Chapter 67: Chronic Poison

After listening to Di Jingheng's words, Xiao Qiqi pursed his lips, this is not stupid, he can understand Xiao Huang and is literate.

Thinking about it, it seems that too, he just has an IQ that has stopped at five or six years old, and he is not a completely mentally retarded fool who doesn't understand anything.

When she was about to speak, she was breathing steadily, and she wanted to break Di Jingheng's hand, but when she saw that he was holding him very tightly, she hummed unhappily.

Xiao Qiqi raised his eyebrows, and his backhand was to check Di Jingheng's pulse, this action made Di Jingheng, who was pretending to sleep, startled, and was busy and breathing steadily, he was really weak-hearted, afraid that she would find out that he was pretending to be stupid.

Xiao Qiqi carefully and repeatedly checked Di Jingheng's pulse, and found that everything in his body was normal, nothing strange, and he muttered quietly, "It's just that how can there be chronic poison in this body, it's not less than ten years." ”

This murmur fell on Di Jingheng's ears, making him can't help but raise his eyebrows, his little lady's medical skills are good, and she actually took out the chronic poison of his body, and he can still know the approximate time.

You must know that no one in the palace doctor can diagnose his chronic poison, but it was diagnosed by Master Yuanqian.

It's just a pity that even if it is diagnosed, it can't be completely cured, it can only be suppressed.

"It's very domineering and toxic, and it can't be eradicated." Xiao Qiqi frowned, reached out and broke Di Jingheng's hand again, and soon broke it away, she looked at the demonic face at this close distance, as long as she thought about it, there was one less such a peerless beautiful man in this world, she felt a pain in her flesh.

"I don't want to be a widow, so I'll cure you for your poison." Xiao Qiqi reached out and pinched Di Jingheng's face, after she pinched it once, she found that the skin quality was too good, just like a baby's, tender and elastic, and then she always liked to pinch it.

After pinching his face, Xiao Qiqi reached out and touched Di Jingheng's head again, stretched it to the back of his head, and touched it carefully.

Di Jingheng, who pretended to be asleep, was extremely nervous at this time, because his little lady's medical skills were not just words, she could diagnose chronic poison on him, she could diagnose time, and more importantly, she seemed to be very sure to remove this toxin.

Her medical skills have passed the Yu Qian, so if she can diagnose that he is not stupid, she is pretending to be stupid......

Di Jingheng seems to have seen the end of his world, his little lady is very strong, if she finds out that he is pretending to be stupid, this chasing wife road is a long and endless feeling.

Di Jingheng's palms were sweating, he was really afraid that Xiao Qiqi would be diagnosed, but after a while, Xiao Qiqi stretched out his hand back, didn't check it again, and sighed, he was relieved.

His little lady, not diagnosed, that's fine.

"If only there was a CT scan." Xiao Qiqi sighed, no matter how good her medical skills are, there is no CT, and she can't see whether there is a blood clot in her brain.

She still misses the medical equipment of the Celestial Empire, those things are simply artifacts in this era.

Thinking of the Celestial Empire, Xiao Qiqi remembered that she hadn't touched the mobile phone for some days, after all, the rotten mobile phone, she could only watch them grab the red envelope in the red envelope group!

She regards money as her life, and has always had the temperament to grab red envelopes, but the guy who is the messenger of time has abandoned her function of grabbing red envelopes, and also abandoned her function of chatting, her mobile phone can't play games, and she can't contact people in the Celestial Empire, and the only function of the three companies has been abandoned by them, and she is aggrieved when she thinks about it.

turned on her mobile phone and looked at WeChat's red envelope group, the red envelopes that flashed one by one, she burst into tears, what she missed was more than 100 million!