Chapter 315: I am with the doctor.

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After a night of medicinal bath, I finally felt that my body was a lot easier. Just lying down, the Phantom came in.
"Starting the ghost master, Yunxiao girl asks for it."
When I heard the words in my eyes, I immediately got up and said, "Come and ask her to come in."
"Yes." The phantom heard the words and immediately stepped back.
After a while, Duanmu came in with the phantom.
Looking at the bed still with a pale face, Duanmu's eyebrows unconsciously groaned, worried, "Doctor, how are you? Your face looks pale."
The sorrowful words are hooked, "Nothing, it’s much better today."
Looking at the weak look of Ming, Duanmu looked concerned and said, "What disease do you have in your life, and there is no way to even have a shadow?"
Because the doctor is sick, so these two days are the shadows for her medicine, and A Xue is also taking care of the shadows, although the shadow looks young, but the medical skills are still quite brilliant.
The sorrowful words flashed lightly, and the lips provoked a bitter smile. "It’s already old, and I’m used to it. After a while, he’s fine.

Looking at the sorrowful lips, the sorrowful smile, the end of the wood smashed a touch of distress. There is such a kind of person, even if he does nothing, just looking at you like that, you will feel bad for him, talking about the melancholy male doctor.
"Ghost Lord, your soup is good." The shadow came out from the outside with the soup.
Duanmu’s words went back to God and turned to look at the shadows.
Give me.

魉影 heard the words immediately handed the soup in front of Duanmu.
Duanmu took the soup from the shadow of the shadow, sat down to the bed, picked up a spoonful and gently blew it, and then sent it to the lips of the meditation, "Be careful."
Looking at Duanmu's gentle face, Ming Jun was blushing red, and drank his head and gently drank the soup from the lower raft.
The shadow and the phantom saw it, and looked back and quietly retired.
Duanmu gave him a bite and carefully sipped, and the bitter medicine that he drank in, all turned into honey. The juice flowed into the internal organs, making the heart sweet and not good.
After feeding the medicine, Duanmu put the medicine bowl on the small scorpion, took out the scorpion and wiped the scent of the lips.
Looking at the delicate face of Duanmu, who was close at hand, the heart of the singer screamed uncontrollably, and couldn't help but reach out and grab the little hand of Duanmu.
Duanmu was shocked by the sudden movement of the scorpion, and his face was red and he wanted to break his hand, but the sorrow was too tight.
"Doctor?" Duanmu blushes, squinting with a slight disappointment.
Looking at some unpleasant Duanmu, there was a touch of uneasiness in the meditation, but he did not loosen the hand of Duanmu, but he held it tighter.
"Clouds, I like you, I like you a long time ago." The voice of the meditation was a little nervous, but the pure scorpion was full of firmness.
She is so beautiful, so beautiful that he doesn't want to have it all the time. He likes her. He wants to tell her boldly. He doesn't want to let the opportunity slip away from him. He doesn't want to watch her choose others, but can't do anything, no matter what. Even if there is only a glimmer of hope, he must fight for himself.
In the face of the sudden confession of the meditation, the rafter of the Duanmu glimmered with a touch of disappointment, and did not know how to answer.
Looking at some nervous Duanmu, calm down and calm down, gently grasping the hand of Duanmu, softly, "I really like you, can you give me a chance, let me take care of you and your children."

Listening to the words of obscenity and affection, Duanmu's heart couldn't help but "snap" and jumped straight. I don't know why, at this moment, her mind suddenly flashed the shadow of Xuanyuan ink.
Duanmu gently gently opened his hand, looked up and looked awkwardly, and spit out three words, "I'm sorry."
The three words that were light, like three sharp arrows, straight into the heart of the meditation, the tearing pain that made him almost breathless.
Looking at the painful expression of the face, the cockroach's cockroaches flashed a guilty sigh, and looked worried. "How about the doctor, I am going to call the shadow."
Duanmu said, he got up and ran outside the room, but he was dragged by the shackles.
"If I said, I am the father of the child, can't you accept me?" The voice was very weak, but the hand was still holding the hand of Duanmu.
Duanmu 汐 汐 言 猛 猛 猛 猛 猛 猛 猛 猛 猛 猛 猛 猛 猛 猛 猛 猛 猛 猛 猛 猛 猛 猛 猛 猛 猛 猛 猛 猛 猛 猛 猛 猛 猛 猛 猛 猛 猛 猛 猛 猛 猛 猛Slowly turning back, looking at the face with a blank look, "You really are..."
The pure scorpion flashed and flashed, and looked up at Duanmu, seriously. "You used to be my wife."
Duanmu sings a soft foot and slowly falls down on the bed. Why is this? Why is it totally different from what she thought? She had thought about many kinds of possibilities before. She thought that her child's father had passed away or opposed them. She even thought that the child's father might be A Xue, because A Xue always gave her a familiar and familiar feeling, but she did not expect her child. The father turned out to be a doctor, a person she never thought of.
Looking at the stunned look of Duanmu, the heart of the meditation hurts uncontrollably.
"You are very disappointed." There is endless sadness in the low voice.
Listening to the sad voice of the meditation, Duanmu slowly returned to the gods, concentrating his emotions, and looked up at the meditation. "No, I just didn't think you would be the father of the child."
The rumors of the rumors flashed lightly, without admitting or denying.
Duanmu opened his mind in the mind of Xuanyuan ink, took a deep breath and looked at the meditation seriously. "For children, we can try to communicate."
When I heard the lips and screamed a bitter smile, my heart also ignited a glimmer of hope. I gently held the hand of Duanmu, and said with a gentle face. "Thank you for giving me this opportunity. I will take good care of you and your children." ""
Looking at the gentle meditation, Duanmu's deep purple scorpion flashed, the doctor is a good person, and should be a good father. Anyway, for the sake of the child, she has to give it a try.
On this day, the rafters are in the meditation room, accompanying the meditation to eat and chat.
This day, I didn’t wait for Duanmu’s Xuanyuan ink, and then I couldn’t lie down, and went straight out to the next room.
"Hey..." Looking at the empty room, Xuanyuan Mo’s brow snorted unconsciously.
"Clouds, taste this, it tastes good."
"Yep."
Listening to the two familiar voices from the next room, Xuanyuan ink did not think much, and turned directly to the next room.
"See the beast god." The phantom and respectful greetings just fell, Xuanyuan ink came in.
Seeing Xuanyuan ink, Duanmu light flashes lightly, and my heart is slightly painful.
Seeing the two people who were eating, Xuanyuan ink was slightly sour and sour, and had time to accompany the guy to eat, but did not have time to see him.
Looking at the resentful eyes of Xuanyuan Mo, Duanmu immediately lowered his eyes and avoided the eyes of Xuanyuan Mo. At this moment, she really did not know how to face him.
Looking at the sly look of Duanmu, the pure scorpion flashed, and looked up at Xuanyuan ink. His face was gentle. "We are eating, do you want to use it together?"
Duanmu's deliberately evasive look once again stimulated Xuanyuan Mo, blinked his face and looked gentle, and Xuanyuan ink sneered a little sneer. "Well, it is just that God has no food."
Xuanyuan Mo said that he could sit down to Duanmu's side without waiting for him to talk.
When I saw it, I flashed it, and turned to the shadow behind me. "Go and take a pair of dishes."
The filming of the film immediately began to be, and soon after the tableware was placed in front of Xuanyuan ink.
Looking at the end of the leeks, Xuanyuan ink eyebrows, a bowl of soup handed to the front of the raft, "drink soup."
Duanmu looked at the soup bowl in front of him, his light flashed, and the hand holding the chopsticks kept tightening.
Seeing the meditation, I also added a chopsticks dish to the end of the wooden bowl, softly, "Clouds, eat more food, don't just eat white rice."
Duanmu 汐 汐 眸 眸 眸 眸 眸 眸 眸 眸 眸 眸 眸 眸 眸 眸 眸 眸 眸 眸 阎
Looking at the different treatments of Duanmu, Xuanyuan ink is like a big stone, not only blocking the pain.
From the beginning to the end, Duanmu did not look at Xuanyuan ink, but did not bring vegetables to him. Even Xuanyuan ink clips gave her a dish of food. She did not eat it. Instead, she gave her all the dishes.
This meal, Xuanyuan ink eats very full and full, it is not how much he ate, but was filled with the intimate interaction between Duanmu and Minglu.
After a meal, Xuanyuan ink's face is already black as the bottom of the pot. In contrast, the opposite side of the mite is a happy face, very happy.
After the meal, Duanmu was accompanied by the meditation and finished the medicine before he came out of the room.
Duanmu stood in the yard, looked up at the moon in the air, and gently stroked his stomach, which was already high, and his decision was right, it would be right.
"Why?" Just as Duanmu's frowning contemplatively, a resentful voice rang behind her.
When I heard the sound of Xuanyuan ink, Duanmu’s body was stiff and coveted.
What?

Looking at Duanmu's coveted again, Xuanyuan ink went directly to Duanmu, and grabbed her shoulders to force her to face herself.
"Why are you hiding from me?" The deep voice has a distressing pain.
Duanmu sings, the heart violently hurts, and the hand holding the stomach unconsciously tightens.
"I was with the doctor." Duanmu took a deep breath and used all his strength to gently say such a sentence.
"What do you mean?" Xuanyuan Mou frowned in disbelief, and the heart had a bad feeling in a moment.
Duanmu 汐 heard the words again and took a deep breath, looked up and looked at Xuanyuan ink seriously, "I am with the doctor, we may be married in the future."
Xuanyuan ink heard the words like a hail, and the word "make a pro" made him cool from the head to the foot.