Chapter 2036

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Seeing his promise, Huang Rong breathed a sigh of relief. With Fu'er by her side, he probably wouldn't have any other thoughts.

She was already seriously ill. Before, she was barely able to stay awake by holding on to a burst of qi. Now that qi has been let out, a sense of fatigue surged up in an instant.

"Dawu and Xiaowu, you guys go to guard outside the yard and don't allow anyone to disturb you." Huang Rong felt her head getting more and more dizzy, and hurriedly added.

"Yes, Mistress." Wu Xiuwen and Wu Dunru bowed before slowly backing out.

Song Qingshu instructed Guo Fu: "Throw the handkerchief into the boiling water to soak it up, don't add cold water to it."

Guo Fu was taken aback: "Mother, she has a fever, shouldn't she put a cool handkerchief on her forehead?"

"That's just treating the symptoms, I'm trying to treat the root cause now," Song Qingshu explained.

Guo Fu nodded understandingly, and quickly twisted the towel out of the hot water, causing her to scream coquettishly: "Brother Song, it's so hot, won't you burn your mother?"

Song Qingshu took the towel from her red-hot hand. His skill was high enough, so naturally he was not afraid of this temperature: "Don't worry, it's just right."

"Just right?" Guo Fu obviously didn't understand.

"Miss Guo, you are tired from your busy schedule. Take a rest by the side." Song Qingshu said.

"No, I'm not tired." Guo Fu shook her head. In fact, she was indeed a little tired, but now that her mother's condition is so serious, how can she sleep.

"No, you're tired." Song Qingshu's voice suddenly had a strange tone.

Guo Fu found that the other party's eyes were as black as ink, as if they had endless magic power, and soon his own eyes became confused: "Well, I really want to sleep."

Then he came to the table and sat down, lying on the table and quickly fell asleep.

Huang Rong was about to fall asleep, but she suddenly sensed something was wrong. She looked over and exclaimed, "What did you do to her?"

"It's nothing, just let her sleep for a while." Song Qingshu replied.

"The Great Way of Moving the Soul." Huang Rong was also familiar with the Jiuyin Sutra, so she reacted immediately, subconsciously clutching the quilt tightly to her chest, "What are you doing?"

Song Qingshu smiled bitterly: "Why should Madam be so afraid, could I still eat you?"

Huang Rong's face turned red, with a seven orifices and an exquisite heart, her mind turned much faster than ordinary people, and she quickly thought of another meaning of eating.

Song Qingshu went on to say: "The root of your illness is in that place, and it will be difficult to hide it when you are treated later. Guo Fu saw it on the side, and I can cure such a hidden illness, especially when there will inevitably be contact, even if she No matter how stupid it is, it will feel a little wrong."

Huang Rong woke up a lot in an instant: "Do you still want to get in touch?"

"Don't think about it, Madam." Seeing her exaggerated reaction, Song Qingshu was speechless for a while, and threw the towel in his hand, "You put this towel on the painful lump, and after the blood is activated, I will mention it again. You can get twice the result with half the effort by dredging the muscles and veins.”

After a pause, he laughed: "Isn't this contact, if Guo Fu saw you putting it there, how would you explain it to her?"

Huang Rong opened her mouth, knowing that what he said was reasonable, but she was quickly taken aback by the hot towel in her hand: "It's so hot, won't it be... scalded?"

"No," Song Qingshu replied with certainty, "Did Madam forget that I have experience in this area?"

Huang Rong thought that he mentioned that he had treated others with similar symptoms, and couldn't help but snorted: "King Qi really has a lot of friends."

Hearing the sarcasm in her tone, Song Qingshu could only pretend to ignore it: "You better hurry up and apply a hot compress, or the effect will not be good when the towel cools down later."

Huang Rong was indeed feeling very uncomfortable now, plus the serious consequences of the other party's failure to treat in time, she was also a little scared, so she silently took the towel to the bed.

But she suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly said, "Turn around quickly."

Song Qingshu didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Eldest sister, you are in the quilt. How can I see through the thick quilt? When I have a see-through eye?"

"Your martial arts are so high, who knows if you can really see through." Huang Rong couldn't help but chuckle as she spoke. She also realized that she was exaggerating. Not human.

Since just now, she has been keeping her face straight, but then she suddenly burst into a smile, like the first melting of ice and snow, and the blossoming of hundreds of flowers. In addition, her two families were blushing because of her body heat.

Seeing the other party staring straight at her, Huang Rong's heart skipped a beat, and she turned her head with a guilty conscience: "What are you looking at?"

Song Qingshu couldn't help but sighed with emotion: "Madam is so beautiful, it's really hard to get tired of watching it for a lifetime."

Huang Rong actually didn't like people with such frivolous words, such as Ouyang Ke, who was more handsome and sweeter than him. She didn't know why, when Ouyang Ke spoke so eloquently in front of her, she only felt disgusting, but Song Qingshu was the same, but it was difficult for her to really hate it.

"Could it be that his tone is more sincere?" Huang Rong hurriedly snuffed out the thoughts that had arisen in her mind, and her face was deliberately stern: "I also hope that King Qi is self-respecting, otherwise I will call someone, and Dawu and Xiaowu will be outside."

Song Qingshu smiled slightly, no longer continued such offensive words, and directly changed the subject: "Have you applied it well, Madam? If you don't feel hot, change it immediately.

. "While speaking, he twisted another towel and handed it over.

Huang Rong's red lips parted slightly, but she didn't say anything after all. She stretched out a jade-like arm from the quilt and took the towel in his hand.

Song Qing shuddered: "Give me that one just now, I'll soak it in hot water again."

Huang Rong's face became hot, and she hurriedly said, "That...how can that be given to you." What a joke, just stick it on her most private part, how could it be handed over to another man? Thinking about it like this, she suddenly realized that these towels were all given to her through the hands of the other party, so wouldn't it be that the hands of the other party touched her indirectly...

Her heart was beating wildly, and she hurriedly stopped herself from thinking wildly, thinking that she was not one of those young ladies who didn't leave the cabinet, how could she be bumping into each other like this.

Song Qingshu was also a little stunned, and couldn't help sighing: "Madam, there are no outsiders here. With the relationship between us, why should you stick to this."

Huang Rong hurriedly spat, "I have nothing to do with you!" But even though she said so, she didn't hide her ears or steal the bell in her actions, and handed out the towel she had applied before with a blushing face.

Song Qingshu walked to the bed and looked down at the charming young woman huddled in the quilt: "It should be almost done, let's start now."

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