Chapter 223: Nan Jiaojiao, with my brother, is your ancestor who has accumulated virtue
Xiao Yi asked: "Don't dare to treat?" ”
Jiang Suihan grabbed his hair, hugged the jar of wine with one hand, his eyes were blue and black and haggard, and he couldn't speak for the sauce brewing.
Xu was drunk, he burped and escaped and lay on the floor with a salted fish.
Xiao Yi hugged Nan Baoyi and froze in place.
He has Jiang Suihan as a doctor on hand, and he is still so unreliable......
The girl in her arms shivered, not knowing whether it was cold or painful.
Xiao Yi was very distressed, and no longer hesitated, he immediately surrounded the screen in the corner of the kitchen, set up a bath bucket, and cooked a pot of bath water himself.
Piping hot.
He unbuttoned Nan Baoyi's bedclothes and threw her into the bathtub.
In the end, I haven't gotten married, and some things are inconvenient.
So he put a belt over his eyes, and without looking at the girl's body, he groped around the back of her neck to make sure that her head remained on the surface of the water and that she would not drown in the bath water.
After soaking for about a quarter of an hour, he estimated that the girl was soak warmly.
He dragged Nan Baoyi out of the bathtub, hastily wiped off the water droplets, and took clean and warm bedclothes for her to change.
The skin touched by the fingertips is like a fine brocade silk
When tying her bedclothes, the palm even happened to brush her bunny.
Xiao Yi's movements froze completely.
Although he couldn't see anything, he was also a person who had read people's books, and an imaginary picture appeared in his mind, and a line of nosebleeds flowed instantly.
He raised his sleeves to wipe away the blood stains, and secretly scolded his mother.
After putting on his bedclothes, he tore off the blindfolded belt, and brought a warm and thick fox fur to wrap Nanbao's clothes tightly.
There was a fire in the kitchen.
He carried Nan Baoyi to the fire, stretched out his hand and poked her thin white face, "Below, there are only a handful of men as gentlemanly as my brother." Nan Jiaojiao, with her brother, is simply your ancestor to accumulate virtue. ”
Nan Baoyi couldn't hear these words.
She was unconscious and felt the cramping sensation in her abdomen start again.
It was like a hot knife stirring her internal organs, and the pain spread to her head, and the pain made her tears fall.
She curled up in Xiao Yi's arms with her stomach in her arms, and murmured unconsciously: "...... It hurts...... Second brother, I hurt so much......"
Xiao Yi brushed away the broken hair on her forehead.
The firelight jumped, and the bloodshot Danfeng eyes made him look like a demon.
But when he looked at Nan Baoyi, the hideousness turned into a finger-twisting softness, like a gentleness that belonged to an evil ghost.
He grabbed Nan Baoyi's hand, lowered his eyes and kissed her fingertips.
"Jiaojiao, my brother won't make you hurt......"
He had a warm voice.
A sharp bronze dagger cut through the arm.
Beads of blood poured out, shocking.
He put his arm to Nan Baoyi's lips.
Beads of red blood rolled down the lip flap into the girl's lips and teeth.
Jiang Suihan, who was holding a corpse on the ground, opened his eyes and said softly: "You will reveal your identity." ”
The founding emperors and queens of Dayong are all people who play incense and Gu.
The Dayong royal family is invincible.
A body of blood can be used for medicine and detoxification.
Facing Jiang Suihan's reminder, Xiao Yi didn't care.
He stared at the girl in his arms.
As the blood absorbed, the bruises on the scales on her face faded until they disappeared completely.
The pain that tormented her disappeared without a trace.
The pain between her brows was replaced by serenity, a sweet and solid sleeping face.
He looked at it, and his thin lips were a little more curvature.
Whether it's revealing her identity or losing too much blood, what is it in front of giving her a peaceful night?
He put Nan Baoyi on the circle chair and got up to take a bath.
As soon as I stood up, I felt dizzy.
Jiang Sui said faintly: "You have lost too much blood, and you will have temporary dizziness." Another reminder, your face is frightening white now, it is estimated that it will be back to normal tomorrow afternoon, during this time, don't hang around in front of Nanwu. Also, who you are...... If you are found by the South Vietnamese, you will be killed, right? ”
Xiao Yi pursed his thin lips lightly, raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows.
For him, Nan Jiaojiao went to the soup and overcame obstacles.
Then for the sake of Nan Jiaojiao, he can also do his best and work hard.
Love is always mutual.
The next day, early in the morning.
When Nan Baoyi woke up, he found himself sleeping in the screen.
Wear clean bedgowns and cover with a soft duvet.
The whole body is relaxed and happy, as if I have just finished walking in the mountains and forests, and it is easy to breathe.
She sat up, rolled up her sleeves, and all those fish scale bruises disappeared without a trace!
She's healed?!
She rubbed her head, looking dazed.
She remembered that last night, because she couldn't cope with the abdominal cramps, she ran alone to the garden behind the temple, where she rolled in pain and hit the wall.
Later, what happened?
It seems that they have met Lord Quanchen, and they have returned a lot of words through the wall.
She seems to have confessed to Lord Quanchen.
Did she confess?
Did she confess?!
Nan Baoyi picked up the pillow, her white and delicate face, and only the bunk was tangled.
At this moment, countless footsteps could be heard outside the house.
The soldiers broke into the dormitory and respectfully called for the old doctor, who had a white beard.
Nan Bao put on a carmine embroidered large-sleeved shirt, straightened out the green silk, and got up and stepped out of the screen.
"Doctor," she said softly, "I took your medicine yesterday and I feel back to normal." ”
The old doctor stared at her, his old eyes flashing with a different color.
He said, "Sit down, the old man will check your pulse." ”
After checking the pulse, he looked even more surprised.
Nan Baoyi is not only healed, but her body is still very healthy, and even her complexion looks more ruddy and transparent than the previous two days.
Does his medicine really have such a miraculous effect?
"But what's wrong?" Nan Baoyi was curious.
The old doctor shook his head, "Miss Nan is normal, and the fish sores infected with it have also been cured. It seems that the medicine is effective. ”
"It's effective, but after drinking it, my stomach hurts very much, and I have a lot of bruises on my body." Nan Baoyi gave him feedback on his situation, "Doctor, do you want to try milder herbs?" The other people in Jueyuan Temple who have contracted fish sores have to bother you to continue to diagnose and treat. ”
"Just call me Doctor Jiang."
The old man knocked on the table of the Eight Immortals and responded casually.
Nan Baoyi bowed his head and said, "Doctor Jiang, you promised me yesterday that if I try medicine for you, you are willing to cure my leg disease for me......"
The old man came back to his senses.
He took out a packet of plasters from the medicine box, "took it and put it on his knee, one tablet a day, for half a month." ”
Nan Baoyi took it, lowered her head and sniffed.
The plaster has a strong medicinal fragrance and smells very good.
When the old man left, she picked up her silk shirt and put a plaster on her knee.
Ning Wanzhou fed Nan Baozhu a bowl of warm water, "Nan Wu, do you trust that old guy?" ”
Nan Baoyi smoothed the plaster and hesitated on this issue.
At first, she also thought that there was something wrong with Dr. Jiang, but after drinking his medicine yesterday, she was clearly cured again......
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