You Are My Rare Passion
Chapter 1745: Can you be more serious?
Chapter 1745 Can you be more serious?
She looked at Ye Xingbei: "I need my first aid kit. I will go down and get it."
I heard that Mr. Qi was ill. She originally wanted to help Mr. Qi cure his illness and relieve the young Sapling’s idea of "criminal", so she brought a first aid kit before going out.
"I'll be brought up by someone." Gu Chi, standing behind Gu Jun, said immediately.
There is a bodyguard staying downstairs. He is sent up by someone, which saves time.
He called the bodyguard who was staying downstairs.
Soon, Yue Ya'er’s first aid kit was sent up.
Yue Ya'er opened the first aid kit and took out the acupuncture box.
She took out the silver needle and put a few strokes on the acupuncture points of Mr. Qi. As Mr. Qi’s breath was violently fluctuating, his chest gradually became more and more relieved, and the sound of a bellows-like gasp became smaller and smaller.
Stop the needle for 15 minutes.
Fifteen minutes later, Yue Ya'er took off the silver needle, and Master Qi's breathing sound had become the same as that of a normal person, and his face was no longer blue and purple, as if he could not breathe at any time.
"It's amazing!" Ye Xingbei was amazed, and looked back at Jun Zhu's side, took his arm, and leaned to his ear and said, "I am starting to be jealous of you now."
"Huh?" Gu Jun tilted his head to look at her amusingly: "What's the wind?"
"What kind of convulsion?" Ye Xingbei gave her: "You are so lucky! What kind of big baby do you pick up? Ya'er's medical skills are amazing, okay? And mint, I ate so much In the hotel, only mint’s food is delicious. Now Xiaoshu and Ling Yue eat a lot more every day than before, and they have grown up. You just picked up two big darlings. You are so lucky!"
"Yes," Gu Jun nodded and touched her head, feeling very positive, "I was so lucky, I picked it up, and I found a music wizard, out of the hall, into the kitchen, sleeping on a big bed... …"
"Go away!" Ye Xingbei slapped him and stared at him: "What the **** is sleeping in a big bed?"
Gu Jun laughed slowly, "Sleeping in a big bed is the deepest state of a good wife."
Ye Xingbei pinched him: "Can't you be more serious?"
"I'm very serious, okay?" Gu Jun said: "I'm talking from the bottom of my heart. Is it possible that you still want to force me to tell lies?"
Ye Xingbei was tired: "Then you can tell lies."
"A lie?" Gu Jun pondered: "A lie is my least favorite thing to do. It is sleeping with Ye Xiaobei. Sleeping with Ye Xiaobei is too boring and there is no passion at all."
Ye Xingbei: "...lazy to care about you!"
She stopped taking care of Gu Wuye, who was racing anytime and anywhere, and returned to Yue Ya'er.
She discovered that during the time she was chatting with Gu Jun a few words, Yue Ya'er had put a lot of silver needles on the head of Mr. Qi.
Also, the silver needle is only on the left side of the head, but not on the right side.
Ye Xingbei asked: "Yier, what is this for?"
Yue Ya'er explained: “Uncle Qi has a migraine headache. Punching these acupuncture points can relieve the pain.”
The needle stopped again for fifteen minutes, and Yue Yaer took off the silver needle on Mr. Qi’s head.
She leaned slightly and asked Mr. Qi, "Uncle, do you feel better?"
Old man Qi shook his head, holding the bed excitedly and wanted to sit up.
Qi Lianzheng and Qi Wangze hurriedly left and right, helping Old Man Qi to sit up from the bed.
The little tree seedling thoughtfully picked up a pillow and put it on his back for Mr. Qi.
(End of this chapter)