At this time, Shen Qing didn't faint. She just felt dizzy, and her arms and abdomen were burning.

After lying down, she opened her eyes slightly, looked at Mo Huan, and then at the old man with white beard. This should be the doctor.

"Taiyi..." Shen Qing wants to sit up and say to her, after all, if you want to talk with your elders, you still have to sit up, otherwise it will be too disrespectful.

"Just lie down, girl." Seeing Shen Qing's meaning, Bai Taiyi quickly stops Shen Qing from sitting up. At the same time, he takes out a pulse pillow. The little medical woman who comes with him gently picks up Shen Qing's arm and puts a thin silk scarf on it, so that she can feel her pulse.

This is the end of the feudal ancient times. It's just a pulse diagnosis. It's also a piece of gauze. It's an old man. Don't exaggerate the male and female defense.

Originally, pulse diagnosis is a technical work. Don't diagnose yourself wrong again because of these yarns. It's too bad.

However, in the eyes of doctors, are not all patients regarded as a pile of water and protein? In their eyes, there are no men and women, only patients and non patients.

Since that's the case, I feel that there's no silver in this place.

Just want to say to the medical woman, don't put this yarn, but the old doctor has sat down, one hand stroked several long beard of chin, one hand put on Shen Qing's wrist.

Shen Qing breathed softly and tried to keep calm. Even the maids and Mo Huan in the room did not make any sound.

The old doctor felt his pulse carefully for a moment, then released his hand, and then got up to whisper a few words to the woman next to him.

I saw the woman carrying the medicine box, gently came over, but the old doctor turned away. Before leaving, he called Mo Huan out and let Shen Qing's heart "clatter". Is there something wrong with your body?

The medical girl seemed to see Shen Qing's nervousness and said to Shen Qing with a smile: "don't worry, girl. Just now, Dr. Bai said that the girl's body is OK. Can I show you the wound?"

That's what the old doctor said to her just now. From the pulse, Shen Qing's body is not seriously affected. But the thin shirt, has clearly exposed the bleeding mark, obviously there is trauma on the body.

To examine the woman's body and deal with her physical injuries, the old woman doctor, who was not convenient for a man, called Mo Huan, who was also a man, to go out and let the medical woman deal with them.

When Shen Qing heard her saying that her health was ok, she was a little relieved. But after all, it was only from the pulse condition. Unlike modern times, she could have a blood test, which still made her feel a little uneasy.

Seeing that Shen Qing nodded her head gently, the medical woman asked a waiting maid to help her. She untied Shen Qing's coat and exposed the wounds on her arm and abdomen.

When she saw this almost visible bone whip mark, the smile just hanging on her face immediately froze there, making her unable to laugh.

She just saw that the girl's mental state was pretty good. Although she was pale and the blood stains on her clothes were clearly visible, she cried and even fainted after a little trauma compared with the concubines in the harem. Maybe it was frightening, but in fact it didn't matter.

But when she and the maid in waiting took off the shirt for Shen Qing, the shocking scar made her shiver coldly, and the maid in waiting was too scared to look.

The medical girl looked at the wound and was stunned for a while. She tried to calm herself down. Then she turned around and attached herself to the little maid's ear, muttered a few words, and left in a hurry.

After a while, the medical woman came back again, but she had a porcelain vase in her hand. Mo huangang came back with him. Seeing that Shen Qing's injury was too serious, she went out to ask Dr. Bai, who was in the next room, waiting for news from this side with Mo Huan.

When Mo Huan saw the doctor who was in a hurry and worried, his heart tightened.

When he heard that the medical woman told the old doctor about Shen Qing's injury, he was not well.

The old doctor frowned and thought about it. He took out a small porcelain vase from his medicine box and gave it to the medical woman.

Mo Huan insisted on going back to the side hall to see Shen Qing. Regardless of the old doctor's obstruction, and no matter what he said about male and female defense, he came back with the medical woman.

At this time, the Empress Dowager also heard from the palace maids that huan'er came back with Qing girl and was looking at the wound in the side hall.

Although relieved, but let her some fidgety. She was not afraid of anything else. She was afraid that her baby grandson would not forgive her. Since then, she was estranged from her and could not sit down any more. She brought the maid in waiting to have a look.

Mo Huan and the medical woman entered on the front foot, and the Empress Dowager entered on the back foot. Around the screen, the soft couch appeared in front of us, and Shen Qing lay on it.

At this time, Shen Qing's lower body was only covered with a thin quilt, while her upper body was only covered with a bellybag. When the bellybag was half opened, the bloodstains on her arms and abdomen came out, which surprised the Empress Dowager who was only visiting.

"Xiao Qing!" As soon as Mo Huan saw it, he hurriedly stepped forward and squatted in front of the couch, looking at the deep whip mark painfully.

He never thought that Shen Qing would be hurt so badly. He looked at the wound painfully and hated the jailer to the bone.But think of the person who hurt Shen Qing has been killed by himself, suddenly feel that his punishment is too light, should torture that person, let that life is better than death!

The medical girl came over and saluted the Empress Dowager and Mo Huan. The Empress Dowager took Mo Huan to the next seat, waiting for the diagnosis and treatment.

"Huan'er, it's the emperor's grandmother. She's just..." The Empress Dowager wanted to explain to Mo Huan and get his understanding.

But Mo Huan interrupted her and said, "grandmother Huang, Qing'er and I won't blame you. Is it your fault? You have a head and a debt. Huan'er knows what to do!"

His voice was low, but every sentence was ferocious.

Knowing the anger in Mo Huan's heart, the Empress Dowager sighed helplessly and stopped talking.

Because of the accident here, the ladies and ladies who came to the palace have been dismissed.

At this time, they should be at the Queen's place. They can gather in the main hall only when the Palace Banquet begins.

The Empress Dowager has no intention of having a palace banquet. It's said that this Palace Banquet is just to reward some meritorious officials, which has nothing to do with her. Attending the banquet is just to deal with it and give the emperor face.

It doesn't matter if you don't go. Now, she only cares about the girl's injury.

She looked at Shen Qing and the doctor's every move, but she didn't dare to look. On Shen Qing's snow-white skin, the contrast between the color and the beauty of the wound was very striking.