Chapter 527: Seizure

This era is not like An Miao's time, there are many things to play around, and the fun at this time is really only swimming in the lake and the like, it has already opened spring, and you can see some green around, and it is not bad to invite children to go out for a walk.

The matter was settled, Lu Ying went back to talk to her classmates, the children were quite interested, and the time was set for the next rest day, and there was an interval of nearly half a month, but they were all a little excited.

Of course, except for Wang Er, who is still isolated.

Lu Ying holds a grudge, this matter naturally can't be counted like this, and it was the other party who took the initiative to find the fork first, of course he would not give up, he had been cold for a long time, and even the other classmates in the class stopped playing with him.

The first thing that appeared before them reconciled was Zi Chelin's cold poison, which was also the first time An Miao saw the cold poison attack, her speed of applying needles that day was a little slower than usual, and the acupuncture points were blocked, but before she could realize the reason, Zi Chelin's body began to tremble.

At first, she thought it was a heavy hand, but soon, with the continuous cold air bursting from the people around her, she finally realized that something was wrong.

It's a cold poison attack.

Zi Che Lin endured the pain, his eyes were closed, his teeth were clenched, his body trembled more and more, An Miao put his hand on his forehead, and he could feel a piercing coldness.

This is not the temperature that a person should have at all, he is like a piece of ice, and even his soul has to be wiped clean a little by little under the cold.

It was a few days slower than expected, but in the end, it still came, An Miao didn't know what he looked like when he had a cold poison attack before, but this appearance was enough pain.

She gritted her teeth and tried her best to calm down, but fortunately, in order to prevent any accidents, she also made preparations in the store, An Miao pulled the quilt and covered Zi Chelin's body, with needles between her fingers, and the movements in her hands did not stop at all, and the medicinal soup was put aside, and when he took a little breath, An Miao pressed his chin and poured the medicine into it without saying anything.

The silver needle entered the body, channeling some of the cold, the temperature in the room seemed to have become colder, An Miao's forehead was sweating profusely, and a bowl of medicinal soup was poured into Zi Chelin's mouth three times, making him swallow it and waste some strength.

The trembling of his body can only be regarded as a little eased, but An Miao has no choice, she has already used everything she can use, but the cold poison can not be relieved by eating needles and medicinal soup once or twice, she covered Zi Chelin with a quilt more tightly, sat on the edge of the bed weakly, and held his cold hand.

An Miao was at a loss, there was nothing more powerless than this scene now, she was a doctor, but she didn't seem to be able to do anything.

Zichelin's cold poison came and went quickly, he opened his hazy vision covered by sweat, and after a while, he felt the temperature of his palm.

He subconsciously lowered his head, and was about to speak, when he heard a soft female voice coming.

"You rest for a while, I'll make you something to eat, you still have a silver needle on your body, don't pull it out for the time being, wait for me to come back."

The temperature of his palm disappeared suddenly, and he listened to the sound of An Miao walking away, and finally found a few traces of clarity in his mind, this seemed to be Leshan Pharmacy, so he committed cold poison in front of An Miao, and her heart must be uncomfortable. 1800 Literature

After a while, they have been getting along for a while, who An Miao is, he is also a little clearer, looking at a cold and alienated doctor, in fact, he is more childish than anyone else, he encounters things that he doesn't want to do and don't like to eat, and he has to throw it to Mrs. Hong and Lu Ying, but when facing patients, he is more serious than anyone else.

Ziche Lin half-closed, for the first time did not control the flooding heart.

An Miao came back quickly, entered the door cautiously with the tray, glanced at Zichelin, she picked up the soup bowl and stepped forward, and said cautiously:

"Still awake? I cooked some ginger soup, and a few steamed vegetables, and by the way, I put a little minced meat in it to replenish your strength. ”

It was rare for her to have such a powerless time, she didn't even dare to look up at Zi Che Lin, he sat up slowly, just this small movement consumed most of his strength, Zi Che Lin held on to the edge of the bed and gasped for a while, and when he looked up, he saw the bruises on An Miao's hands.

She kept holding his hand, and even the bruises on the back of her hand were pinched by the unconscious Zichelin.

His heart, after all, can't be calm, like throwing a stone on the surface of a calm lake, this kind of dedication and seriousness that he has never had before, makes Zi Chelin feel strange and uncontrollable happy.

Here An Miao was still waiting for him to reply, there was no sound for a long time, she raised her head, met a pair of smiling eyes, and wrapped them in an unprecedented warm color, he chuckled:

"It's okay, I'm so grateful to you, An Miao."

It seems that this is the first time Zi Che Lin has called An Miao's name, with a little hoarseness, but it still sounds good, An Miao was stunned for a moment, handed it over to Jiang Tang with a smile, and said:

"I'm a doctor, what are you polite to me, drink the soup, eat everything, and then I'll give you a pulse, who are you here tonight, this is my old man's room before, it's all cleaned up."

Ziche said thank you, took the ginger soup and took a sip of it, An Miao sat beside him, pulled out the silver needles one by one, and her hands were a little trembling from the already cold silver needles.

Putting away the silver needle, she helped Zi Che Lin to the table, watching him eat one bite at a time, An Miao tilted her head, and suddenly said, "Zi Che Lin, your family should be very good, right?" ”

Ziche was stunned for a moment and said, "If the consultation fee is not enough, I will be tomorrow..."

"No, no, no, that's not what I meant." An Miao hurriedly waved her hand and said embarrassedly: "A normal master shouldn't be able to take out so much money, and looking at your appearance, it doesn't look like an ordinary person, I just said casually, you don't have to think too much." ”

There is no strength left, Ziche's action before eating is still elegant, even if he eats steamed buns, he is sent to his lips, a small bite, and the number of chews is about the same, obviously a strict family education, but how can such a person be a master in an academy?

Although An Miao was curious, she didn't mean to inquire more, who didn't have a secret, she was still the mother in the palace.

Zi Chelin swallowed a mouthful of food, a trace of inexplicable expression flashed in his eyes, he looked at An Miao, and said with a chuckle: "It's really good, my father is very powerful, and he also found a lot of doctors to help me see a doctor when I was a child, but then they all died of nothing, I was tired of those days, and I came out." ”