Chapter 887: Shennong Bencaojing

But what exactly he has to do, she can't guess, is to cure the princess, implement the next step, or let the princess die in the Chu Palace, and provoke the war between the two countries.
She doesn't know, but neither is cruel.
"What do you want to ask him?" Hu Feng raised his eyebrows and looked at the white eyes with a burning gaze.
Bai Yu and his eyes, the dawn is clear, one eye and the bottom: "I want to ask him, in addition to using Xuan acupuncture on Qian Fang Gong, whether it uses other means, causing the pulse of Princess Qianfang."
Hu Feng asked: "The Princess of Qianfang is now awake, her legs are recovering, and everything is developing in the right direction. Why are you taking this risk for this question?"
Bai Yan shook his head: "The Princess of Qianfang is looking good now, but in fact, there are many hidden dangers, the pulse is unstable, it will cause great damage to the body, and I suspect that in the body of Princess Qianfang, there is a hidden possibility. The strange disease of the outbreak, this strange disease is not born, but artificial, I only have a glimpse of the fur, not righteousness, originally wanted to find the answer from the strange pulse theory, but unfortunately this book is now no trace, and the disease of Princess Qianfang We must not delay for a long time, we must find a cure as soon as possible."
She is a doctor. If a patient who is treated by her own hand has a chance to heal, how can she see the patient suffering from the pain, and she has nothing to do?
Shennong tasted the grass and made it into a "Shen Nong's Materia Medica". If there is no such adventure spirit as Shennong for the benefit of the people, how can there be a legacy of Chinese medicine?
When she was at the Star Hospital, she also did a lot of things that others had never done before, not for the purpose of asking for merit and being famous, but simply trying to do more for the patients.
To do a doctor, the responsibility should be fulfilled, her thoughts are as simple as that.
Hu Feng looked at her and looked at her clear eyes. Her heart sighed deeply: "Even if I don't let you go, I will still go, right?"
The white cockroach did not say anything, just stared at him.
Hu Feng finally nodded: "Well, I promise you, but you have to promise me. In any case, we must take safety as a priority. We must never let ourselves take a risk and let ourselves be in danger."
After saying this, he felt that he was talking nonsense. When she appeared there, she was involved in a dangerous situation and met with the devil. What good things can happen?
He hates that his heart is too soft, why can't he be tougher, and it will not be fine to lock her up that day.
Can look at such a pair of eyes, he himself can not refuse.
Bai Hao focuses on the key: "I will, you can rest assured, I am not easy to live alive, very reluctant, and then, I can have two mothers now, they are looking forward to me, if I have a little bad They can't feel bad about death?"
Hu Feng raised his eyebrows: "Only you two mothers are looking forward to you? I? My master? You have no conscience, only my mother?"
Bai Hao took his hand and yelled at him: "You kid, knowing that I don't mean this."
Hu Feng caught her hand, soft and boneless, smooth and delicate hand, caught in the hand, love in my heart.
Looking at the pink lips, he only felt the throat dry, and a rush of impulses came up, pulling the arms of her little hand and making a slight effort to break her whole body into her arms and kissed her head. Her pink lips.
The sweetness and softness that he imagined made him warm all over his body.
She closed her eyes and didn't know what kind of posture she should use to cater to him. After all, she had no experience. . .