Super Red Packet

Chapter 127 Pregnancy Marks on Palm
Even though Meng Xiaoben's personality was sloppy, he couldn't help being a little embarrassed at this time, so he said, "Then, I won't bother you anymore, and I'll talk to Principal Hai about my affairs some other day."

Principal Hai was overjoyed, and while walking towards the hall, he said, "Xiao Ben, Han Qiao, there is no generation gap between the two of you, you talk about yours, and Director Liu and I will talk about work, we can do both."

Ouyang Han thought for a moment, stood up, pulled Xiao Ben's arm, and said, "Let's go to the study and talk, let Director Liu be in the living room."

Principal Hai said, "That's better, better."

Ouyang Han happened to enter the study with Meng Xiaoben.

Ouyang Han cleverly closed the door.

The study room is very large, with bookshelves on both sides of the wall, filled with various professional bookcases, and a set of large encyclopedias.On the antique shelf next to the other wall, there are various antiques.At first glance, it is a valuable treasure.

There is a picture of "Four Plum Blossoms" by Yang Wujiu on the wall, I don't know if it is authentic or not, Meng Xiaoben is inconvenient to ask, so he sits on a chair.

Ouyang Han happened to peel an orange for Meng Xiaoben and delivered it to him.

When Meng Xiaoben took the orange, he deliberately touched her hand.

It is estimated that in the provincial government, she is often touched by the head of the government. She didn't care, but smiled with ambiguous meaning, and asked: "You know Chinese medicine, I just have a question to ask."

"Ask, my family's ancestors are Hua Tuo's closed disciples, generations of Chinese medicine practitioners, some things that have been deposited by our ancestors." Meng Xiaoben took the opportunity to show off.

About showing off, Meng Xiaoben has his own opinion.

Showing off can be offensive, but it's more of a positive.

If you don't show off, it is impossible for others to know your level.

Everyone looks down on you, what's your modesty? !
"Really?" Ouyang Hanqiao's eyes lit up, "Then I have found the right person."

"Tell me, I am willing to do my best."

"I am 27 years old this year. I have been married to Lao Zhao for two years. To tell you the truth, we have been married for seven or eight years, but I have never... that... you know what I mean " Ouyang Han Qiaoqiao blushed, showing some embarrassment.

Meng Xiaoben looked at her tightly wrapped slender waist, and then looked up at her bust and hips. The proportions of the measurements are appropriate, full of femininity, and the skin is good, indicating that the estrogen secretion is normal.

Why not get pregnant?

Is it Principal Hai's fault?
An old husband and a young wife, so Principal Hai is quite suspicious.

From the outside, the land is very fertile, but I don't know if the seeds are old millet?

Meng Xiaoben first suspected that there was something wrong with Principal Hai, but it was inconvenient for him to speak out directly.

Meng Xiaoben pretended to think, and after a while, he said softly: "Solve the matter between husband and wife together, and you will find the root of the problem."

Ouyang Hanqiao giggled again.

When she smiled, her two curved eyebrows looked very moving: "You are very good at talking. Although you speak very reservedly, I still understand what you mean."

"Tell me."

"Let me tell you, our family's old Zhao is fine. He has been checked twice in the hospital. The quality is medium, and the quantity is 9000 million, all within the normal range."

"It's normal, I think so too. Headmaster Hai is majestic."

Her husband was praised, and he was "majestic", which showed that she did not marry an old man.

Ouyang Han likes to hear these words.

"Yes, so the problem must be on me." Ouyang Hanqiao nodded in agreement.

Ouyang Hanqiao very straightforwardly admitted that he had a problem. Meng Xiaoben felt very comfortable when he heard it: This woman does not seem to have the scheming of women in ordinary scenes. She is not deep in the city, innocent and cute.

"Oh, since it's your problem, I'll give it a try and see if I can check it out? Stretch out your hand first..."

Ouyang Han heard it by chance, and put his left hand flat on the table.

Meng Xiaoben gently stretched out two fingers, pressed on her wrist, and slowly felt the pulse.

The skin on her wrist is very delicate, pressing on the skin is like pressing on tofu.

Meng Xiaoben cut the tofu for a while, moved his finger away reluctantly, and said slowly: "There is no problem with the pulse condition, your pulse condition is cheerful and powerful,"

"Oh, amazing." Ouyang Han nodded cleverly, "There is an old doctor in the Provincial Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine who gave me my pulse, and what he said was exactly the same as yours."

Meng Xiaoben was a little proud and shook his head: "The conclusion should be the same for professional pulse."

Ouyang Hanqiao laughed again: "Are you saying that you are very professional!"

Meng Xiaoben found that the conversation between the two was becoming more and more speculative, so he jokingly said, "I'm a gynecologist. I specialize in various gynecological problems, including infertility."

Ouyang Han cleverly covered his mouth with his hands, and giggled gracefully.

When she smiled, her chest rose and fell, causing Meng Xiao to feel hot.

Ouyang Han happened to stop laughing, "I heard you look like a quack doctor, posting small advertisements on the street. Let me ask you, have you ever posted small advertisements on the street?"

Haha, it seems that she thought I was a poor boy!

If a person is poor, he is looked down upon.

I had to show her off a little bit.

No woman likes a poor man, unless a little fool under the age of 20.

Meng Xiaoben thought for a while and said, "I did put up a small advertisement. That night, I drove a Cayenne to the street, and just as I was about to post it on a telephone pole, an urban management officer came over and shouted: 'If you paste graffiti, you will be fined two yuan. Hundred'. I ran to my Cayenne right away. The city guard saw me running to the Cayenne, thought I was going to take a knife, and was so scared that I ran away faster than a rabbit."

When Ouyang Han heard it by chance, the story was obviously made up, but she pretended not to realize that it was fake, and asked "interestedly", "What happened next?"

"Later, I drove to make a big sword."

Ouyang Han nodded cleverly, and looked at Meng Xiaoben with interest: "The quack doctor who prescribes cayenne? Interesting, interesting."

Meng Xiaoben smiled and said, "Open your right hand, I'll see the stretch marks."

Ouyang Hanqiao was obviously conquered by Cayenne, with a little more admiration in his eyes, he opened his right hand obediently.

Meng Xiaoben pinched her right hand.

He examined the palm prints carefully.

The pregnancy line under the little finger is looming, intermittent.

The palm prints showed that it was indeed difficult for her to conceive at the moment, even if she worked diligently, it was all nonsense.

Principal Hai worked hard on the saline-alkali land every day, but of course nothing came of it.

"Judging from the palm prints, there are indeed some problems with your body, so you are currently unable to conceive." Meng Xiaoben said very expertly.

"What's the reason? Tell me quickly." Ouyang Han skillfully leaned her body forward and put her elbows on the table. In this way, her upper body was less than a foot away from Meng Xiaoben.

A warm air rushed over.

Meng Xiaoben took a deep breath, as if walking in a flowering locust forest in spring.

Meng Xiaoben twitched her right hand and pointed her palm with his fingers: "Look here, on the Kun position, the pregnancy line is looming, indicating that there are some changes in your body now."

(End of this chapter)