The Doctor's Hand Covers the Sky: The Evil King's Wasted Concubine

Chapter 144 The Past 8
Ning Ruoshuisu flipped his hands quickly, and Zhang Qiufang's ten fingers overflowed with black blood instantly.

"The effect is good", Ning Ruoshui asked Zhang Qiufang to put the bloody hands in the basin until the bright red blood flowed out from the ten fingers, and then he was satisfied with the needle.

"Are you ready?" Xia Bing looked at Ning Ruoshui's movement of closing the needle in surprise.

"Well, it's close to ten, and the needles around the eyes can also be taken away." Ning Ruoshui looked at Zhang Qiufang whose face was gradually turning rosy, and moved his hands to take away the needles around Zhang Qiufang's eyes like flowing water. stand up.

"Xia Bing, go and pull down the window curtain." Ning Ruoshui looked at Xia Bing who was still in the fog.

Without saying a word, Xia Bing pulled down all the curtains in the windows of the room, and the light in the room was suddenly much darker.

"Ma'am, can you see if your eyesight is better than before?" Ning Ruoshui said confidently while shaking Zhang Qiufang, whose eyes were closed.

Zhang Qiufang slowly opened her eyes, she blinked, and the surrounding scenery gradually appeared in front of her eyes.

"I can see clearly, girl Ning, your medical skills are really superb", Zhang Qiufang turned around and took Ning Ruoshui's hand, but after seeing Ning Ruoshui's appearance, she just stood there in a daze, "You, your home Is it in Yancheng?".

"Well, yes, aunt, do you know me?" Ning Ruoshui raised her eyebrows. This aunt had a strange expression when she heard her surname was Ning before, but now that she clearly saw her appearance, her expression was even more inexplicable. Urgent, is it possible that the aunt actually knows her?
"Hey, that Master Xia, can you go out first, I have something to say to Ning girl." Zhang Qiufang looked at Xia Bing with a thief face, and she naturally knew from Qin Yuyan and others that she had been cheating at home. The story of the big liar Xia, who eats and drinks, does not blame Xia Bing too much.

Xia Bing originally pricked up his ears to listen to gossip, but seeing what Zhang Qiufang said, he drooped his ears and walked out resentfully.

"Hey, Liar Xia, are my mother's eyes healed?" When Qin Yuyan saw the door open, she rushed forward anxiously.

"Oh, ma'am, her eyes are already healed, but she seems to have something to say to Miss Ning." Xia Bing looked at the weak Qin Yuyan, and the scene of the two colliding again appeared in his mind, oh, he won't It must be bewildered.

"Really? That's great." Hearing Xia Bing say this, Qin Yuyan had a look of surprise on his face.

The small hammer on Xia Bing's heart began to hit heavily again, and the fragrance of Qin Yu's hair wafted in the wind again, "Ahhhh", Xia Bing subconsciously covered his nose.

"You, why do you have a nosebleed?" Qin Yuyan looked at the two bright red caterpillars under Xia Bing's nose, frowned, but still took out a silk from his bosom and threw it to him.

Xia Bing clutched the silk that Qin Yuyan threw over dully, a surge of heat surged in his heart, and the caterpillar under his nose became thicker.

"You, are you okay?" Qin Yuyan was a little frightened when she saw Xia Bing wiping more and more nosebleeds.

"No, nothing." Xia Bing felt his heart was going to pop out, and fled with the silk in his hands. If he stayed a little longer, he would probably have more than just a nosebleed.

"There is something wrong," Qin Yuyan looked at Xia Bing who fled like the wind, and sat down under the flower tree, but his eyes fell on his mother's closed door.

"Like, it's really too similar." Zhang Qiufang sat down with Ning Ruoshui who was puzzled, with an inexplicable excitement on his old face.

"Um, ma'am?" Ning Ruoshui's heart skipped a beat, seeing the distant look in Madam Zhang's eyes, could it be that she knew her mother or someone else?Could it be related to her life experience?

"Hehe, look at me, I was a little confused for a while, girl Ning, is your mother Qu Wanzhen?" Zhang Qiufang looked at Ning Ruoshui with a smile, and when she saw the latter nodded, she continued to ask, "Then Is your mother well now?"

"Auntie, my mother passed away when I was five years old." Ning Ruoshui rubbed her nose, sure enough Aunt Zhang knew her mother.

"What, Wanzhen is dead? How could it be?" Zhang Qiufang suddenly became agitated when she heard this.

(End of this chapter)