

"Madam, the pulse is perfect, and there is nothing wrong with it."

"I feel the same," Shen Qingci gently stroked his forehead, "from small to large, that is, hit several times, this time is the heaviest."

"Madame may have smelled more, too?" Mo Fei really can't think of any other reasons, that should be like this?

Shen Qing says goodbye but laughs but doesn't speak. She knows it in her heart. She wants to come. If she has to be punished by heaven, she will find a place to live and die by herself.

The excuse of perfume can't be used any more. Otherwise, I'm afraid no one will let her make incense any more.

"By the way," she asked Mo Fei.

"How's Huige? Is he better now? Originally I said I would go to see him, but it turned out that something like this happened

"Madam, don't worry," Murphy put away his things. "Little childe, that's just a small problem. It should be good now."

"That's good," Shen Qingci lowered his head again, and his fingers also turned the teacup.

"I heard that my eldest brother saved a man, and you also treated him. You stayed in the Duke of Wei for a few more days. Why, was the man seriously injured?"

"That man Mo Fei grinned and said, "of course, it's also a smile. I can't see my teeth and eyes. My leg has been broken. But fortunately, after my skill of rejuvenation, it can be cured."

"Can be cured," Shen Qingci gave the cup to Bai Mei, and he also sat up some.

"After the leg breaks, can cure also become lame?"

"Others may, but I can't," Murphy lifted his chin very high. "My medical skills are better than theirs. The injury of that person is not too heavy, but the bone in his leg is broken. As long as it is fixed, don't move around, it will be OK."

"By the way," said he, what did he come up with? "I'd better go back to see the man, and avoid the stupid feet of these servants. What if I move people?" At that time, he spent so much heart, is not wasted, and his gold lettered signboard is to be smashed.

"Well, go ahead."

SHEN Qingci gently waved his hand and asked him to leave, which is also the time to leave. The man who has been missing for so long should come back. Of course, I don't know if someone will vomit blood if he knows that there is nothing wrong with him after a long time of complacency, and she really wants to see it.

But Shen Qingci agreed, but Baimei did not agree. She held out her hand in front of Mo Fei and said, "you can't go. If you leave, what can I do if my wife is sick?"

It's also true. Mo Fei feels that he can't go. No matter who he is, he doesn't have much to do with his broken leg or no hands. But if something happens to his wife, his skin will be picked off by the childe.

"Let him go."

Shen Qingci has put on the quilt and is ready to have a rest. I have nothing to do now. Let him go and come back soon.The master said so. What can Baimei do? Can only lengthen the face, let the ink quickly go back, when is the ink fly away, she felt this is not right, that is not right, afraid Shen Qingci suddenly if again sick how to do?

She sat here and watched, but she didn't dare to leave.

However, the good thing is that Shen Qingci has been sleeping, but her spirit is very good, her face is also good, so it is to let her this impatient heart, slightly also with ease some.

After Mo Fei got down the mountain, he quickly took a carriage to the Duke of Wei. He didn't know what the man looked like. Although he didn't know what the man looked like, he was still worried, not about the man, but about the leg.

When he arrived at the Duke of Wei, he first went to see the young master, who was just asleep. He helped to diagnose the pulse. After this diagnosis, he was relieved. Well, it was OK. The little fat man could jump around again. Of course, he was OK. After he went back, he could explain to his wife.

When he saw Lin yunniang, he said something more that needed to be noticed. This was the only way to go to the yard and see the leg he had cured.

Yes, it's not a human being. He has never put a person in his heart. He only has that leg in his heart.

"Doctor Mo is here."

Those a few small Si see Mo Fei to be in a hurry to surround come over.

"How, how?" "How are you now?" he asked

"Don't worry, doctor Mo, the swelling on his face has subsided, or a little white face."

The boy replied, of course, is also quite respectful to Mo Fei.

"Well," Mo Fei nodded, "it seems that the recovery is good, this face is to eliminate swelling."

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