The delicate medical concubine is so fierce that the regent will kneel down as soon as she teases he

Chapter 10
Su Yunhe pushed the man away.

The back of the man's head hit the ground with a "bang" sound.

Su Yunhe didn't care at all, looking at his dirty skirt with regret.

Well...if I had known better, I wouldn't have taken this route.

trouble.

Su Yunhe scratched his head irritably.

He looked at the man lying on the ground with even more bored eyes.

What are you pretending to be, wearing a mask?

Su Yunhe stretched out his hand to take off the mask on his face.

However, the next second, his wrist was grabbed.

"What are you doing? Let go!"

"This is the right thing for me to ask you."

The king?

Su Yunhe frowned.

Oh, yes, yes, he seemed to have said it just now.

It's just that I didn't pay attention.

Su Yunhe gradually took away the silver needle in his other hand.

She didn't have much dealings with the regent in her previous life, but what is certain is that this person is not a treacherous person and does not deserve to die under her silver needle.

Su Yunhe wanted to pry the man's hand away, but found that the man's hand was getting tighter and tighter.

"My lord, what exactly do you want to do?"

"You, take me to the hospital."

"Your Majesty, the nearest medical center is still far away from here. As a weak woman, there is really no way to send the Prince there."

After Su Yunhe said that, her eyes fell on the man holding her wrist.

"If the prince doesn't let go, don't blame the girl for being rude."

"The prince was seriously injured. Since he was chased so embarrassingly by several assassins, he shouldn't be able to defeat a civilian girl who can kill the assassins, right?"

The man narrowed his eyes slightly, seeming to be thinking.

Su Yunhe didn't force himself to break away, and waited for his response with a half-smile.

She could actually break away by force, but in that case, this sick gentleman and regent would probably die.

"What do you need, girl? I can promise you something that I can do."

Su Yunhe was about to refuse, but something suddenly occurred to him.

"There happens to be something that the regent needs help with."

"What's the matter?"

For some reason, Su Yunhe always felt that the man's eyes lit up for a moment.

Su Yunhe suppressed the strange feeling in his heart, helped the man up, and carried him.

She is a prodigy in martial arts, so what does it mean to carry a man on her back?
"Where is the back door of your Regent's Palace?"

She didn't want to go through the front door.

You know, although the regent is a sick man, many people still care about him because of the power in his hands.

Following the man's guidance, Su Yunhe successfully arrived at the back door of the Regent's Palace and walked in.

After entering, Su Yunhe realized something was wrong.

"Didn't the dignified regent's palace set up a secret sentinel?"

She actually brought people in so easily.

"The king is here. The whistle is secret, not blind."

Su Yunhe: "..."

"Oh, my lord, what's wrong with you? Let me take a look~"

After Su Yunhe walked in, a woman in red trotted over.

Su Yunhe swallowed and showed a frightened expression for the first time since his rebirth.

In the dark night, the light of a few lanterns was faintly reflected. The face of the visitor was black and white, and he was wearing colorful clothes.

The chest is even more swaying.

By the time others arrived, Su Yunhe had resumed expression control.

He glanced at the ground and gave a friendly reminder: "Your steamed bun fell off."

The woman was stunned for a moment, and immediately swallowed what she was about to say.

Slowly bow your head.

I saw a big white-faced steamed bun falling to the ground, all alone.

Looking at my chest again, my dear, there is a piece missing.

The woman quickly knelt down to pick it up and stuffed it into her clothes with a calm look on her face.

After finishing the work, he rushed to the regent again, with a worried look on his face: "Hey, what happened to the prince? Is he assassinated?" "Look, I asked you to take me, but you don't take me. Is that okay?"

"Hey, why do you let a little girl carry you?"

"Rong Changsu, you are being rude."

It doesn't matter, everything is for the ultimate goal.

Su Yunhe explained in his heart.

"Sang Yunlang, if you act like a monster again, I will send someone to invite Lord Sang in a moment."

Sang Yunlang?
The son of the Minister of Hubu?

Unexpectedly, the son of the Minister of the Ministry of Finance, who was not engaged in external affairs, would be involved with the regent.

But... no one outside knows about these things, how could they let themselves know?

Sang Yunlang immediately took out his handkerchief and wiped the stains on his face, "Okay, let's stop making trouble."

"First enter the inner hall."

Su Yunhe followed others and placed Rong Changsu on the bed.

"I'll call the doctor." Sang Yunlang turned around and walked out.

Su Yunhe had just taken a brief look at Rong Changsu's injuries.

Trauma is easy to treat, so the doctor in this mansion must be able to cure it.

It's just this internal injury... She didn't feel the pulse, and she didn't know whether Rong Changsu had any internal injuries.

Thinking about the things he wanted Rong Changsu to help with, Su Yunhe thought for a while, stretched out his hand and reached for Rong Changsu's wrist.

The next second, his wrist was firmly grasped.

"You...what are you going to do?"

Su Yunhe didn't feel surprised.

As a soldier, she knew clearly that there was a lifeline there that would not be touched easily.

Rong Changsu's reaction was probably a conditioned reflex.

Because there was only tension in his voice, not murderous intent.

Weird, why is he nervous?
Never had any contact with women?
Gee.

"Take your pulse."

Rong Changsu: "Do you know medical skills?"

"Of course," Su Yunhe said, pulling Rong Changsu over and putting his fingers on his wrist.

After a moment, Su Yunhe withdrew his hand.

"No wonder outsiders are rumoring that the regent is weak because of the fetal poison brought out from the mother's body. If you are not weak, who is?"

"Can you cure it?"

There seemed to be a hint of hope in Rong Changsu's voice.

"It's a small thing. This thing is easy to cure, but it takes a long time."

"I have been ill for 21 years, no less than one or two years."

"It won't take that long." Su Yunhe didn't even raise his head, writing something in front of Rong Changsu's exclusive desk very consciously.

"At most half a year, at the fastest three months."

"Okay, thank you very much." The man's voice was gentler than ever before.

"Why do you trust me so much?" Su Yunhe put down his pen and suddenly looked up at the man sitting on the bedside.

Rong Changsu froze, but only for a moment, so fast that Su Yunhe didn't even notice.

"Really? Maybe it's because you saved me?"

"If you wanted to kill me, you wouldn't have worked so hard to save me and carry me back."

Su Yunhe raised his eyebrows without comment.

"It is true that I will not kill His Highness, but I just want His Highness the Regent to do me a favor."

"What are you busy with?"

……

Sufu.

Su Junhao looked at the empty warehouse with a gloomy look, and there was a man in black standing next to him.

"Don't worry, Lord, the jade pendant has already been put in."

"Jinnian, I have always believed in your ability."

Su Junhao turned around and no longer looked at the empty warehouse.

"When the business over there progresses, we won't need the 50 yuan anymore, but now, I want that dead girl to pay the price!"

The hatred on Su Junhao's face was so strong that it seemed as if Su Yunhe was not his daughter at all, but his enemy.

"Let's go, accompany me to the residence of Lord Xie in Dali Temple. Tomorrow, I will teach her a lesson and let her know that I will always be me."

(End of this chapter)