Seeing Quan Shenglan fall asleep, Mu Zhao nodded: "Sleeping, Qiqi said that she should eat more and sleep more so that she can get better and faster!"

Leaving Qingqiu to take care of Quan Shenglan, Quan Ziyan and Mu Zhao left Quan Shenglan's house. Qingqiu sat beside Quan Shenglan's bed, twisted a wet veil, and carefully wiped Quan Shenglan's face: "It's so good, why did it look like this? Bai Ge has been drowsy until now. If you can't wake up, the lady is like this. What should I do?"

"Don't complain, at least you have lost your life worry!" Song Yanran pushed the door and walked to Qingqiu's side. She opened Qingqiu's palm and clearly saw a few bubbles, but it was obvious that Qingqiu did not deal with it.

Qingqiu wanted to withdraw his hand, but although Song Yanran's hand was not strong, the hand she pinched was always numb and numb, so Qingqiu could only let Song Yanran pinch it like this: "A little burn will be cured in a few days, don't make such a fuss!"

"You also know that your lady is injured now, Bai Ge and Sheng Xiao are sleeping in a drowsy manner. The yard is all up to you. If something happens to you, tell me, who will take care of your lady? Am I? Although I can see a doctor, I can't do this kind of thing to take care of people. You have to take care of your body. If something happens to you, it will be really a mess here and there!"

Qingqiu knew what Song Yanran said, so she argued differently. She watched Song Yanran carefully picking out the blisters with a silver needle, then squeezed out the water from the blisters bit by bit with a cotton cloth, and then cut the blisters with special small scissors to reveal the tender soft flesh inside. Then she applied the scald ointment she developed by herself: "After this ointment is dry, it will solidify on it, waterproof and breathable, and in this way, the wound will be scarred faster and will not leave scars in the end!"

There were a lot of scalding on Qingqiu's hands, and Song Yanran carefully handled it one by one, and then looked at Qingqiu: "If it hurts, I will squeak, I will do every serious matter!"

"No, you are very careful!" Qingqiu shook his head, "It doesn't hurt at all!"

Song Yanran smiled, and then continued to carefully apply medicine to Qingqiu: "Quan Shenglan, this girl is really lucky. You know, if Sheng Xiao hadn't been for her, how could she be so seriously injured? Your lady injured her internal organs and she broke several ribs. If she hadn't been for her luck, her ribs were bad in her lungs. She was really a god Daluo who could not save her!"

"The same is true for you. The soup bowl is so hot, so you hold it like this, and you don't take a veil to pad it. The hot hands are all full of soaking! Others say you are not considerate in your work, but I know that you are because I said, "The medicine must be hot, so you cover it with your hands. It's a little colder, and then put it on the charcoal fire immediately. If you use a veil to separate it, you will have no way to know if this medicine is hot! Is it right?" Song Yanran looked up at Qingqiu and raised her eyebrows slightly.

"As Mr. Fuling said this, then I would like to ask Mr. Fuling why he exposed his identity in front of others for the sake of the lady? He even exposed his identity as a miracle doctor in front of the royal family? You know, the royal family likes the most is to store miracle doctors for their own use!" Qingqiu looked at Song Yanran and asked with a smile.
Chapter completed!