Chapter 973: These nights are painful

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Nalanchu's complexion changed from pale to red, and he was pleasantly surprised.
Ye Liuli sighed, "Although it looks like potassium deficiency, it ca n’t be diagnosed without reagents and equipment. However, there is no other way of thinking besides potassium deficiency, so let ’s treat potassium deficiency. Well, it ’s his goodness to heal; do n’t blame me if it ’s broken, I ’ll do my best.

Nalanchu nodded desperately, "The main body Wan Wan's body condescended to be a grass-roots medical doctor, which is his creation."
Ye Liuli waved his hand. "Chu Chu don't say that, everyone is equal before the disease. Although I am not a doctor now, I also want everyone to be healthy and safe. Okay, let's not be arrogant, let me think about what should be Give him potassium, oh my brain, the knowledge I learned that year was really eaten, hey ... "
Dong Fang smiled and reached out and patted Ye Liuli's forehead gently. "Don't blame yourself, you've done well."
Ye Liuli throbbed with a smile, "I'm not blame, I'm humble. I've been throwing books for so many years, and I can recall the wonderful symptoms of potassium deficiency, which means that I'm Wenqu Xingxia. Do you understand? understand?"
"..." Dongfang pursed his lips, "I just worry about you more than necessary."
Ye Liuli grabbed Dongfang's arm. "Don't be angry with your heart. People know you are good and they love you."
Nalanchu smirked, but was envious.
Just as Ye Liuli was preparing to continue thinking, Dongfang yelled, "That's all for today. Don't worry about it. Shuozhen, you have to think about our children, don't you always look forward to the health of your daughter? ? "
Ye Liuli shrank his neck, "I know."
Although it is known that it has little effect on the fetus, the results of thinking about the problem from the perspective of the doctor and the mother are completely different.
Ye Liuli himself ... was also a little worried.
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It's night, Ziyan Palace.
Brightly lit.
Xiaoju threw half of her shoe soles aside, and slept asleep on the table.
Naranchu is finishing the embroidery.
In the past, when she was a girl, Nalan Chu embroidered some small purses and small handkerchiefs, but it was the first time to embroider such a whole piece of material.
On the satin surface of the lilac, a slender white crane was lifelike, and some of them were singing and dancing, and some cranes were full of strange rocks and pine trees.
Nalanchu's embroidery is not good, but the highlight of the whole embroidery is the composition. This picture is designed by Nalanchu himself. It can be said that this embroidery is unique.
However, if you look closely, you can see that there are a lot of needle eyes in some places, indicating that they have been repeatedly demolished many times.
Nalanchu effortlessly removed the material from the embroidery frame, and at the same time said casually, "Xiaoju, you can go back to rest, I'll wait for the adults myself. Unlike you, you have to do a lot of physical work during the day, and it must be at night I'm tired ... "
Suddenly, Nalanchu's voice came to an abrupt halt, because a long-looking hand appeared in the sight.
Nalanchu likes Diao Chan's hands, thin and slender, especially his fingers, slender and boneless. Nalanchu wondered how many times secretly, such a pair of thin and flexible hands should not be beaten to kill, clearly should be pinched Silver needles.
"Have you ever thought about studying medicine?" Nalanchu said subconsciously.
"Uh?" Diao Chan said for a moment, "I didn't understand what you said."
Nalanchu then found himself talking nonsense. He was the first red man around the emperor, and speaking of his status was equivalent to being a top-ranking member. What medicine did he learn? "No ... nothing said."
"How to dismantle this, I help you." Diao Chan began to study the embroidery frame.
Nalanchu's face was reddish, and the corners of her lips were happily happily.
On the table in the center of the room, Xiaoju nodded with her arms on her head, and suddenly nodded and woke up. She looked up and saw that the adult Diao Chan had returned, and hurried to wipe out the drool.
Nalanchu chuckled, "My lord is back, I don't need you to accompany you, just go to rest."
Xiaoju blinked, "Slave still stays to serve his wife. The wife said that she would bathe today."
Nalanchu froze, the redness on his cheeks increased, "... well, you go down and prepare."
"Yes, Madam." Xiaoju left.
Diao Chan looked at Nalanchu with a question in his eyes—bathing? The moon is over?
Nalanchu thought he was not a smart person, but damnedly understood Diao Chan's question, and finally nodded quickly, then turned his head shyly.
Because Nalanchu lowered his head, he did not see Diao Chan raise his eyebrows evilly.
Soon, the two unloaded the embroidered material from the embroidery frame.
"What clothes are you going to give me?" Diao Chan grabbed the material and admired the crane above, only to feel the chic shape.
"I want to make a casual dress for you and wear it when I go home," Nalanchu said.
"Do not allow to go out? Afraid I would attract bees and butterflies?" Diao Chan teased.
Nalanchu shook his head. "No, my master misunderstood. I am afraid that my poor craftsmanship will only make me laugh, and if he has a promising woman ..."
"Stop," Diao Chan said irritably. "How many times have I told you, since you don't want to share it with other women, don't mention who I fancy. Are you abusing yourself or questioning me?"
Nalanchu chuckled and whispered, "Because I like to watch the reactions of adults, every time the adults say these things, I am very happy."
Diao Chan laughed, reached out and nodded Nalan Chu Guangjie's forehead. "Be careful!" After speaking, he was slightly embarrassed. After all, they rarely said these nasty words, and hurriedly coughed twice. it is good?"
Nalanchu did not answer immediately, and began to estimate.
Unconsciously, the two fell silent because they thought of the bath water and thought of what to do after bathing.
The more silent, the more ambiguous the room is.
Diao Chan asked, "Can there be progress for the heroine today?"
Speaking of the illness, Nalanchu calmed down a lot, "great progress!" Later, he talked about the potassium deficiency.
Diao Chan was surprised when he heard, "Kalium deficiency? Trace elements? This ... Does this really exist in our body? Where is it, in blood?" While talking, he looked down at his arm.
Nalanchu chuckled, "Not only in the blood, but also in the cells. You did n’t understand what I said. These were all told to me by the master, and I was surprised at the beginning, but as the content of the western medicine of the master grew, The deeper, the microscopic knowledge that is invisible to the naked eye has been explained to the blood circulation and respiratory circulation, I have faith! Because the master has explained many problems that cannot be explained by ordinary medicine. "
Diao Chan understood, "Since you believe it, it should be true."
Nalanchu blinked mischievously, "What the master said was not believed by the doctors of the hospital. Isn't the medicine of the doctor too inferior to me?"
"Their healing skills may be higher than you, but your aura is definitely greater than them. You are a genius."
"..."
Nalan Chu's heart was beautiful with such a serious praise from Diao Chan.
Just then, there was a polite knock outside the door, "Master, Madam, Xiangtang is ready."
Nalanchu bowed his head shyly, "Is there anything else for you? If not, I ... I ... I'm going to bath."
"Yes," Diao Chan said.
"Is there anything else for you?" Nalanchu wondered.
Diao Chan smiled, slowly put her hands on her shoulders, and then slowly leaned down, their cheeks getting closer and closer.
Although the two hadn't made a room yet, they had kissed a few times before, and Nalanchu quickly closed his eyes and raised his face.
Diao Chan raised an eyebrow. "You haven't answered me yet. The clothes will be ready in a few days. I'm still waiting to wear them."
"Uh?" Nalanchu opened his eyes in surprise, and found that Diao Chan had straightened up, and looked at her with a narrow face.
Nalanchu bit his lip. "Master, you are so bad!" He said, slamming a fist on his strong chest, and turned to run.
As soon as I left the room, I heard someone's hearty bad laugh in the room.
Nalanchu gritted his teeth secretly and turned to open the door. "Sorry, sir, I have been too busy lately, so I won't do the clothes. If you are in a hurry to wear them, you may do it yourself. I learned to sew clothes, and then turned back to sew two skirts for the body. Spring is here, and the body is not new yet. "
After speaking, no matter what the other party's reaction is, pull the leg and run.
Getting men to learn tailoring is a complete insult in Nalanchu's standards.
Nalanchu ran away, Diao Chan shrugged, "This little thing, see how you can clean up for a while."
...
The night was getting deeper and closer to midnight.
After Nalanchu bathed, he changed into a clean dress and returned to the room.
Diao Chan was lying on the bed, holding a dossier in his hand and looking at what, frowning slightly.
Nalanchu was nervous.
Diao Chan is still immersed in thought.
Nalanchu whispered in, took off his coat, and gently climbed into the bed, thinking that he could escape the embarrassment if someone didn't pay attention to going to sleep quickly.
But Nalan Chu had just lay down, but felt black before him, and someone had thrown his files and rushed up, "Is the lady sleeping so silently, does it mean that the husband is not considerate to you?"
"... Don't ... Don't make trouble ..."
The man's breath shrouded her. She reached out to push it subconsciously, but only felt that she was pushing an iron wall in vain, but he was slender and slender, and he was not as muscular as Wang Zhaojun.
"Why, unwilling?" Diao Chan bowed her head, her nose was close to her cheek, but she wasn't a kiss. She just swept her cheek and earlobe with a warm breath.
Nalanchu was suddenly excited all over his body, and then, like poisoning, his body was softened.
"I ... I ... I'm not ready yet ..."
"I've given you this long, are you not ready yet?" Diao Chan smiled, "Do you know how painful I am these days, eh?"
The playful lips finally touched her delicate neck.
The hanging itch was finally over. It was a feeling of dust falling to the ground, but with it came a greater desire.