Prosperous Concubine

Chapter 272 Confession (2)
Unexpectedly, Ding Guohou grabbed him and dragged him to the bedside, pointed at the blood-stained spot on Sun Weiguang's fur trousers, and ordered urgently: "Doctor Song, Weiguang is injured...that part, quickly diagnose his injury..."

The most important part of a man, if it is injured or disabled, Wei Guang's life will be over.

Prince An saw that Marquis Dingguo robbed Dr. Song unscrupulously in front of him, his face was gloomy and terrifying: "Marquis Dingguo, you have to come first and then talk about everything. This king called Doctor Song first. He should come first Heal Xiaoyue's injuries!"

Marquis Dingguo glanced at An Xiaoyue's blood-stained abdomen, and said bluntly: "Prince An, you must have a priority in everything. Miss An just injured her abdomen. Put some gold wound medicine and bandage the wound and she will be fine. Wei Guang hurt the man at the root, and there can be no mistakes, Doctor Song should treat him first!"

Prince An looked at his righteous and arrogant face, and sneered with disdain: "Mr. Dingguo, thanks to the fact that you have fought in the battlefield, you don't know that the chest and abdomen are the most vulnerable and deadly parts of the human body? Xiaoyue was stabbed in the abdomen and fell into a coma. , obviously seriously injured, although your son's painful face is distorted, but he is conscious, even if the injury is fundamental, the injury is not serious, regardless of the severity of the injury, Dr. Song should see Xiaoyue first..."

The sonorous and forceful accusations came into his ears with strong sarcasm. Ding Guohou's face turned red and white, and changed dozens of colors in an instant. Of course he knew the importance of the chest and abdomen. As a father, he only cared about his son's injuries. Well, An Xiaoyue is not someone like him, her life and death has nothing to do with him, so he doesn't bother to care about her.

"Prince An, Miss An seriously injured Weiguang first, and Doctor Song will treat Weiguang first."

On the first come first, on the other hand, on the seriousness of the injury Ding Guohou doesn't care, just on the sequence of the injury, when Sun Weiguang was seriously injured, many people saw it, no matter how strong and powerful Prince An is, he can't refute the facts that everyone has seen.

Mu Yutang looked at the two fathers who were confronting each other, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised, a half-smile, Dingguo Hou said that he couldn't beat Lord An, and just played tricks, Prince An must be very angry.

Turning to look at Prince An, his complexion was so dark that ink dripped out, he looked at Ding Guohou coldly, and said sharply, "It turns out that Ding Guohou likes to make excuses, this king has seen it!"

As soon as his body moved, the tall and straight figure of Prince An instantly appeared in front of Dr. Song. Before everyone realized what was going on, he had already grabbed Dr. Song's shoulder and returned to An Xiaoyue's side: "Mr. Song, I'm sorry for your trouble!"

Marquis Dingguo was unreasonable, and he didn't need to talk about the rules, he just took Dr. Song to treat Xiaoyue's injury.

Prince An's imposing manner was so fierce that Dr. Song was almost out of breath. He gently wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and smiled unnaturally: "My lord...you're welcome..."

He only had one person, and two were injured. If he healed An Xiaoyue first, he would offend Duke Ding. If he healed Sun Weiguang first, he would offend Prince An. I can't afford to be offended, and I am weighing the pros and cons in my heart. Prince An has already made a move to stabilize the Duke of Ding. He treated An Xiaoyue first, but he was forced to do so, and the Duke of Ding would not trouble him.

Seeing Dr. Song put down the medicine box, Ding Guohou frowned tightly when he put his finger on An Xiaoyue's veins. Prince An snatched Dr. Song away in front of his eyes, was he provoking him?
If he can rob Doctor Song once in front of Prince An, he can rob Doctor Song a second time.

As soon as I moved my toes, I was about to run over, and I didn't want to hear a few soft sounds of "swipe!", more than a dozen hidden guards appeared out of thin air in the inner room, and Doctor Song and An Xiaoyue were tightly guarded in the middle, holding sharp Saber, staring at him guardedly.

Dingguohou's face was livid, as expected of Qinglong Guoan Prince, he did everything, knew that he would rob people again, so he called the hidden guards to come out to defend, they are all first-class masters, even if he can break through their obstruction, he must Half a stick of incense time, at that time, An Xiaoyue's injury had already been diagnosed, and Weiguang's injury was also delayed.

"Is there any doctor? Come here and see Wei Guang!"

Dr. Song’s medical skills are superb, and the Song’s Medical Clinic is the best medical clinic in the capital. Other medical clinics avoid him. The nearest medical clinic is also a street away. Sun Weiguang is seriously injured and cannot be moved. He wants to treat him as soon as possible. If you are injured, it is best to find other doctors in Song's Medical Center.

Marquis Dingguo was worried about his son, and his roar shook the heavens. Mu Yutang could hear it clearly in the carriage. She blinked and saw a young man in his 20s rushing into the hospital: " I'm coming……"

He is Doctor Song's apprentice, and his medical skills are not bad. Doctor Song is too busy, so he naturally wants to come in to help...

Dr. Song has seen doctors for decades and has rich experience. He is skilled at diagnosing An Xiaoyue's pulse, cleaning the wound, applying medicine, and bandaging.

Seeing that An Xiaoyue's complexion was still pale, Prince An couldn't help asking: "Doctor Song, how is my daughter's injury?"

"Returning to Prince Hui'an, Ling Qianjin injured the woman's... uterus, and her condition is serious..." Dr. Song said in a deep voice, suddenly feeling the temperature around him drop, he shivered fiercely, and reached the edge of his mouth. Bad result, changed the content: "The old man will try his best to restore Ling Qianjin to health..."

When Prince An heard this, Gao Xuan's heart relaxed a little, and his expression eased a lot: "Dr. Lao Song is here..."

"My lord, you are welcome!" Doctor Song heaved a long sigh of relief when the temperature returned to normal, only to realize that his back was drenched with sweat. Lord Qinglong Guoan, you are so imposing. His daughter's injury is really worrying. .

The little apprentice has seen many patients, and he is very skilled at taking the pulse, examining the wounds, applying medicine, and bandaging, but he has little experience, and he treats men at all. Little scurry.

Ding Guohou looked at his flustered movements, and frowned displeasedly: "Doctor, how is Wei Guang's injury?"

The little apprentice frowned, pondering over the most suitable words: "The knife scratched at all, seriously hurting Mr. Ling's descendant's bag, and the man's is fine at all, but the descendant's bag is probably..."

Ding Guohou's face was gloomy, he grabbed the young apprentice's skirt, and threatened viciously: "No matter what, you have to heal that side of the descendant's bag!" If one side of the descendant's bag is injured, the chance of having an offspring is less Halfway through, he still wants to have a full house of children and grandchildren, and his son must be healthy and healthy.

Marquis Dingguo's gloomy voice and harsh attitude were extremely frightening. The little apprentice was strangled tightly by his collar, almost out of breath, and hurriedly agreed: "I will try my best, try my best..."

"It's not about trying our best, but we must cure it..." Marquis Dingguo narrowed his eyes slightly, the sharp and cold light flickering in his eyes shocked people's hearts, and the little apprentice was so frightened that sweat broke out on his forehead, he agreed again and again.

Mu Yutang looked at Doctor Song and his little apprentice who were very different in their medical skills and behavior, the corners of their lips twitched slightly, Qinglong Kingdom was also an era of fighting for fathers, fathers were strong and powerful, sick and injured would get the best Father is inferior to his father in terms of treatment, no matter how serious the child's injury is, and the treatment environment he receives, the treating doctor will be inferior to others.

(End of this chapter)