Chapter 227: Thunderbolt on a Sunny Day
Who expected——
Nan Xian's hand had just gotten closer, and the bead deftly dodged to the side as if it had a sense, avoiding her hand.
She was stunned for a moment, and raised her eyebrows with interest.
Tentatively reaching out again, it dodged a little more.
A little subtle rebellious psychology was at work, not letting her touch her, but she wanted to touch it, Nan Xian narrowed her eyes, first a feint to confuse it, and then saw the opportunity to pounce forward sharply, and put her hands together.
The bead couldn't dodge this time, and she caught it, struggled in her palm a few times, and then resigned herself to not moving.
Nan Xian smirked "ha" and slowly opened her hands.
However, the palm was empty, and the blue beads were gone.
She was surprised to herself, suddenly heard the sound of water, looked along the source of the sound, only to see a few small bubbles emerging on the water not far away, "pop" several times one after another.
Under the bubbles, there is a shadow looming, slender and long, like a fish and a snake.
Before Nan Xian could see it clearly, it suddenly flicked its tail and disappeared into the depths.
Nan Xian didn't know why, she really couldn't understand why these strange things appeared in her dantian, they were oceans and strange fish, as if they were no longer under her control.
The soul had been out of her body for too long, and she felt a little tired, so she let out a sigh of relief and let herself return to reality.
Her ears grew noisy, and the sounds of human voices and wind intertwined into her head.
She opened her eyes, and a broad palm immediately reached out to help her block the light from the incandescent light.
He Mingxiao's concerned voice sounded: "Are you okay?" You fainted all of a sudden, and you couldn't wake up......"
Nan Xian's consciousness gradually returned, she nodded, sat up with her arms on the bed board, and looked around.
This is the temporary infirmary of the program team, and there are only the two of them at this time.
He Mingxiao raised the head of the bed and put a pillow behind her.
Nan Xian thanked her softly, "What about Dr. Liao?" ”
Liao Jun is the head of the medical team of the program team.
"He's going to get you a blood test report, it should be right away—"
Before the words fell, the door of the infirmary was pushed open from the outside, and Liao Jun walked in.
Seeing He Mingxiao, he was slightly stunned, and his face was a little delicate.
He Mingxiao was keenly aware of his emotional changes at this moment, and his heart unconsciously tightened, and he stood up from the seat with a "poof".
"How? Is there anything wrong with her? ”
Liao Jun was taken aback by his sudden movements, and hurriedly said, "It's okay, it's okay", stepped forward in three steps and two steps, and handed the test report to Nan Xian.
"All the values are within the normal range, but excessive fatigue, lack of qi and blood, pay attention to rest, eat more food that replenishes qi and blood, and there is ......"
He wanted to speak and stopped, his eyes vaguely glanced in the direction of He Mingxiao.
He Mingxiao understood, he frowned, and glanced at Nan Xian worriedly.
Nan Xian's eyes always fell on the report, and she never gave him a look.
He had no choice but to swallow the words of inquiry, tuck the corner of the quilt for her, and walk out of the infirmary.
When he was sure that he had left, Nan Xian raised his head from the report and looked at Liao Jun.
She struggled to maintain her composure on her face, but her rhythmic breathing revealed the shaking of her mood at the moment.
"This ......," she tapped her index finger over a line of numbers marked in red, "I guess that's what it means?" ”
Liao Jun nodded, he leaned slightly and lowered his voice.
"Yes, Miss Nan, you're a week pregnant."