The shopkeeper's wife walked out with the housekeeper Li's mother, and the shopkeeper of the mutton soup shop didn't stay long, so he also walked out behind. Doctor Wang glared at the shopkeeper fiercely, put his hands behind his back, and walked out with a gloomy face.

The shopkeeper touched his nose, and his mouth was bitter. I muttered in my heart: What are you doing staring at me? Is this something we can control? You are all uncles, and only I am the grandson who looks at people's faces.

Lan Xincai didn't care if they were wronged or not, her current thoughts were all on Qinghe's body! She stared at Dr. Zhu who was squinting in a daze, but fortunately, Dr. Zhu didn't let her wait too long. After a while, he opened his eyes and looked at Lan Xin's anxious appearance. didn't speak, just told Hongxuan to pull the curtain open.

Hongxuan raised her eyes and glanced at Lan Xin, and when she saw Lan Xin nodding, she opened the curtain with a quick movement. Lan Xin looked at Qinghe's closed eyes, there were still tears hanging from the corners of his eyes, and his heart was throbbing, worried that it would affect Dr. Zhu's examination, so he didn't dare to step forward.

Doctor Zhu lifted Qinghe's eyelids expressionlessly and looked at it, and then reached out and touched Qinghe's slightly convex belly. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's the tire gas that caused ·······." He paused for a moment, thinking that his girl couldn't understand those professional terms, so he said bluntly, "It's just that the fetal gas is moving, and the fetal position is very stable." As long as you rest in bed for a few days, you can go to the ground. ”

Although there was no clue from Dr. Zhu's expressionless face, Lan Xin could feel that Qinghe's injury this time was not serious. Nodding his head and saying, "There's Dr. Lao Zhu, but when will she wake up?"

"After I gave the needle, she would wake up. As he spoke, Dr. Zhu opened the medicine box he was carrying, picked out a packet of medicine from it, put it on the table, and said, "Seven bowls of water are boiled into one bowl of water, and when she wakes up, she can take it, and then she can leave here." ”

Lan Xin glanced at Hongxuan and solemnly ordered: "You do it yourself, don't borrow anyone's hand." ”

"Yes, girl!" Hongxuan nodded in agreement, turned around and walked out with the medicine, walked to the door, whispered a few words to Mother Li, who was guarding the door, and the two of them walked out.

Lan Xin twisted the handkerchief from the basin on the chair and wiped her face and hands for Qinghe. After she saw that Dr. Zhu's silver needle had been prepared, she got up and left, making way for Dr. Zhu to administer the needle. Dr. Zhu sat on the edge of the bed, applying needles and massaging the acupuncture points. Qinghe's pale face gradually returned to blood. Lan Xin's hanging heart gradually returned to its original position.

Lan Xin sat on the chair next to the table, looking up at the furnishings in the room. The room is spacious, with four screens separating the living room from the inner room. From the pale green brocade curtain hanging in front of the bed, and the blue and white porcelain plum vase on the high table in front of the window, it can be seen that this room should be the room of the lady in the dark red dress who had just left.

Unexpectedly, the shopkeeper actually brought Qinghe to his wife's house. Is it sure that Qinghe will be fine, or is there another purpose? When Lan Xin walked into the mutton soup shop, the expressions of the shopkeeper and his wife and others went over one by one in his mind. I didn't find anything wrong, but Lan Xin still didn't dare to let down his guard.

It's not that she's picky, but that the life of the Yu family is thriving right now, and there are more and more people staring at the Yu family. There are people like the shopkeeper who sell good children to themselves, but there are also many people who want to mix in the house like Xiaochun and Xiaoqiu, and have another purpose, and wait for the opportunity to move.

Lan Xin has always known that "prevention is better than prevention," and she is not the same person as she used to be. As the helmsman of the Yu family, she is responsible for these people around her. They should not be put in danger because of their own negligence.

Looking at Qinghe with his eyes closed, he couldn't help but think of what Uncle Lu Sheng said: Power is a double-edged sword, you can be invincible because of him, and of course you can also put you in danger.

Just like Qinghe who is lying on the bed now, because of the Yu family, the shopkeeper of this shop placed people in the last room and invited the last doctor. But it was also because she was close to the Yu family that Ziyi was jealous and put her in danger. Thinking of the purple clothes, Lan Xin squinted his eyes slightly, and his eyes coldly glanced at the location where the purple clothes were.

Qinghe frowned slightly, and her whole face wrinkled together. Lan Xin, who was single-minded, rushed to the side of the bed and asked softly, "Qinghe, what's wrong?

"Tummy ······" Qinghe didn't open his eyes, and said in a weak voice, "Stomach, stomach is uncomfortable." Pain······· Stomach ache ······" Qing Hejue's stomach was swollen and painful, and it seemed that there was a breath of qi blocked inside, scurrying around, but it couldn't be discharged.

Lan Xin turned his eyes to look at Dr. Zhu, who was already sweating a thin layer of sweat on his head, and then looked at Qinghe frowning, anxious, but he didn't know what to do. He could only use the handkerchief in his hand to gently wipe the beads of sweat that continued to ooze from his forehead, pursing his lips tightly, and his eyes were full of anxiety.

"It hurts······ Pain······· Girl, girl, I ········· I hurt ·········." Qinghe shook his head from side to side and said intermittently. Lan Xin looked at Qinghe anxiously, and comforted him in a low voice: "Bear with it, just endure it a little longer." Dr. Zhu is giving you an injection! Don't move, lest you accidentally hurt the child. ”

"Child?" Qinghe whispered weakly, frowning slightly, as if his consciousness had just returned, and he remembered that he still had a child in his belly. His body stopped writhing, gasping for breath, and he whispered, "Girl?"

"Well, I'm here. Lan Xin stretched out her hand to smooth her hair, re-twisted the handkerchief to wipe her sweat, and comforted her softly, "Don't think too much." Dr. Zhu said that the child is fine, as long as he rests for a few days. ”

"Kid······· Are you okay?" Qinghe gasped, as if every word she said took all her strength. Raising his hand, he grabbed Lan Xin's hand that was wiping his sweat, and asked uncertainly, "Girl, really······ True ······· Yes?"

"Of course it's true, when did I lie to you?" Lan Xin frowned, but his mouth was relaxed. Seeing that Qinghe was not in good spirits, he said, "Okay, you can sleep for a while, with Dr. Zhu here, you and the child will be fine." ”10