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    She touched her neck absentmindedly, is that person sick again?

    They are all women, and between women...it's absurd.

    Song Boxue was also ill...

    But this can't be an absurd excuse, Jiang Fanyin silently hid the dagger in his sleeve again, maybe there is still time to use it.

    On the other side, Song Boxue dragged Song shi away from Jiang Fanyin's yard, Song shi's head was empty and dumbfounded, and she didn't recover from the shock until her daughter let go of her arm.

    "You...you..."

    "Sister Jiang and I are innocent."

    "You gnawed people's necks like that, and you call them innocent?" Song Shi's face is full of you, do you think I will believe it? No wonder she believed it.

    Seeing this, Song Boxue quickly patted her chest and swore, "I really don't think anything wrong with Sister Jiang."

    She is also very helpless. Who knows why she suddenly ushered in a fever period last night and drank so much alcohol. If she is sober, she will not provoke Jiang Fanyin.

    That is the heroine, the heroine who can break her legs!

    Song shi looked at Song Boxue's serious swearing face, then raised her hand and jabbed her forehead violently for a while: "There is no reason to think that you can gnaw people's necks like that, you should be The old lady is a three-year-old child, I believe your nonsense, I let you talk nonsense, I let you do nonsense, let you dare to act..."

    Song Boxue hugged her head and hid: "Oh, last night was just an accident. I really didn't mess around, so I just kissed a few times."

    Song's hand stopped when he heard the words, he stopped poking now, and slapped Song Boxue's head with his palm: "It's just like kissing a few times, and you lied to me, look. I won't teach you a lesson for your dead ghost father."

    There was a sound of beating and scolding in the room, and the servants guarding the courtyard turned their heads and pretended not to hear. , It seems that there is no sense of disobedience to be chased and beaten by the old lady.

    At this moment, Jiang Fanyin came.

    "Meet Miss Jiang."

    Although the county magistrate said that this is a distant relative who came to defect, but looking at the appearance and bearing of others, Bacheng is the future magistrate's wife, and their servants do not dare to neglect.

    And according to unreliable sources, there seems to be a marriage contract between this Miss Jiang and the county magistrate, so it is not perfunctory.

    Jiang Fanyin nodded and looked at the closed door in the yard. There was a faint sound of Song's shouting. She touched the silk scarf around her neck. Appears abrupt.

    "Where's Master Song?"

    "The lord and the old lady are in the room."

    Jiang Fanyin's eyes flashed with hesitation, and then he said lightly: "Please tell me."

    She still has to save her father, so some things can only be tolerated for the time being.

    The gatekeeper hurriedly trotted into the yard and knocked on the door: "Sir, Madam, please see Miss Jiang."

    The noise in the room stopped abruptly, and then saw the Song family pushing the door out.

    Song took a few glances at the silk scarf on Jiang Fanyin's neck, and said in a complicated tone: "Sanskrit is here, I have taught that little conscience, you have something to say."

    It's annoying, she can't just enjoy it in peace, no matter what, just let the two of them go.

    Jiang Fanyin bowed her head and saluted, and walked into the room after watching Song Shi leave.

    In the room, Song Boxue was rubbing her head. This cheap old lady is really ruthless. If she were to turn over a group of people in minutes, how could she be beaten.

    Seeing Jiang Fanyin come in, she put down her hand, and her eyes fell on the white silk scarf.

    This... the heroine knows?

    Song Boxue was stunned, and for a while she stared at the silk scarf around Jiang Fanyin's neck, forgetting to speak.

    It was Jiang Fanyin who gave her a step down first: "Did you get sick again last night?"

    Sick?

    Song Boxue raised her eyebrows, borrowed her donkey and said, "That's right, I'm sick. This disease lasts a few days every month. Sister Jiang, aren't you scared?"

    The heroine is really understanding, no, it should be said that she is really clever, the excuse of being sick is really good.

    However, how did the fever last night ease, just kiss Jiang Fanyin a few times?

    Doesn't this mean that just a few kisses are the same as taking an inhibitor?

    Saved!

    The next second, she felt a chill in her heart. Could it be that she will also rely on Jiang Fanyin to ease the torturous fever period in the future?

    Then let's give up the treatment, this leg probably won't be saved...

    Jiang Fanyin glanced at her, then unconsciously touched the silk scarf on her neck: "I'm fine, your illness is more important, have you seen a doctor?"

    I get sick every month, and she only met twice in less than a month.

    Tie her up once, tie her neck once…

    She looked at Song Boxue, what kind of strange disease is this?

    Song Boxue listened to Jiang Fanyin's question, and she couldn't help but be vigilant. She had to answer this question properly, or she would accidentally reveal her stuffing one day, and I'm afraid her legs would not be protected. After all, the protagonist of this book is the heroine.

    She let out a long sigh, and seemed to be distressed: "Actually, this disease has only occurred in the past two months. It is already an adventure for me to pretend to be a man. How dare I go to the doctor, even my mother is hiding it. Let's keep her from worrying."

    It means that you know what I know, and God knows it, so that you won't be afraid of revealing the stuff.

    Jiang Fanyin's eyes froze, no one knows? Maybe this is an opportunity...

    She raised her eyes and looked at Song Boxue: "Apart from the night, have you ever had an illness during the day?"

    Song Boxue shook his head: "Not yet, maybe in the future."

    In the physiology class, it was said that the fever period usually lasts a few days every month, and it is not divided into day and night, and she is not sure about the future.

    But why did the hostess ask these questions, she felt like she cared about her.

    She did read several medical books and knew some pulse conditions, and at most she could deal with some simple diseases, such strange diseases must have never been encountered or even unheard of.

    But this is an opportunity, she can't miss it, she can't be trapped in the back house of the county government all the time.

    "What do you think?"

    Song Boxue raised her eyebrows, does the heroine still have medical skills?

    How come she hasn't seen it in the book, but she also skimmed through some plots roughly, and it's normal to miss some details.

    Jiang Fanyin pondered for a moment, then sat next to Song Boxue: "Tan Shou, I'll take your pulse."

    Song Boxue silently followed suit, lifted his sleeves, and put his hand on Zhuo Zi.

    Plain white and slender fingers fell on the wrist, and the cool fingertips touched the warm skin. The difference in temperature made Song Boxue's wrist tremble. When Jiang Fanyin looked over, he couldn't bear it verb: move.

    Jiang Fanyin touched her pulse and asked, "How is the feeling different from before?"

    The pulse is stable, not like a sick person, is it a heart disease?

    The corner of Song Boxue's mouth twitched slightly. Isn't the feeling at the time of the onset the same as the fever period?

    "Dry tongue, thirsty, hot, want to kiss you... no, want to kiss someone else."

    Jiang Fanyin's fingers trembled and said coldly, "Have you ever kissed anyone?"

    Song Boxue said calmly, "No, I only kissed you..."

    Why does this dialogue feel weird?

    Jiang Fanyin still had a cold face: "What about other than that?"

    "Other than that...I feel better after kissing you."

    When the voice fell, Jiang Fanyin's brows sank, and Song Boxue explained, "I don't know what happened, but the symptoms were inexplicably relieved."

    Jiang Fanyin gave her a deep look, and said lightly: "There is no problem with seeing the pulse, it is probably a heart disease."

    Xu has been disguising herself as a man for a long time, and she always wants to keep a distance from others.

    Song Boxue nodded, "Yes, I think so too." Otherwise, is there a better explanation?

    Jiang Fanyin retracted her hand and tapped twice on the table with the index finger of her right hand.

    Song Boxue's eyes fell on Jiang Fanyin's finger, and she didn't understand what the heroine was trying to do?

    This concern is too unreasonable, and they don't seem to be so familiar with each other.

    For a long time, Jiang Fanyin said indifferently: "You can't do it like this, why don't I stay by your side, and take care of it if you get sick."

    Care? How to take care of it?

    Song Boxue's eyes darkened: "This... how do you say this?"

    This...isn't it too exciting!

    Jiang Fanyin's eyes flickered, and he said slowly, "It's not inappropriate for you to be alone, and there is no book boy beside you."

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    The author has something to say:

    Jiang Fanyin: If you are sick, treat it as soon as possible...