e thought his daughter would be in pain her whole life because of the birthmark on her face, but now plastic surgeons can remove it.He couldn't afford to miss such an opportunity.On Wednesday, Zhou Sa...It seems that after returning to the palace, she still needs to continue nourishing her body. 。Soon after, she would have to perform spinal fusion surgery on Nangong Ye, which would take at least five hours. If her physical strength failed, there could be a major medical accident, and perhaps Nangong Ye's life would be ruined in her hands, never able to recover, spending the rest of his life bedridden. 。After successfully finishing Xu Rou's surgery, Qingxuan opened the door with a tired body. 。Outside the door, Song Tingfeng looked haggard with bloodshot eyes. He knelt on the ground, hands clasped together, and prayed to the heavens. 。It seems Song Tingfeng is still a romantic. 。Hearing the sound of the door opening, Song Tingfeng quickly stood up and walked to Qingxuan's side. 。Song Tingfeng: “How is my wife now!”Qingxuan wiped the fine sweat from her forehead: “Now the Lady of the Prime Minister is out of danger.” 。Song Ting Feng hearing the words, the sorrow in his eyes vanished. He no longer spoke much with Qing Xuan and instantly rushed into the room to see Xu Rou Niang. 。Although Song Tingfeng wasn't a renowned physician, he had once taken care of his ailing mother for a long time. As the saying goes, "A long illness makes one a doctor." Some simple methods of pulse diagnosis were no match for Song Tingfeng. 。Song Tingfeng immediately took Xu Rou's pulse. 。As Qingxuan said, although Xurou is weak now, her pulse is steady, indicating that she has escaped danger. 。Song Tingfeng couldn't help but excitedly say, "Heaven has mercy, protecting my wife's life. From now on, I, Song Tingfeng, will follow my vow and abstain from meat for three years, accompanying my wife to temples every month to perform good deeds!" Song Tingfeng finished speaking and turned his head to Qingxuan, "Divine Physician, I, Song Tingfeng, will never forget your kindness in saving my wife today!"With Song Tingfeng's words, Qingxuan felt relieved. 。She would definitely need Song Tingfeng's help in the future, even if it wasn't to help her, but to help Nan Gong Ye. However, there was no rush for now. 。At this point, Song Tingfeng only then remembered that in his haste to save his wife, he hadn't even asked her name. 。Song Tingfeng: "Just now, hearing that the wind was saving his wife with such urgency, I haven't yet asked the Goddess Doctor your esteemed surname and name." 。“Today, while I was out shopping for food, just for a short time, Qingxuan had already heard many people talking about her marrying the prince. That is to say, her name, Ji Qingxuan, has spread throughout the Chen Kingdom. If she were to reveal her true name now, it would definitely raise Song Tingfeng's suspicions.” 。But if we don't say anything now, Song Tingfeng will only become more suspicious. And after she leaves, Song Tingfeng might even send people to follow her. 。She had no martial arts skills, so it was impossible for her to get rid of the guards. 。
Qingxuan pondered for a while, then she lifted the veil, revealing her true face.
A hint of surprise flashed across Song Tingfeng's eyes.
He knew the age of the goddess doctor before him was not great, but he did not expect her to be younger than he imagined. 。At this time, he heard the other party say: "I have been gifted in medicine since childhood." 。But in my childhood, I fell seriously ill. 。My mother brought in a fortune teller to look at my face. The fortune teller said that I have bad luck in my life and need to do good deeds to resolve it. 。 。Otherwise, I will suffer another unwarranted disaster. 。Now the prime minister is called Xuan Langzhong. 。Song Tingfeng heard this and was half-believing, half-doubting: “The dialect of the person calling himself Xuan Lang doesn’t sound like he’s from outside.” 。Indeed, Song Tingfeng was planning to investigate her background. 。
Qingxuan: "Prime Minister, now that I have saved the Prime Minister's wife's life, I hope that you, as a benevolent leader, will not let me suffer an unjust fate.
Song Tingfeng saw Qingxuan daring to reveal her true face but deliberately concealing her name, so he didn't ask any further. 。Song Tingfeng: “The divine doctor Xuan must have exhausted himself trying his best to save his beloved wife.” 。Thus, the steward led Xuan Langzhong to the east wing room for rest. When Madam woke up, he would have Xuan Langzhong take her pulse and diagnose her condition. 。Qingxuan immediately understood, she could only wait for Xu Rou'er to wake up and confirm that Xu Rou'er was indeed out of danger before she could leave. 。Looking out, she saw that the sky had already darkened. Qingxuan frowned slightly, but now that she was at the prime minister's residence, if Song Tingfeng didn't let her go, she wouldn't be able to leave. 。Thinking about this, Qingxuan could only agree. 。The steward led her to the east wing for a rest. After walking so long today and performing surgery at the Prime Minister's residence, she was completely exhausted. Qingxuan leaned back in a chair, intending only to close her eyes and rest, but unexpectedly fell asleep. 。"Xuan Langzhong" "Xuan Langzhong"The steward called out several times, only then did Qingxuan wake up. 。
At this point, the housekeeper's attitude towards Qingxuan was completely different from how she initially viewed her as a charlatan.
The butler now addressed her with respect.
The steward: "Doctor Xuan, Madam has already woken up. Master asked me to invite you over."
I have to say, Song Tingfeng is very astute. 。Qingxuan had just been woken up, her whole body still a little dazed. The steward immediately ordered the maid to bring up a cup of ginseng tea. 。The housekeeper said, "Mr. Xuan worked tirelessly to save Madam. This ginseng tea was prepared by the master for Mr. Xuan." 。The tea served in this prime minister's residence wouldn't be anything less than excellent. 。
Qingxuan raised her teacup and drank two sips. The warm liquid flowed into her stomach, a stream of warmth rising within her and gradually washing away her fatigue.
After finishing the chrysanthemum tea, she followed the steward back to Xu Rou's residence. 。Before even entering the room, Qingxuan heard Xu Rou's joyous sobs: "Just before I fainted, I thought I wouldn't even get to see my husband one last time..." 。”ze all over.In that instant, as if they had looked into each other's eyes, she was already dead at the assassin's hand.In the next moment, a flash of cold light.The assassin drew a soft sword from his...