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Chapter 1345 How is my medical skill compared to hers?

Han Shanggong was still deep in thought, while Nanyang turned around and glared at Qing Ge who got up from the ground.

She didn't speak, just looked at her coldly.

Chu Qingge knew that what he did just now must be wrong.

But now, I can only bite the bullet and continue to act: "Chang, eldest princess, she... Your Majesty, she is too excited, I... I can only tap her acupuncture points first."

She seemed to have thought of something again, and her voice was slightly louder: "Chu Qingge used to treat patients, and it was the same when he met agitated patients. I think... I should be right."

Nanyang still didn't say anything, and Han Shanggong stopped talking and helped Nanqing to lie down.

After a while, Nanyang said: "You said that you have a way to cure His Majesty, but you still don't do it? If you can't cure it, I will kill you!"

"I, I try my best, I..."

"What I want is not to try my best, but to do my best!"

Chu Qingge was obedient, not daring to say anything more, and slowly walked to the bed.

Nan Qing still stared at her, his fingertips trembling with anger.

Qingge whispered: "Your Majesty, don't be too excited. If you are excited, the acupoint muscles will contract. If I give you acupuncture, it will increase your pain."

Han Shanggong also said hurriedly: "Your Majesty, I know you hate this person, but the dragon body is more important."

Han Shanggong's hand fell on Nan Qing's arm and squeezed it gently but not hard.

Nan Qing felt a little pained and glared at Han Shanggong.

Her head is a little confused now, otherwise, she would definitely feel Han Shanggong's hint.

After all, Han Shanggong had never dared to do something so disrespectful to her.

However, Nan Qing didn't have much chance to think.

Chu Qingge's silver needle fell quickly, and the first needle landed on Nan Qing's shoulder. With one needle, her consciousness began to fade. www.yshuge. ​org

Nan Qing, who was unconscious, fell into a deep sleep soon. How could he still have a chance to resist?

Qingge's technique is always the same, fast and accurate.

About half an hour passed, and the sky quietly began to light up.

She took back the last stitch.

Han Shanggong immediately said in a deep voice: "If your Majesty's condition does not improve, I will not let you go!"

But the warning in these words is not very strong.

Qingge glanced at her, feeling a little uneasy.

Han Shanggong is not a good actor.

This warning seems more like a deliberate message to certain people.

She can hear it herself, but what about Nanyang?

Nanyang didn't react at all and was covering Nanqing with a quilt.

Afterwards, Nanyang looked back at Chu Qingge: "I'll take you back."

Han Shanggong was even more worried. Can this little girl hide this from Nanyang?

But there is nothing she can do now.

His Majesty's Yong'an Palace is filled with masters both inside and outside.

It can be said that almost half of the experts in the entire palace are concentrated here.

If Nanyang suddenly launched an attack, it would definitely not be difficult to trap Chu Qingge to death in Yong'an Palace.

But Nanyang remained expressionless and showed no reaction.

If you say leave, you really mean leave. Leave first by yourself.

Qingge glanced at Han Shanggong, and Han Shanggong could only tell her to be careful with his eyes.

After that, Qingge also turned around and left.

There was no words spoken along the way. Chu Qingge was also thinking about whether Nanyang would take action in Yong'an Hall.

After all, all the master hermits in the palace are here.

It wasn't until she walked out of Yong'an Hall safely that Qingge breathed a sigh of relief.

When they were approaching Chu Weiyun's nameless courtyard, Qingge said with a smile, "Eldest Princess, how do my medical skills compare to Chu Qingge's?"


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