Chapter 327: Nan Jiaojiao, with her elder brother, it is your ancestors

Xiao Yijie asked, "Don't dare to treat?"
Jiang Suihan scratched his hair, and put his arm around the jar of wine, his eyes were black and haggard, and Jiang Jiang Niang Niang could not speak.
Xu Shijiu Jiner came up, he hiccuped, and lay salty fish on the floor like an escape.
Xiao Yi held Nan Baoyi and froze in place.
He has Jiang Suihan, a doctor, who is so unreliable...
The little girl in her arms was trembling, not sure if it was cold or painful.
Xiao Yi felt distressed, so he no longer hesitated, immediately surrounded the kitchen corner, set up a tub, and boiled a pot of bath water himself.
Steaming.
He carefully untied Nan Baoyi's sleeping clothes and threw her into the bathtub.
Some things are inconvenient if we haven't married yet.
So he put a belt over his eyes and didn't look at the little girl's body. He fumbled and grabbed the back of her neck to make sure that her head was kept on the surface of the water and would not be drowned in the bath water.
After soaking for about a quarter of an hour, he guessed that the little girl was so warm.
He dragged Nan Baoyi out of the tub, hastily wiped off the drops of water, and replaced her with clean and warm bedding.
The skin touched by fingertips is like fine brocade silk satin.
When tying her bedclothes, the palms even happened to wipe her bunny.
Xiao Yi's movements completely froze.
Although he couldn't see anything, he was also a person who had read the Xiaorenshu. An imaginary picture appeared in his mind, and a line of nosebleeds instantly dripped.
He raised his sleeves to wipe off the blood stains, and secretly cursed Ju Niang.
After putting on his bedclothes, he tore off the blindfolded belt, and took the warm and thick fox fur to wrap Nan Bao's clothes tightly.
There was a fire in the kitchen.
He hugged Nan Baoyi to the fire, and poked her white face with his hand, "Under the world, there are only a handful of gentlemen like your brother. Nan Jiaojiao, with your brother, it is your ancestor who is really good. "
Nan Baoyi could not hear these words.
She was in a coma and felt that the cramps in her abdomen had begun again.
As if a hot knife was stirring her internal organs, the pain spread to her head, and her tears fell from the pain.
She curled her belly into Xiao Yi's arms, and murmured unconsciously: "...It hurts...Second brother, I am so hurt..."
Xiao Yi brushed away the broken hair on her forehead.
The flames jumped and the bloodshot eyes of Danfeng made him look like a ghost.
But when he looked at Nan Baoyi, that ferociousness turned into finger-twisting softness, like the gentleness that belonged exclusively to evil spirits.
He grabbed Nan Baoyi's little hand, lowered his eyes and kissed her fingertips.
"Jiaojiao, my brother won't make you hurt..."
He has a warm voice.
The sharp bronze dagger cut open the arm.
The blood gushes out, shocking.
He put his arm to Nan Baoyi's lips.
The red blood beads rolled into the girl's lips and teeth along the lips.
Jiang Suihan, who was a corpse of salted fish on the ground, opened his eyes and said softly, "You will reveal your identity."
Dayong's founding emperor are all people who play incense and gu.
The royal family of Da Yong is not invaded by poisons.
The blood can be used as medicine and detoxify.
Faced with Jiang Suihan's reminder, Xiao Yi didn't care.
He stared at the little girl in his arms.
As the blood was absorbed, the fish scale bruises on her face gradually faded until it disappeared completely.
The pain that tormented her also disappeared.
The pain between her eyebrows was replaced by tranquility, her face was sweet and practical.
He watched, his thin lips became more curved.
It doesn't matter whether she exposes her identity or loses too much blood, what counts in the face of giving her a peaceful night?
He put Nan Baoyi on the armchair and got up to take a bath.
As soon as I stood up, I felt dizzy.
Jiang Suihan said quietly: "You have lost too much blood, and you will experience temporary dizziness. Another reminder, your face is pale and scary now, and it is estimated that tomorrow will be noon to return to normal. During this time, don't hang around in front of Nan Xiaowu. Also. That is, your identity... If you are discovered by a South Vietnamese, you will be killed?"
Xiao Yi pursed his thin lips, raised his hand and rubbed the center of his eyebrows.
For him, Nan Jiaojiao went through all kinds of fires and thorns.
So he can also devote himself to Nan Jiaojiao.
Love is always mutual.
The next day, early morning.
When Nan Baoyi woke up, she found herself sleeping in the screen.
Wear clean bedding, covered with a soft quilt.
The whole body is relaxed and happy, as if just after a walk in the mountains and forests, breathing is relaxed.
She sat up, rolled up her sleeves, and all those fish scale bruises disappeared without a trace!
Is she cured? !
She rubbed her head in a daze.
She remembered that last night, because she couldn't endure abdominal cramps, she ran to the courtyard behind the temple alone, where she rolled and hit the wall with pain.
Then, what happened?
It seems that I have met the Minister of Power, and they said a lot of things across the wall.
She seems to have confessed to the minister.
She confessed?
Did she confess? !
Nan Baoyi hugged the pillow, her white, tender and delicate face, all she was left with was overwhelming.
At this moment, countless footsteps came from outside the house.
The soldiers broke into the dormitory and respectfully invited the old man with white beard and hair.
Nan Baoyi put on a large-sleeved shirt with embroidered carmine red, trimmed the green silk, got up and stepped out of the screen.
"Old doctor," she said softly, "after taking your medicine yesterday, I feel like I've returned to normal."
The old doctor stared at her, with a different color passing through his old eyes.
He said, "Sit down, the old man will check your pulse."
After the pulse, he looked even more surprised.
Nan Baoyi is not only healed, but also very healthy, even his complexion looks more rosy and translucent than the previous two days.
His medicine really has such a miraculous effect?
"But what's wrong?" Nan Baoyi was curious.
The old doctor shook his head, "The Nan girl is normal, and her ichthyosis disease has been cured. It seems that the medicine is effective."
"Effective is effective, that is, after drinking it, the stomach hurts so much, and there are a lot of bruises on the body." Nan Baoyi reported his situation to him, "Old doctor, would you like to try milder herbs? Jueyuansi Other people who are infected with ichthyosis will have to trouble you to continue the diagnosis and treatment."
"Just call me Old Doctor Jiang."
The old man tapped the table of the Eight Immortals and responded casually.
Nan Baoyi nodded and said, "Old Doctor Jiang, you promised me yesterday that if I test the medicine for you, you are willing to cure my leg problems..."
The old man recovered.
He took out a pack of plasters from the medicine box, "Take it and stick it on his knee, one tablet a day for half a month."
Nan Baoyi took it, lowered his head and sniffed.
The plaster exudes a strong medicinal fragrance and smells very good.
After the old man left, she took up the silk and put the plaster on her knee.
Ning Wanzhou fed Nan Baozhu a bowl of warm water, "Nan Xiaowu, do you trust that old guy?"
Nan Baoyi smoothed the plaster and hesitated on this question.
At first she also thought that Old Doctor Jiang had a problem, but after drinking his medicine yesterday, she clearly recovered...