Chapter 908: worry

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Diao Chan stunned--Mr. Nalan was teaching Nalan Chu?
Immediately afterwards, it was the voice of Tai Nai ’s doctor, "Your mother is against you studying medicine, but you have to learn it! Then you stole the martial arts, and that ’s it. After entering the palace, you were treated by the emperor, but you did it with others ...... Hey! Now that you are engaged in a marriage, you have reported yourself to take care of Master Diao Chan, but knowing that the first night the patient is the most dangerous, you can still sleep! Chu Chu, originally you were our pride, but when did you become such?"
Nalanchu finally couldn't help crying, "Father, listen to your daughter explain that last night the daughter really didn't sleep well, just lying down a little, but the daughter promised to get up every hour to check on the condition of the adult Diao Chan, it is true!"
"Oh, observing once every hour, can adults have a high fever?"
"It's really once every hour." Nalanchu wailed, and the trembling female voice was pity.
"Forget it, don't shame your eyes here, you don't need your care."
"No, ask my father to give her daughter another chance, please, or your daughter's conscience will be uneasy."
Diao Chan carefully recalled that in the vague sleep, it seemed that after a certain period of time, a warm little hand covered his forehead, diagnosed his veins, and wiped his face with a papa.
It doesn't seem to be an illusion, but someone.
There is a warm current flowing through my heart, which is a chest injury, and it doesn't seem to be so painful.
Diao Chan opened his mouth to speak, but his dry voice couldn't be said.
He tried harder, but his chest hurt even more. "Uh ..." Because of the pain, he couldn't help but groan in pain.
The doctor who was discussing the theft found that Diao Chan woke up and rushed forward in a hive.
"Sir, what's wrong with you?"
"Sir, Rong Xiaguan will diagnose your pulse."
"Sir, please drink some warm water."
Diao Chan's throat felt itchy and anxious, worried about the situation outside the door. He knew that Nalanchu was crying, but not crying loudly, always forbearing, which made people feel pain.
"Well ... water." Diao Chan tried to squeeze out two words.
Immediately, a doctor came with water. "Lord, wait, Xiaguan feeds you to drink water." Then, he found a spoon and fed the water into the mouth of Diao Chan like a medicine.
Because Diao Chan lay flat, the water inlet rushed to the throat uncontrollably immediately, and Diao Chan was completely unprepared, so he took a sip and the cough was about to cough, but the cough was deadly.
Diao Chan feels that every time he coughs, his ribs break again, and he suffers more from the pain, but such severe pain from the lungs is rare.
"Sir, are you okay?"
"Oh, my lord is sluicing."
Nalanchu, who was training in the corner outside the room, heard the coughing of Diao Chan, and was shocked, rushing over despite Nalan ’s opposition.
"My lords, please let me know, please!" The Nalanchu people rushed in.
If you change people, the doctors will be angry. After all, it is they who know the best medicine in the country. Who dares to let them in front of patients?
However, the other party was Nalanchu, and the doctors could not say anything. After all, besides being the daughter of Nalan doctor, Nalanchu was also the fiancee of Diao Chan.
Diao Chan coughed pale and bloodshot at the corners of his mouth. He stared at the anxious Nalan Chu, trying to speak, but caused a more severe cough.
Nalanchu immediately lucked his inner strength and clicked on Diao Chan's Tiantu cave. "My lord looks at my eyes!"
Diao Chan looked at her eyes, and only felt that these eyes were not as agile as the queen, not as sharp as Magnolia, and not as delicate as Yuzhu, but there was no gentleness and forbearance.
Her eyes are beautiful. If the petals of peach blossoms have a thin layer of double eyelids, the eyelashes are not thick, but they are long, and the eyeballs are brown. They are not the same as the well-defined Hu people, but they have a kind of southern Zhao people. Feeling gentle and gentle.