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Chapter 327 Nan Jiaojiao, following your brother is your ancestor¡¯s virtue.

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    Xiao Yi asked: "Don't you dare to treat it?"

    Jiang Suihan scratched his hair and held the jar of wine in one hand. His eyes were black and haggard, and he was speechless.

    Perhaps because he was drunk, he burped and lay down on the floor as if to escape.

    Xiao Yi hugged Nan Baoyi and froze in place.

    The only doctor he has on hand is Jiang Suihan, but he is so unreliable

    The little girl in her arms was shivering, not knowing whether it was cold or pain.

    Xiao Yi felt very distressed and no longer hesitated. He immediately set up a screen in the corner of the kitchen, set up a bathtub, and boiled a pot of bath water himself.

    Steaming hot.

    He carefully untied Nan Baoyi's pajamas and threw her into the tub.

    After all, we haven¡¯t gotten married yet, so some things are inconvenient.

    So he put a belt over his eyes, and without looking at the little girl's body, he groped for the back of her neck to make sure her head was kept above the water and she would not be drowned by the bath water.

    After soaking for about a quarter of an hour, he estimated that the little girl was warm.

    He dragged Nan Baoyi out of the bathtub, wiped off the water droplets hastily, and brought her clean and warm pajamas to put on.

    The skin touched by your fingertips is like fine brocade silk.

    When he was tying her pajamas, his palms even happened to brush her bunny.

    Xiao Yi's movements completely froze.

    Although he couldn¡¯t see anything, he was still someone who had read the Little Man¡¯s Book. An imaginary picture appeared in his mind, and a line of nosebleeds fell instantly.

    He raised his sleeve to wipe away the blood stains and cursed secretly.

    After putting on his pajamas, he pulled off the blindfolded belt, took a warm and thick fox fur, and carefully wrapped Nan Baoyi tightly.

    There was a fire in the kitchen.

    He carried Nan Baoyi to the fire, stretched out his hand and poked her fair face, "There are only a handful of men in the world who are as gentleman as my brother. Nan Jiaojiao, following my brother is simply a blessing from your ancestors."  "

    Nan Baoyi couldn't hear these words.

    While she was unconscious, she felt the cramping pain in her abdomen starting again.

    It was like a hot knife stirring up her internal organs. The pain spread to her head, causing her to shed tears.

    She hugged her belly and curled up in Xiao Yi's arms, murmuring unconsciously: "it hurtsSecond brother, it hurts so much"

    Xiao Yi brushed away the broken hair from her forehead.

    The firelight danced, and the bloodshot red phoenix eyes made him look like an evil ghost.

    But when he looked at Nan Baoyi, that ferocious look turned into softness, like a gentleness that only belonged to an evil ghost.

    He grabbed Nan Baoyi¡¯s little hand, lowered his eyes and kissed her fingertips.

    "Jiaojiao, my brother won't let you suffer"

    His voice is warm and mellow.

    The sharp bronze dagger cut open the arm.

    The blood gushes out, which is shocking.

    He handed his arm to Nan Baoyi¡¯s lips.

    The bright red blood rolled down the lips and into the girl's lips and teeth.

    Jiang Suihan, whose body was lying on the ground, opened his eyes and whispered: "You will expose your identity."

    The founding emperors and queens of Dayong were all people who played with incense and poison.

    The Yong royal family is immune to all kinds of poisons.

    Blood all over the body can be used as medicine and can even detoxify.

    Faced with Jiang Suihan¡¯s reminder, Xiao Yi didn¡¯t care.

    He stared at the little girl in his arms.

    With the absorption of blood, the fish scale bruises on her face gradually faded until they completely disappeared.

    The pain that tortured her also disappeared without a trace.

    The pain between her brows and eyes was replaced by tranquility, and she looked like she was sleeping soundly and peacefully.

    He looked at it, his thin lips curved a little more.

    Whether it¡¯s exposing her identity or losing too much blood, what does it matter when it comes to giving her a night of peace?

    He put Nan Baoyi on the armchair and got up to take a bath.

    As soon as I stood up, I felt dizzy.

    Jiang Suihan said quietly: "You have lost too much blood and will be temporarily dizzy. Also, a reminder, your face is frighteningly pale now. It is estimated that you will not be back to normal until noon tomorrow. During this period, please don't hang around in front of Nan Xiaowu. Also,  That is, if your identity is discovered by the South Vietnamese, you will be killed, right?"

    Xiao Yi pursed his thin lips and raised his hand to rub the center of his brow.

    Nan Jiaojiao went through fire and water for him.

    Then he did it for NanIf you are delicate, you can also put all your energy and effort into it.

    Love is always mutual.

    The next day, early morning.

    When Nan Baoyi woke up, he found that he was sleeping in the screen.

    Wear clean pajamas and cover yourself with a soft quilt.

    My whole body feels relaxed and joyful, as if I have just finished a walk in the mountains and forests, and my breathing is relaxed.

    She sat up and rolled up her sleeves. All the fish scales and bruises disappeared without a trace!

    Is she cured?  !

    She rubbed her head, looking dazed.

    She remembered that last night, because she couldn't bear the abdominal cramps, she ran alone to the garden behind the temple, where she rolled and hit the wall in pain.

    What happened next?

    It seems that I met a powerful minister. They talked a lot across the wall.

    She seems to have confessed to the powerful minister.

    She confessed?

    Did she confess?  !

    Nan Baoyi picked up the pillow, her fair and delicate little face was filled with confusion.

    At this moment, countless footsteps came from outside the house.

    The soldiers broke into the dormitory and respectfully invited the old doctor with white hair and beard out.

    Nan Baoyi put on a carmine red embroidered large-sleeved shirt, straightened her blue silk stockings, stood up and stepped out of the screen.

    "Old doctor," she said warmly, "I took your medicine yesterday and I feel back to normal."

    The old doctor stared at her, a strange color flashing across his old eyes.

    He said: "Sit down, I will check your pulse."

    After checking his pulse, he looked even more surprised.

    Nan Baoyi not only recovered, but was also very healthy. Even her complexion looked more rosy and clear than the previous two days.

    Does his medicine really have such a miraculous effect?

    "But what's wrong?" Nan Baoyi was curious.

    The old doctor shook his head, "Miss Nan is normal, and the fish sores she contracted has been cured. It seems that the medicine is effective."

    "It's effective. It's just that my stomach hurts after drinking it, and there are a lot of bruises on my body." Nan Baoyi reported her situation to him, "Old doctor, do you want to try milder herbal medicine? Jueyuan Temple  For other people infected with fish sores, I have to trouble you to continue their diagnosis and treatment."

    "Just call me Dr. Jiang."

    The old man knocked on the Eight Immortals table and responded casually.

    Nan Baoyi nodded and said: "Old Doctor Jiang, you promised me yesterday that if I test medicine for you, you would be willing to cure my leg disease"

    The old man came to his senses.

    He took out a pack of plaster from the medicine box, "Take it and stick it on your knee, one piece a day for half a month."

    Nan Baoyi took it and lowered his head to smell it.

    The plaster exudes a strong medicinal fragrance, which smells very good.

    After the old man left, she picked up her silk underwear and put plaster on her knees.

    Ning Wanzhou fed Nan Baozhu a bowl of warm water, "Nan Xiaowu, do you trust that old guy?"

    Nan Baoyi Smoothing Plaster hesitated on this issue.

    At first, she also thought that there was something wrong with Dr. Jiang, but after drinking his medicine yesterday, she was clearly cured again (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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