Miniature Medical Goddess Chapter 35: Good show with platform

At this time, Bing Ling, who was lying on the roof with Beitang, breathing and listening to the situation inside the house, was also contemptuously despising the emperor in his heart! Hearing this, she couldn't help but whispered:

"Rely! What kind of emperor is this? It's just a fool! A simple interrogation forced him to disturb the pornography. The answer didn't find one, but the criminal was almost destroyed by him." I don't know the beauty lady How could the pro be charmed by such a person.

Fortunately, the latter sentence was left by her to swallow her stomach.

Her voice is very small, and most people can't hear it. In Bingling, it sounds like a mosquito buzzing. But for swordsman and emperor with high strength and martial arts, it is just like tweeter.

Knowing that the words came from Bing Ling, the sword devil's eyebrows were raised unconsciously, and the corners of his mouth were gently pulled to both sides.

The emperor of unknown circumstances heard someone openly eavesdropping and accusing himself. Naturally think that the comer must be a traitor. So, he threw the organ in the jade fan at a thunderous speed. Beneficially, a fan-like blaze shot toward the sound of the roof...

"Be careful, Bing'er!" Zhuge Linfeng didn't even think that this seemingly cynical evil lord actually hid a martial art. It was too late to stop when he found out. He could only remind loudly against the roof, and at the same time, he took the palm and deflected the jade fan in the emperor's hand that was still launching the dark weapon.

"Ah!" A sharp cry came from the roof, followed by the sound of "Pang Piao Pang" rolling off the tile surface.

After hearing the sound, the sword demon regained the offensive aggressively, and a figure flashed through the window.

The moment the sword demon waved angrily at him, the emperor realized that he had hit the wrong person. But the arrow was gone, and he couldn't help it. Suddenly for a moment, he followed the sword demon and flew out.

It's just that they all ignored the fact that the queen had been released.

After the queen was shocked by the sudden change in her eyes, she discovered that both the emperor and the sword demon had left the hall. She immediately got up and rushed to the main position two steps away. Quickly pressed the mechanism on the back of the chair, the chair cushion immediately separated automatically. A delicate wooden box suddenly appeared inside. She took out the contents of the box and hid it in her sleeve as quickly as possible. Restore the chair as it was, and return to her original position to kneel again.

All these actions were completed by the queen in the blink of an eye, showing that her psychological quality is really not low.

When the sword demon is holding the small ice ling that is frightened and shaking, he returns to the hall with the emperor and Beitang. Nothing seems to have changed in the hall. The queen is still kneeling and crying, and the prime minister is still using her gaze to delay the sword demon. Lynch's eyes were still dull.

"Where did Binger hurt?" Back to the hall, the sword demon immediately placed Bing Ling in the large wooden chair of the throne. While looking at her injuries, she asked with concern.

"Master! It hurts me, okay!" Bei Tang grabbed his sleeves, exposing the wound with blood on his arm. After sternly staring at the murderer, he grumbled:

"Hum! Fortunately, my master reminded me in time, and I responded quickly enough to rescue Binger from your enemies' enemies' arrows. Otherwise, your arrow will hit Binger. Heart is now."

Speaking of Beitang, he couldn't help but shuddered. Now when he talks about the thrill of the time, he feels numbness in his back. The gaze of the emperor Qinglong was even colder.

"I'm sorry! I thought it was an assassin, I don't know it's you... I'll help you get medicine!" Looking at the wound on Beitang's arm, Jun apologized apologetically. He wanted to go to help Beitang to dress up the medicine, but was pushed away fiercely.

"Humph! No need! Who knows if your medicine is poisonous?" Beitang sneered coldly, pushing away the emperor's hand. Then quickly tapped the acupuncture points around the wound. The gurgling blood stopped immediately. Bei Tang then changed a gentle expression to face Xiao Bingling.

Jun Wuxie pretends to be arrogant and uninhibited, but he is dumb and speechless by this young man’s words and can only shake his head and smile bitterly. Because he was right to scold, he had to admit that his behavior was indeed a bit of revenge.

Based on the current situation. Prince Beiyan did not take the opportunity to cause Qinglong to cause civil unrest, and then annexed Qinglong in one fell swoop. It’s already done. They will save themselves and help them calm down the civil strife. This is indeed a great grace. But he accidentally injured people and nearly killed the child.

Thinking of this, Jun Wuxie followed Beitang's gaze and looked guiltily at the child in the chair. I saw that his entire face was covered with a veil, and no expression could be seen, but he could see from his still trembling body that he was really terrified.

"Bing'er! It's alright!" The sword demon was gently soothing Xiaobing Ling's head.

Bing Ling seems to be unable to hear them at all, and the little body half lying on the chair is still trembling slightly. She was really terrified, not because of the arrow. She didn't even know that there was a dark arrow.

The reason why she screamed was because she was suddenly pushed by Beitang around her, and she was frightened because she rolled off the sloping roof without any preparation at all. Fear of heights has been her fatal weakness since the previous life, but this life has been carried by a beautiful lady since she was a child, flying high in the sky. And because she has been trying hard to persuade this Maoming. So I dare to follow the sword demon master and apprentice to play aerial acrobatics like climbing a cliff. Even so, she kept her eyes closed. Never dare to open your eyes and look down.

"Brother! Is your brother bleeding? Wouldn't you help me get medicine?" Seeing that Bing Ling hadn't recovered from the shock, Beitang stretched his injured arm to Xiao Bingling. Said in a near coquettish tone.

The eye touched the bright red, conditioned reflex, Bing Ling twitched suddenly. Finally woke up from the nightmare. Blessedly, Bing Ling straightened his upper body. Reaching over the **** arm, I was shocked and asked:

"What's going on? How are you injured?"

Meaning that I was okay if you were overthrown. Did you hurt?

"You don't know what's going on? Didn't you hear what we just said?" Bei Tang asked with a bit of laughter.

Not only was he crying and laughing, but several others were also surprised by Bing Ling’s reaction.

Bing Ling didn't feel anything wrong with her question. She glanced coldly at Beitang and said straightforwardly:

"Nonsense! Do you know to ask?"

After ignoring Bei Tang’s reaction, he began to examine his wound seriously. And muttered pathological analysis.

"The wound is one inch deep and five inches long, just at the muscular biceps, so it does not hurt the bones. It is arguable that it was injured by a sharp weapon. The blood has been stopped, but the medicine cannot Save..."

After confirming the rash, Bing Ling removes medicine, needles, bandages and other necessary items from the waist bag. Skillfully thread the needle and lead, then open a potion and wash the wound with cotton medicine. Then pick up the needle with thread and prepare to start sewing...

"Wait!" Seeing that her meat was about to be sewn by Bing Ling as clothing, Bei Tang finally couldn't help but interrupt her movement.

"Why?" Bing Ling asked, looking up, seeing Beitang shrinking. She immediately explained:

"It is summer. If the wound is too tight, it is easy to inflame, and the bag is loose and easy to split. So the best solution is to sew. And after this injury, the scar is not so obvious."

"Aren't you just a little injury? It's as serious as that. Besides, I'm a big man, I'm afraid of any scars!" Bei Tang pouted, replied disapprovingly. At the same time, I want to withdraw my arm, not to mess with the ice.

Bing Ling grabbed the injured arm trying to escape and asked lightly:

"Aren’t you afraid? Are you afraid of pain? Or don’t worry about my medical treatment? You should have seen me perform Xiao Jiangxin’s more troublesome surgery!"

"You~IndoMTL.com~ Stop talking nonsense. Me, how can I be afraid!" Bei Tang hurriedly denied. Although I have already seen Bing Ling's ability to sew Xiao Jiangxin's wounds with needles and threads, the feeling that the needle didn't stab him was completely different.

"This is called silver here!" Bing Ling continued to excite himself.

"You, you sew it!" In order to show that he is a man, in order to prove that he will not compare with that six-finger baby. Bei Tang closed his eyes and gave his arm out with a bite.

Bing Ling's suture is world-class, although it has not been used for many years. But she spends an hour or two every day embroidering to practice acupuncture. I saw her piercing through the needle layer by layer at the wound.

Except for the sword demon who didn’t respond, the people who were waiting for the crime and other deaths were dumbfounded and stunned by this ice treatment!

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