MTL - Reborn: Revenge of the Concubine’s Daughter-~ 02 Fifteen Years of Life Reduction

"This girl is very good, but she hasn't eaten for a few days. First, give her a bowl of water in small sips. There are also some traumas, which are fine. Keeping for a few days is fine."

A soft female voice, the texture of which is like the morning dew on the grass, is indescribably nice, making people feel warm.

Shen Suyi opened her eyes, only felt that her chest was comfortable for ironing, and hummed twice.

"Are you awake? Don't mess around."

Shen Suyi's vision changed from blurry to clear, and in front of her appeared a beautiful woman in a water-sleeve green skirt and a Ugly-dressed palace dress.

She looks fresh and fresh, like a flowing spring, not turbulent, not enthusiastic, but just quietly vomiting. Her eyes were quiet and gentle, and there were years of wisdom accumulated in her eyes.

Gongzhuang Beauty said: "I'm acupuncture for you. At the critical moment of Parkway entering Sichuan, you must not move, otherwise it will hurt."

She had just finished saying this, but Shen Suyi sat up abruptly from the bed, exclaiming: "I have seen you! No, I have painted you in the painting! What the **** is this?"

The palace-dressed beauty raised her eyebrows, pinched a very long needle, and looked back quietly.

"hiss--"

Shen Suyi drew the air conditioner and lay back on the bed, feeling the tingling from her chest.

A little girl dressed as a maid came in and said with a smile: "Mrs. Medicine is so clever that you won't be stumped by anything. She woke up in a blink of an eye."

"It's a pity that it's a disobedient patient. It's a bit tricky." "Huh?"

"She sat up there and it canceled the full effect of the Golden Needle Acupuncture Point. It's a pity."

"What a pity?" Aunt asked.

The beauty in a palace costume shook her head and sighed, regretfully, "She used to be able to live sixty years old. I wanted to help her increase by ten years, but now she has lost fifteen years."

"What?"

"What ?!" from Shen Suyi.

Gongzhuang Beauty also said: "But girl, you seem to have been under the palm of a master of martial arts, and your internal organs are damaged. It is difficult to recover originally. I hope you will understand and don't blame me.

Shen Suyi left lasagna tears and asked, "If I don't blame you, can you tie me back for fifteen years?"

"It's hard to do, sorry."

"..."

The beauty in a palace costume apologized and thought for a while and said, "Wait for my husband to go home and try to heal you with qi."

"Really, are you back soon? I feel pain in my chest now."

"Definitely will be home in three months. This is how my family book was written by my husband."

"Woohoo." Shen Suyi finally bit her handkerchief and cried.

The beauty in palace costume said, "Otherwise, the person who brought you will take you to find his master, maybe there is a way."

Shen Suyi shook her head.

Gongzhuang Beauty asked: "Do you know who is hurting your master?"

Shen Suyi shook her head again.

The bruises on the chest and the trauma of the internal organs were not hit by martial arts masters, but the sequelae left through time and space. Even if it is said, it is impossible to prescribe the right medicine, there is no such case in ancient and modern China and abroad!

Seven days ago, she was a sophomore student named Li Ran. She majored in fine arts. In the future, she would like to be an illustrator and often find some casual work.

Posting a hardcover ancient novel to her was the most critical job she had just received. Just color the twenty illustrations in this book, she can put her pen name "Shen Suyi" on the illustration production! This is her dream for a long time!

In order to better illustrate, she decided to spend a day glancing at the book. Who knows, the longer I read, the more I haven't finished reading it for three days, I feel very sad for a man named Duan Xiaolou in the book.

After staying up all night, several pictures of He Danggui were finally prepared, and he was about to start framing Duan Xiaolou.

He accidentally cut his hand with a knife while sharpening a pencil, and blood dripped on the white drawing paper, which stained Duan Xiaolou's face in a flash.

The next moment, the red light flourished, permeating the entire girl's bedroom.

Don't know how to start, just pray to end quickly.

After a great pain of falling apart, she passed through, and when she woke up, she saw He Danggui herself in the pen, just like the painting in the painting!

The book says He Danggui's skill in medicine is obviously to be verified.

It took a patient a fifteen-year life span, not what a quack is! 2k novel reading network