MTL - Eight Treasures Trousseau-Chapter 74 Unsettled

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Several people detained in the dungeon saw the appearance of Jin Jinqiu, and the eyes were full of horror, as if they were not coming in, but from the soul of Hell.

A small cockroach who used the punishment saw the appearance of Jin Jinqiu, and he threw away the whip of blood in his hand, and eagerly went forward.

With Xiao Jin, behind Xiao Jinqiu, he quickly set up a table and chairs, served tea, and then stood behind Jin Jinqiu without squinting, as if he had not smelled the **** smell and musty smell.

"Someone recruited?" Jin Jinqiu lifted the teacup, leisurely blowing the water vapor on the cup, and scorned it. "The last time you actually escaped, even the tired Wang Hao was injured. The king is very Not happy."

The little cockroaches who guarded the dungeon changed greatly, regardless of the sewage on the ground, but they dared to look up and say a word for mercy.

Suddenly, the room was quiet, and Jin Jinqiu calmly swept through these small pimples, scratching the surface with a tea cover. After half a squat, he pointed his fingers and pointed two small squats in the corner. "Tow it out."

When the two little sisters just wanted to ask for mercy, they were blocked and dragged out.

"Don't play in front of the king," 晏 Jinqiu put down the teacup, and his eyes suddenly became fierce. "Since he is too impatient to live, the king does not mind sending him a ride."

If the last thing was not smart, I don’t know how much trouble it would cause. He didn't know how much Hua Xizhen had learned, but she hadn't asked it these days. She was not curious about the secret under his study, as if she was really attacked by an assassin and did not hear any secrets about him.

He thought about Hua Xi's various reactions, such as anger, or curiosity, or disgusted with him, but his guesses all fell through, which made him somewhat unexpected and somewhat pleasant. There are so many women in the world, only she is so special in her own eyes.

"Since these people are not willing to confess, they don't need to talk any more, and the tongue still keeps doing it," 晏 Jinqiu sneered. "These people bully me and the king's house is weak. The king naturally wants to entertain the hospitality."

After a while, there was a scream in the prison. He looked at it coldly. When the next person put the cut tongue in front of him, he glanced at the **** tongue in the tray: "Since they are these people. The things that fall from the body are still kept for themselves. This Wang hopes that when they come back next time, these people have already used the pen to confess, otherwise they will not have to keep their hands."

Several people who had been cut off their tongues were hurting to roll on the ground. After hearing this, they gradually dared not make trouble, but shivered and shivered in the corner. When their tongues were thrown in front of them, the fear in their eyes almost reached the apex, and they couldn’t look back with their heads sobbing.

Out of the dungeon, after Jin Jinqi bathed, he ran his hair to the main courtyard. When he walked into the room of Hua Xiyu, the doctor was changing the medicine for Hua Xizhen. When he came in, everyone in the room saw the ceremony.

“You don’t have to pay more.” Jin Jinqiu walked to Hua Xi’s side with a damp and carefully lifted her arm. Before he saw the Hua Xi’s arm, he was already bandaged by the doctor. Now I see the wound. How deep is the injury.

Although it has been raised for two or three days, the wound is still red and swollen. The wound of about four or five inches long is particularly ugly on the innocent arm. The medicine thread that sutured the wound was dyed into blood and stained red, and the primary color could not be seen. It was just so painful.

The hand holding the arm trembled slightly, and Jin Jinqiu was so dull in his heart: "Is it still hurting?"

It’s no wonder that during the two days, she always slept in the night, and the wound was so painful. How could she sleep?

"Fortunately," Hua Xiyu touched his wet hair with his uninjured right hand. "It's cold in the first month. How come you put on wet hair, and wipe it with something."

Mutong handed a clean cotton towel with a glance, and Jin Jinqi waved his hand and refused to let him wait. He stretched his hand and took a cotton towel and slowly wiped it up: "I just got some mud on my body, I am worried about getting your wound." On, I came over after bathing. How is this wound red and swollen?"

"Please don't worry about Wang Ye. Wang Hao has a deep wound. At the beginning, it may be a little red and swollen, but as long as you care for it, the next time you change the dress, it doesn't look so horrible." The doctor answered cautiously. Dao, "Please Wang Ye, you are careful, Weichen is going to change the medicine for Wang Hao."

Jin Jinqiu saw the bowl in the hands of the eye doctor, which was filled with dark green medicine. The taste was not very bad. He put down the cotton towel in his hand. Carefully hold the left arm of Hua Xiyu with both hands and shouted: "Be careful, don't touch Wang Hao."

After the medicine was applied and the bandage was wrapped up, the medical girl saw the king still frowning, thinking that he was dissatisfied with the operation of the hospital. He explained: "While the wound is scary, but it is beneficial to the wound healing. A few days, the doctor will come to remove the suture for Wang Hao, and ask Wang Ye not to care."

"This king understands that the adults in the hospital are working hard," although Jin Jinqiu worried about the injury of Hua Xi, but he did not vent his heart troubles on a medical woman who had no status, and asked the next person to send the doctor. After he went out, he sighed and yelled at Hua Xi. "You don't have to."

"Since I decided to do it, I had to do something beautiful, otherwise I would not be able to pay for it," Hua Xiyi thought of the loyal and clever white summer and red dragonfly, and said, "White Summer and Red Dragonfly are there to look after. Due to their limitations, they can't ask the doctors to treat them, but the wounds brought by the hospital can be sent to them. The doctor also has the ability to find the capital."

"Your two maids have been properly placed, and Mutong has arranged a few small shackles to take care of them. You don't have to worry about these things," 晏 Jinqiu gently held her hand. "This thing makes you wronged." It is."

"The husband and wife are one. If you have anything, can I be alone?" Hua Xiyan reached out and touched his half-dry hair. "Erase the hair again. If it is sick, it will be bad."

Jin Jinqiu kissed gently on the back of her hand. "If it is ill, it just doesn't have to deal with the things in the middle."

Sure enough, on the second day, the king’s house was reported to have died. Some people say that Wang Wang is really infatuated with Wang Wang, and Wang Hao, who is indifferent to the whole day, finally fell ill. Others say that Wang was ill because he suffered such evils at home, and was angry and sad.

But no matter how to guess outside, the doctor who gives the pulse to the king can determine that Wang is really sick, not to confuse the outside world.

Watching Wang Wang dragged his arm and sat on the edge of the bed, while chanting, he did not forget to use another uninjured hand to show the king the quilt. The doctor gave a sigh in his heart, and then he slowly wrote a prescription.

"Wang Hao, Wang Ye is because of physical fatigue, so that evil winds into the body, the last two days should not be allowed to blow cold, drink a few sweats, will not be a serious problem."

"There is labor," Hua Xizhen politely decapitated the doctor, let Mutong send the person himself out of the house, turned his head and squinted at the Jin Jinqi who was lying on the bed: "I told you to dry your hair, you are not Listening to me, I am sick and I know it is uncomfortable."

Jin Jinqiu was stunned by his own king, and he pulled the quilt up and covered his chin, squinting and expressing his innocence.

"Don't pretend to be cute, what the blush is like, what is cute," Hua Xiyi did not breathe and touched his hot forehead, called the next person to call the wine, and wiped him with the injured right hand. The whole body, and finally when rubbing his butt, couldn't help but reach out and patted it, making a crisp sound.

Jin Jinqiu: "..."

He feels that his self-esteem as a husband is almost gone.

The wine rubbed the whole body and it smelled a little bad. He pumped his nose and tried to see the result but saw the cool eyes of Hua Xi.

In the end, he was still only silently pulling the quilt, covering himself, and fighting for a little cold air could not penetrate the quilt.

Ask the next person to open the two windows far away from Jinqiu. This person is sick, and the doors and windows are sturdy. Is this to keep the virus in the house?

Quietly watching the Huaxi 菀 的 咐 咐 , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , 华This is the latest illness in his life.

When I was young, I was sick. The people around me were not holding it. Later, he inherited the palace, and became a queen of the county. He was rarely sick. The people who were sick and served were also trembled, and even the atmosphere did not dare to come out.

This time... except for being photographed ass, the other experiences are quite good.

"The charcoal pot can't be placed too close to people, it's not good for the donkey." Hua Xiyu looked back and saw that his nose was already sweating. He said, "It will be a lot easier to sweat."

Although Jin Jinqiu felt that his body was sticky and uncomfortable, but seeing the look of Hua Xi's concern, he also lay still and did not move, gradually giving birth to a sleepy.

"You sleep for a while, wait until the medicine is good, then I will wake you up."

Strong support for sleepy, Jin Jinqiu said: "You also go back to the room to rest, don't let me pass the sickness to you."

"Patients don't worry about this kind of thing, go to sleep," Hua Xiyu rubbed the sweat from the nose of Jinqiu's forehead with his handkerchief. Seeing that he finally couldn't help but sleepy, he sat for a while before he stood up and walked. Outside, in the persuasion of the purple shirt, drank a half bowl of **** soup, and then said: "Call people to move me into the soft room, the action is lighter."

When a person is sick, the most need someone to accompany him. She marries into the Wangfu House. No matter how much true love Jin Qiu has for her, she is not at least half-hearted. So seeing that he is a patient, she feels she can barely spend more time with him.

The author has something to say: the king of illness is entangled, let Wang Hao hold up a day for you...