Chapter 781 Qing, take the blame

It is rare to attend a dragon boat race on the festival, and you can encounter a bloody assassination or just a conspiracy. Song Ci said that his head was a little sore and thrust.

Nothing is as important as the body. He was shocked and worked hard to save people. Song Ci felt that he had come back to life after lying on his couch, so he asked Lin Qing to take a pulse and acupuncture.

This old bone cannot be finished now.

"You attach importance to your body." Lin Qing said in a rare voice, "I heard that you have performed another wave of so-called first aid in that place?"

Song Ci sat up with a carp and said, "To be honest, I have to communicate with you."

"What, I want me to take the blame again?" Lin Qing raised her eyebrows.

After living in the Song Prime Minister's Mansion for several years, she already knew Song Ci. Whenever there was something new, especially about medical skills, she would push herself, commonly known as taking the blame.

Song Ci laughed awkwardly: "Do you think I am like this? I'm not teaching you, I haven't confiscated you yet!"

"Haha, I thank you. After that, what is the first aid?" Lin Qing has always been willing to strive for excellence in medical skills.

Song Ci explained the principles of cardiopulmonary resuscitation and artificial respiration in detail, and asked her to lie on the bed and demonstrate.

When she put her hand on Lin Qing’s chest, she subconsciously pressed: “Oh, this feels good.”

It's much more powerful than her broken pocket, so mom she's so sour!

Lin Qing's pink face turned red, she glared at her, looking shy and timid: "Don't do this."

Song Ci pretended to be frivolous and hooked her chin: "How is it, I love you too late!"

Madam Gong: "..."

The lady became naughty and even women teased her.

Song Ci just flirted with her for a moment, then put away her naughtyness and taught her seriously.

After a while.

Lin Qing was very shocked: "This man is so angry that he can really save him with this recipe?"

Song Ci said: "In medicine, there is a saying that if first aid can be snatched from the God of Death, it will be useful and can be saved. But if a person really dies, then first aid will be useless, because no one can save someone."

Lin Qing looked complicated and said, "But in the eyes of others, your move is to save the dead."

"So this depends on you. I learned it from you." Song Ci blinked.

Lin Qing: “…”

The eyes are opposite, and whoever compromises first will lose.

Lin Qing lost and said helplessly: "Then how do you tell me to others, where did I learn it?"

"Do you need to say? Isn't this doctor all have some skills that are inconvenient to pass on? Moreover, some doctors do not pass on the needle unless they are their own disciples." Song Ci smiled and said, "As for your first aid skills, it is just your doctor's kindness, so he wants to pass on it."

"I understand, you're just playing a scoundrel."

"Don't talk nonsense, I'm not such a person!" Song Ci was serious and righteous.

Lin Qing: "Is that so? Then I won't take the blame, you learned it yourself!"

Song Ci suddenly became depressed and hugged her and acted coquettishly: "Good Lin Qing, don't do this, we are good sisters."

"Well, good sisters who are specifically used to take the blame." They are still the kind with age gap.

Song Ci: "..."

Madam Gong was also amused when she watched the two of them play tricks.

What should I do if Dr. Lin’s indifferent and Qingzheng are being led by the grandma as he is getting more and more distant? He is all poor together.

But it seems that I am the same, I am becoming more and more presumptuous, but it is really relaxing.
Chapter completed!