invincible ugly queen

Chapter 8 Confrontation (1)
Day by day, birds come and go.At this time, it is the season of warm spring and flowers blooming, and the entire imperial city has long been immersed in a sea of ​​flowers, which are colorful and colorful, and a few weeping willows in Yingxin courtyard have just pulled out new buds, and the willows are drooping and drooping, swaying in the wind, accompanied by With the faint fragrance of crabapple flowers, it is quiet and silent.

These days, Bei Yanming has been doing his best to take care of the unconscious Nangong Wanqing. Under his care, her complexion has improved a lot, and she will occasionally regain consciousness, but she doesn't know when she will wake up.

Like having a nightmare dream, I kept running in the dark, not knowing where to run, nor where is the end!The kind and peaceful faces of Daddy and Mommy appeared in front of my eyes, but they disappeared immediately, and I couldn't catch them no matter what.

In the Rose Hotel, the fragrance was overwhelming, and he stood on the podium to accept everyone's attention, and... and his invitation!His deep eyes are like the water of an autumn lake, and his handsome face contains endless tenderness——

The endless darkness oppressed her, as if it was about to melt into her limbs and bones. The gangster's weird smile appeared in front of her. She was terrified, she kept yelling, and kept calling for mom and dad, but...but there was no... In order to save himself, he could only watch helplessly as the car fell off the cliff——

"what--"

"Daddy, Mommy, save me——help me—" Nangong Wanqing's forehead was covered with sweat, and she struggled to sit up from the bed.

"Are you awake?" Seeing her waking up, Bei Yanming was very pleasantly surprised. Such a long time of hard work was not in vain. She woke up safely, which is really great.

Nangong Wanqing's hands and feet were cold, and there seemed to be a lump of blood in her brain that could not be healed. Generally, patients with this symptom would surely die, but there was an indescribable air flow in her body, which could be sudden and rapid. Suddenly slow, or hot and cold, as if in some struggle, he has never seen such a strange symptom.

But the most important thing now is to help him dissolve the blood in his brain, otherwise she will never wake up.

"Rong Qi, go and prepare hot water, scissors, and bring the Ninglu pills!" Bei Yanming said unhurriedly, and at the same time took out the silver needles that he carried with him, and started to perform acupuncture for Nangong Wanqing.

I saw him deftly inserting the needle into Yongquan, Jiuwei, and Renzhong acupoints to loosen the silt, and at the same time, with the help of Rong Qi, he took the Ninglu pill for her.At this time, Nangong Wanqing's fingers moved a little, it seems that this method is very effective.

The door opened, and Nangong Bo and Nangong Lie walked in quickly.

"Brother Beiyan, how is my sister?" Nangong Bo asked eagerly as soon as he entered!
Taking a last look at the person lying on the bed, he said to Nangong Lie and his son: "She is deeply injured and needs a period of recuperation. The method is also relatively complicated. You need to take the Huaxue Dan and Shengji Powder made by my parents every day. Acupuncture once, and after acupuncture, soak and bathe with the herbs opened below for one hour, and you will be cured after seven to 49 days. In addition, you need to open the windows regularly every day for ventilation, otherwise the air will suffocate you to death."

"Really? Father, look, Qing'er's hand is warm!" Nangong Bo said happily as he touched Nangong Wanqing's jade hand that gradually recovered its warmth.

"Yes, yes! Bo'er, this friend of yours is really skilled in medicine. It seems that your sister is saved!" Hearing what Nangong Bo said, Nangong Lie also showed a long-lost smile on his face.

"You don't have to thank me too early, after I cure Ling Qianjin, it's not too late to thank you!"

In the following days, Bei Yanming moved into the palace as a matter of course. For the convenience of seeing a doctor, Nangong Lie specially chose the nearest garden for him.

(End of this chapter)