At this time, Sima Ziyan's cheeks were already angry with him, red and white, like a ripe peach, very charming.

The undulating durian on her chest seemed to be shaking up and down because of her rapid breathing, and it seemed that she was very angry with Lin Sen.

"Bang!"

The door was closed again, and Lin Sen reluctantly returned to his room.

He didn't have a change of underwear, so he had to wear it the other way around overnight and find a way to buy another one tomorrow.

During dinner, the old man Sima Gang came back, knocked on Lin Sen's door, and told him to come out for dinner.

When Lin Sen sat down at the table, there was a gaze staring at him all the time, and it was full of coldness and unkindness.

It seems that the honest remark that was not a joke in the afternoon angered the only woman in the room, and during dinner, no matter what dish Lin Sen wanted to eat, someone would be the first to eat.

Gradually, Sima Gang also realized the strong smell of gunpowder, and the old man shook his head with a wry smile, and took a bottle of ten-year reserve liquor from the cabinet by himself.

With Lin Sen's masters, the gentlemen drank a few taels shortly.

As a northerner, Sima Gang was a booze, one would go, one would drink, one would drink, and in the end, he would get himself drunk.

Seeing her father lying on the table, Sima Ziyan felt a rare tenderness, and did not blame Lin Sen, but carefully planned to help her father back to the room.

But before she could help her up, Sima Ziyan fell soft first, I don't know if it was because her father's alcohol was too strong, causing her to accidentally take a sip.

Lin Sen smiled, walked over, picked up the future father-in-law, and quickly sent him back to the room.

When he returned to the hall again, he suddenly found that the bottle on the table was missing.

It wasn't until Lin Sen came to the table that he found that there seemed to be someone under the table curtain, and when he opened it, when did the beautiful sister get under the table.

Lin Sen gently dragged Sima Ziyan out with kindness, but who would have thought that Sima Ziyan gave him a slap.

"You look badly beaten!" People say that they wake up after drinking, but Sima Ziyan's smile is not as cold as when she was sober.

"You can't be really drunk!" Lin Sen thought to himself.

He took a step forward and wanted to see Sima Ziyan's condition, but the accident happened again.

The woman-specific anti-wolf technique, it seems that Lin Sen can see the woman, and before he got close to her, Lin Sen was forced to stop his progress by the sudden attack of the desperate legs.

At this time, Lin Sen was only a leg length away from Sima Ziyan, and through the smell wafting in the air, the bridge of his nose twitched slightly, and he quickly discovered the problem.

"It turns out that the beauty sister's illness is liquor!"

Ay! Lin Sen sighed, thinking to himself, why men are always the one who never sleeps.

Taking advantage of the fact that Sima Ziyan's illness had not yet been fully developed, Lin Sen quickly stepped forward and hugged her waist, and his fingers were very flexible on Sima Ziyan's divine sealing acupoint.

That's what made her quiet a little.

In a hurry, Lin Sen didn't notice that the Divine Sealing Acupoint he ordered was located in that full place, which was the sensitive part of the woman, and Sima Ziyan was indirectly awakened by this moment.

"What do you want to do!" Sima Ziyan, who was half-opened, asked with some panic, she didn't know when this man approached her.

"Heal you!" Lin Sen had a serious expression on his face that he had never seen before.

"You're sick!" Sima Ziyan stretched out her hand and was about to push Lin Sen away, but in the next second, she found that the hand she lifted actually fell weakly.

This kind of situation has been done before, but Sima Ziyan didn't care about it, because she only thought it was an anemia caused by overfatigue.

"Do you still think I'm sick?" Lin Sen stood there, looked at Sima Ziyan, and said with a straight face: "You have indirect infatuation!" ”

As soon as these words came out, Sima Ziyan's face suddenly turned pale, and she looked at Lin Sen stupidly, not knowing what to do.

Although she didn't know how serious her problem was, she had heard of infatuation, and she was also a teacher who taught Chinese medicine, and she had also heard a little about those strange and difficult diseases.

At first, the symptoms of infatuation are similar to anemia, but after a long time, you can find that it will slowly burn the blood in the body, reaching the point of burning the body.

In the later stage, if you don't do well, you will lose consciousness, and gradually become stupid and stupid, and become a person with zero IQ.

"Could it be that because of that encounter, I got this disease?" Sima Ziyan's complexion sank, remembering the scene back then.

"You can give up the treatment, but" Lin Sen's eyes narrowed, and he said softly: "If you want Mrs. Sima to worry, you can do that!" ”

"I" Sima Ziyan wanted to speak, but she didn't know where to start.

"Don't be in a hurry to answer me," Lin Sen stood with his hands in his hands, then turned around and glanced at his forehead and said, "Figured it out, go to my room to find me." ”

Looking at Lin Sen's back going upstairs, Sima Ziyan suppressed her heart, she was struggling, the emotions in her mind were struggling, between being sick and not sick, she was thinking.

Thinking about Lin Sen's words, she saw blood for a while, but she hated this man very much, and she didn't know whether to go to his room or not.

After some twisted struggle, Sima Ziyan softly lifted her stumbling jade feet and walked towards the corridor.

A crescent moon shrouded it, bright and bright, and suddenly a gust of evening breeze blew across her cheeks, picking up Sima Ziyan's scattered hair.

Dressed in simple pink pajamas, Sima Ziyan was sitting opposite Lin Sen in front of the glass window at the moment.

She didn't dare to look at Lin Sen opposite, and her gaze shifted to the bright moon outside the window with blinking eyes.

Under the beautiful eyebrows, a pair of crystal eyes, clear and clear, the corners of the curved eyes, like a crescent moon, as if the spirit has also overflowed.

Miaoman's body, which is light and tulle, is plump and not bloated, glamorous but not vulgar, just sitting quietly on the chaise longue.

Her perfection and coldness always had a somewhat melancholy look.

Perhaps, that damn indirect infatuation made her feel a little worried!

Seeing such a stunning beauty sitting there alone, Lin Sen's heart swelled with a strong sense of responsibility, he wanted to help the beautiful sister get rid of the disease, so that she could have a good love.

"Do you know why I came up?" Sima Ziyan suddenly spoke, breaking the lifeless atmosphere in the room.

"You chose to take my word for it." Lin Sen said with a smile.

"Half of the guesses were correct," Sima Ziyan moved her body with a wry smile, and then said: "I still remember that summer, I suddenly fainted, and my father took me everywhere overnight to find a doctor, and during that time, I almost traveled to hospitals the size of Hengyang. ”

Lin Sen listened carefully as he prepared the sterilized silver needle.

And Sima Ziyan's face exuded sadness, as if that memory was both a beautiful picture and a painful experience.

"Sometimes crying when you are hurt will bring unpredictable consequences to the treatment, so why not be happy!" Lin Sen took a silver needle, and did not forget to comfort Sima Ziyan.

"Thank you," Sima Ziyan said softly.

"My master once said that the day is very short, if you are happy, you will laugh, and if you are unhappy, you will hide and laugh." Lin Sen looked at Sima Ziyan with a smile and said.

“――――”

After a while, Sima Ziyan asked, "How are you going to treat it!" ”