: 070 Announcement, Xia Mawei

In the flower hall, the position on the left side of the main seat was withdrawn, and Xiao Tianyao’s wheelchair stopped there. The ink doctor sat down at the bottom left, standing behind a beautiful and refined woman, which made people sigh: a beautiful woman.
The face is white and tender, the lips are not red and red, the eyebrows are curved, the eyes are like ink spots, and there is no dazzling luster but it is black and pure, which can not be ignored.
I brushed my unmarried daughter, and my long hair felt behind me, and I didn’t move.
It is a stable girl and a difficult girl.
Lin Chujiu walked in, his eyes slid over Mo Yuer, and soon fell to the ink doctor. It is a father and a daughter, both of whom are cold and arrogant, do not know the fireworks, one is the snow fairy, a fairy wind bone, stand together very well.
"I have seen Wang Ye all the time," Lin Chujiu stepped forward and bowed to Xiao Tianyao. "Let Wang Ye wait for a long time."
"Sit." Xiao Tianyao did not say much, and even the eyes were not smashed by Lin Chujiu.
Lin Chujiu didn't care. The smile on his face didn't drop by half. Sitting down on Xiao Tianyao's side, his eyes fell on the body of the doctor again. This time it was a real shot. "Is this the ink doctor? It’s polite.

Gently nod, just polite, but I don't want the girl who is in the eyes of Miao Yu to show a trace of disdain, very fast, very light, if not Lin Chujiu just lifted, never see.
Lin Chujiu smirked and sneered, hiding the ridicule in his eyes: look down on her ordinary woman? Do you think you are noble?
It’s a naive, ink-free girl who has no father’s shelter and has a world-famous look. I think that I can be cold and proud all my life, high on the top, and everyone on the soles of the feet?
Ink girl does not seem to know that beauty is the greatest cost of a woman, but also the greatest sorrow of a woman!
Without the strength to match the beauty, it can only be a man's imprisonment.
Fortunately, the ink doctor is not the kind of girl of the ink girl. Although she looks at the bones of the celestial wind, she can talk about her body properly, and she does not have self-deprecating medical skills, so she does not look at the eyes.
After the chilling, the doctor of the ink initiative proposed the diagnosis for Lin Chujiu.
No matter what is happening in the dark, the ink doctors on the bright face are all for the illness of Lin Chujiu.
"There is a doctor of labor and labor." Lin Chujiu is also not daring, his wrists are lightly lifted, revealing a half-bend wrist, which is convenient for the medical doctor.
The ink doctor did not get up yet. The disciple who was waiting outside the house took the medicine box up. He put a soft pillow under the wrist of Lin Chujiu and put a piece of tulle on the wrist of Lin Chujiu.
Before the medical doctors in the clinic, they must first wipe their hands with the immersed medicine, and they are solemn and solemn. It is like doing something big.
Lin Chujiu did not know that the ink doctor was unintentional, or deliberate, and spent a lot of time on the incense, the ink doctor was sitting opposite Lin Chujiu, for the Lin Chujiu diagnosis.
This is Lin Chujiu. If you want to change to any one person, you will not be dissatisfied, but you will also have to be upset, and even the pulse will be unstable. But Lin Chujiu does not happen like anything, the smile of the lips. There is no lightening of the half point, and the wrist placed on the table does not mean to move.
"Lao Wang has waited for a long time." The ink doctor reached out and buckled the veins of Lin Chujiu. It was not like a diagnosis but a slight force.
Wrist pain, Lin Chujiu brow wrinkled, but the ink doctor is extremely measured, and before the beginning of Lin Chujiu, he loosened his hand, making people angry and there is no place to scatter.
Is this going to give his daughter a victory?
Uh... a dead old man is not afraid of offending, and he turns his head to hurt his daughter.
Lin Chujiu silently adjusted his breath, and his breath gradually weakened...
The ink doctor just started the old god, and did not take Lin Chujiu’s illness as one thing, but gradually felt that it was wrong.
What happened?
The pulse is getting weaker, not even?
The ink doctor looked up at Lin Chujiu, but saw Lin Chujiu as nothing, and looked at him with a smile.
Is it that I have made a mistake?
The ink doctor is busy and condensed, not afraid to Xiaolin’s first nine, but calm down to concentrate on Lin Chujiu’s pulse, but...
A column of incense has passed, and the two columns of incense have passed. It is estimated that the third column of incense should be half-burned. The ink doctor still has not retracted his hand. He has been holding the pulse of Lin Chujiu, and even for a long time, even Xiao Tianyao Can not be ignored.
"Ink doctor, how is the situation of Wang Hao?" Xiao Tianyao said, if the eyelids have substance, they fall on the fingers of the medical doctor.
He was afraid that the ink doctor would not want to open it, and gave Lin Chuji a black hand.
"Wang Hao, she..." The ink doctor recovered his hand and did not know how to answer it.
He can say that Lin Chujiu has no pulse, is it a dead person?
Obviously not?
"How is Wang Hao?" Xiao Tianyao did not seem to see the embarrassment of the doctor of the ink, once again asked, Lin Chujiu also put together the excitement, a look of worry: "God doctors say nothing, there is a prince for me personally seeking a doctor, is I will die tomorrow, and I am satisfied."
After that, don't forget the "deep love" staring at Xiao Tianyao, his eyes are watery, and his affection is infinite. But Xiao Tianyao only feels a cold, and the side is like an outsider's general ink jade, but he can't help but reveal a mocking smile.
Ink doctor can't lick his own sign, saying that Lin Chujiu has no pulse. He is a dead person. He can only vaguely say: "When Wang Yu was young, he suffered a loss, and the roots were broken. If you can't nurse well, you will be afraid of life."
Although I did not make the case clear, it can be said that for the seven or eight points, the doctor of the doctor is not only looking for a doctor, but the doctor is still a bit level.
Xiao Tianyao and Lin Chujiu nodded at the same time. Lin Chujiu did not say anything, and the affectionate look of Xiao Tianyao, the eyes... The eyes were burning, it seemed to melt people, and Rao was Xiao Tianyao.
Xiao Tianyao did not know how to open his face and asked: "I don't know if the doctor can cure the law?"
"Yes, but it takes a long time to adjust, more than last year, and less than three months." Mo Shen doctor did not want to say it, he came to give Xiao Tianyao medical legs, as for Lin Chujiu's illness?
He is not going to be a doctor!
Xiao Tianyao immediately said: "Please also ask the doctor of the ink to stay in the government and heal for Wang Hao."
"This..." The ink doctor exposed the difficulty, waiting for Xiao Tianyao to ask him one or two, but I don't want Xiao Tianyao to stop talking, but sitting there waiting for the ink doctor to take the initiative, Lin Chujiu is like nothing. Looking at the ink doctor with a smile, I don't know if I am too sure, or I don't take my life seriously.
For a moment, the flower hall was quiet, and the needle was audible. Lin Chujiu and Xiao Tianyao were a patient. A family member of a patient faced a doctor who could save their lives. It was not as excited and crying as an ordinary patient.
For many years, Mo Shen medicine has been accustomed to the appearance of the patient's family members. Seeing Xiao Tianyao and Lin Chuu 92, they are calm and calm, and for a time they don't know how to step down, nor will they show weakness.
When the two sides were deadlocked, a small bow bowed and carefully came in to inform...