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Chapter 1586 Can't Live

Chapter 1586 Unable to live

Song Zhiqing went crazy and did not disturb him. No one could calm down when he suffered this sudden disaster.

It was not until half an hour later that Song Zhiyuan asked someone to lift him back to bed.

"I can't be paralyzed, nor can I. Brother, please invite a few more imperial physicians and invite me a famous doctor. By the way, I'll find Master Buhui, that bald... Isn't that monk superb medical skills? Please treat me. It's my younger brother who is begging you." Song Zhiqing begged with tears and snot.

Song Zhiyuan looked at him and said, "He who can be a doctor is naturally the most important thing in the entire Imperial Hospital. He has also been a military doctor and has the most clear understanding of bone injuries. If he judges that the spinal cord is broken, there is no possibility of misdiagnosis, because before that, Dr. Chen had already diagnosed it."

Song Zhiqing turned pale and said, "There must be other iron-drawn doctors. Please invite me, I want a famous doctor."

"If you want to invite me, then please. On this premise, you can only lie on the bed and recuperate as Cheng Yizheng said." Song Zhiyuan said lightly: "If you move around again, it will not benefit your injury at all, but it will aggravate. Which one is more serious, you can measure it yourself."

"If I don't move, I will never move around. Brother, please invite another doctor for me, I can't be paralyzed." Song Zhiqing cried miserably.

Song Zhiyuan didn't say anything, and when he cried almost, he said coldly: "I just came here and regret it. What did you do before? I am a thirty and have been an official for many years. You don't know what you can do or what you can't do? Third, before doing things, you have to think clearly whether the price is something you can bear. Often, in many cases, the price must be heavy."

When Song Zhiqing heard this, the crying sounded like someone was pinching his throat and couldn't cry. He raised his head to look at him, and then dodged away under the other party's eyes that had already seen everything. His hand beside him turned into a fist and said nothing.

Song Zhiyuan didn't say much and walked out.

Song Zhiqing pinched his legs, but still had no reaction at all, and couldn't help but be frightened.

If he is really paralyzed from now on, what will he do in the future? I won’t say anything about his future. I will still have to be with the wheelchair and bed in my life?

The more Song Zhiqing thought about it, the more frightened she became, and her face turned pale.

"Do you regret it?"

Song Zhiqing turned his head, and Lu stood one meter away from him, looking down at him with a condescending expression.

"you……"

Lu grinned, but laughed with tears in his eyes and said, "That Lianyue is now in the back seat of the mansion. Why? Do you want to call your old lady to take good care of you and comfort you?"

This is humiliation, undisguised.

Song Zhiqing's face turned purple with anger: "Lu!"

"I thought you were just unfaithful, but I didn't expect that your approach would open my eyes. Even if you raise a young person, you can be your sister or even a little girl? Are you short of milk or lack of maternal love? Song Zhiqing, I'm so embarrassed for you!"

"Stop, stop!"

But the Lu family seemed to have not heard of it and still sneered: "Now, for such a woman, you are happy to have yourself into underground mud? You, Song Zhiqing, have you become a useless person from now on, are you satisfied?"

"Bitch, shut up!" Song Zhiqing grabbed the pillow on his head and threw it over. He was so angry that his body felt ache, and his eyes were even more bloody.

But Lu did not hide, letting the porcelain pillow hit the body and fall to her feet, and it shattered. She laughed and cried and retreated step by step: "Heaven can still live if he commits evil, but he can't live if he commits evil. Song Zhiqing, you deserve it!"
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