"If you can't drink, don't hold on, you won't be able to eat for a while."

An Qingxia took the cup and asked him if he wanted to boo.

The little one blushed and nodded slightly.

"Go to the toilet."

Yo, I'm quite particular at a young age, and I speak in a crepe.

An Qingxia raised her eyebrows and smiled, put on a padded jacket for him, and carried him behind the screen to take over.

The little guy seems to be accustomed to being served by others, and the water is released smoothly.

An Qingxia took him to wash his hands again.

In the end, it is the house of the prince's concubine, and the hot water is always available, and it is very convenient to use.

An Qingxia took care of the little guy roughly, then carried him back to the bed and wrapped him, put his hand into the quilt, pasted it on his vest, released his spiritual power, and probed his internal situation little by little.

The little guy was itching and giggling, thinking that his mother was playing a game with him, and he also hugged her neck affectionately, and a pair of big phoenix eyes very similar to the prince narrowed into a line.

An Qingxia's half-hung medical skills are similar to those of barefoot doctors in the countryside who have no license, where do they know what to look at and ask for cutting prescriptions to grab medicine.

But she can use her mental power to probe the breath, blood pressure, heartbeat, etc. in the little guy's body, and can try to dredge it.

There is a saying that if you are general, it doesn't hurt, but if it hurts, it doesn't work.

A healthy body must have a mellow breath and smooth blood, and An Qingxia can just detect these.

Maybe you can also control the mental power and integrate a beam of impact thrombostones?

An Qingxia cheered herself up and checked the little guy's body intently.

Qi and blood are a little weak, and I don't know if it's lower than the average cub, so I'll ask the doctor for professional advice later.

A foreign body in the lungs, a murmur in the breathing, or phlegm? And inflammation?

An Qingxia wrapped those small foreign bodies with her spiritual power, and slowly pushed them up along the trachea.

"Ahem."

After a lot of effort, An Qingxia finally waited for the little guy to cough up a mouthful of thick phlegm, and the sound of his breathing was much more refreshing.

But when she saw the strange color of phlegm black and purple, her pupils couldn't help but shrink slightly.

This is no ordinary phlegm!

"Mother?"

Gu Xise shrank back, looking at her with a little look in his eyes full of uneasiness.

"It's okay, my mother is just distressed that Xi'er has lost a lot of weight, and it is not as good as before. You have to eat more and bring the meat back early, you know? ”

An Qingxia comforted the sensitive child, seeing that he was shy like a small mushroom, and his leaked emotions were restrained, she smiled and said some fairy tales to him, while continuing to comb his whole body carefully.

Children and children have different degrees of damage to their internal organs, no wonder their physique is so poor.

An Qingxia estimated that the house doctor was coming, so she withdrew her hand, and waited for no one to disturb her in the dead of night, and then detoxified the little guy.

It wasn't easy for her.

Fortunately, after the last short fight with Gu Weiyuan, not only did she not inflict a heavy blow on the other party, but she was also taken advantage of the opportunity by the other party to pour a large amount of energy into her spiritual sea, expanding her spiritual sea by more than ten times!

It's a blessing in disguise.

With an inexhaustible spiritual foundation, An Qingxia is full of confidence, and she will not be afraid to do things, even if she comes to this feudal dynasty where imperial power is supreme, she dares to go head-to-head with the crown princess.

She is confident enough to protect herself and her son, even if the situation is bad, at least she can get out of the way and wait for a comeback.

Of course, it's best to be able to complete the task smoothly, and even better if you can enjoy the delicious scenery!

An Qingxia's obsession with Yipin Pavilion is almost deep in the bone marrow, which is probably the best if you can't get it.

An Qingxia talked with her son for a while.

It can be seen with the naked eye that the child's voice is clearer, and the person looks a lot more lively.

It's just that after all, this treats the symptoms but not the root cause.

If you want to completely improve the damaged physique of children, you have to rely on medical treatment and maintenance.

Soon the house doctor came over, and after carefully checking the pulse, he was amazed, and said goodbye to An Qingxia's mother and son again and again, saying that the little emperor and grandson were recuperating very well;

Then he added or subtracted prescriptions, saying that he should not be careless, and he needed to continue to take medicine to consolidate his condition.

An Qingxia watched coldly, hiding the thick phlegm of the black and purple man.

The government doctor didn't mention the abnormalities of her son's body, either because the medical skills were not good and he really didn't see it, or he knew it but deliberately concealed it.

Either way, An Qingxia couldn't trust him.

It's better for her to help the child regulate her body first, and have the opportunity to find a reliable doctor to take a good look.

An Qingxia wrote down the matter of going out of the house to seek medical treatment, sent the doctor away, and coaxed the child to play for a while, and when he was tired of playing and tilted his head and fell asleep, she continued to force out the toxins in his body for him.

Once born and twice matured, An Qingxia felt that her control of mental power had been greatly improved, almost to the point of subtlety, like an arm and fingers, running freely.

It's just that she's not in a hurry either.

The child's body is already damaged, and if he is not careful, it will make it worse, and it will be even more difficult to make up for the injury.

"Master, have you brought dinner and put it in this house?"

The old lady came back with a food box and said happily:

"The girl who cherry put on the medicated oil, said that it was much better, and was about to go down to the ground to serve the master, and I persuaded her."

"The oil really works. This Dr. Mao's medical skills are good and his heart is good, I look at the prescription he prescribes, and you and the little master are seeing a great improvement. ”

An Qingxia glanced at her with a smile, and did not expose her little misunderstanding that she had the credit for the wrong head.

The client is a deep concubine, and she has no chance to study medicine, right?

Gu Xi was woken up, gargled and washed his hands obediently, and didn't get up at all.

An Qingxia pinched the soft bun's red face with satisfaction, and felt that it was really good to have a son to raise to relieve boredom.

"Mama, did you give a tip?"

Mama Zhao was serving food from the food box to the table in the same way, smiling and nodding when she heard the words.

"I rewarded a seal of ten taels. A good doctor has to be enveloped, who doesn't have three disasters and six difficulties, and it is of great use at critical times. ”

An Qingxia was noncommittal, put her son on the stool next to him, stuffed him with a small spoon, told him to eat porridge by himself, and asked the old grandmother to sit down and eat together.

"Shall I serve the little master for dinner?"

The old lady was distressed and rushed to serve, but was stopped by An Qingxia.

"Let him eat by himself, it's not too small."

The old lady looked at the little emperor and grandson sitting with only a small body showing only a brain on the top, and frowned worriedly.

This is obviously still a little bean ding, why is the master so ruthless, what do you have to toss the little master.

The little emperor Sun grabbed the spoon handle, smiled at his mother with a mouthful of small white teeth, and laboriously scooped up half a spoonful of white porridge, but did not send it to his mouth, but raised it high, and wanted to give it to An Qingxia to eat.

"That's good."

An Qingxia lowered her head and swallowed the white porridge that had been splashed in the spoon with no more than a few grains of rice, and touched the top of the little guy's head approvingly.

Filial children are so likable.

An Qingxia took her son's hand, swiped a spoon in the oiled chicken soup in front of her, and politely took half a spoonful of porridge and fed it to him.

"My mother will take care of you when you grow up, do you want to take care of your mother when your mother is old?"

As soon as the child's mouth chewed stopped, the originally curved phoenix eyes suddenly widened, and they were instantly filled with tears.

"Don't, cough, cough, cough!"

Gu Xi was in a hurry, choked on the rice grains into the test tube, and coughed almost breathlessly!

An Qingxia put his hand on his vest, wanting to release his mental power to help him expel the foreign body, but his hand suddenly became light.

The prince came in with a gust of wind, snatched away his coughing son, patted his back with his big palm, and glared at her dissatisfiedly.

"Are you a wooden stake? When your son chokes, you just watch? ”

[I want you to do a lot of things. 】

An Qingxia gave him a roll of his eyes, turned his hand to press on the child's chest, and his mental power gently rushed up, pushing out the rice grains at the top of the trachea.

[The prince, the broom star, is no good when he comes. 】

The prince's face was as black as ink, gloomy and looking at the concubine who snatched his son back into his arms and hugged the water, and her disrespectful slander still clearly appeared in his mind.

[Why did he come out of the princess's pansi hole so quickly? ] Could it be that the iron pestle is sharpened into a needle and is useless? 】

The prince caught the strange and disgusted eyes of the concubine, and his eyes were about to split!