The Little Farmer's Daughter is a Divine Doctor

Dongfang Yi put out his hand and patted Wen Ruolan on the back: "not afraid, not afraid."

His forehead was full of sweat, his eyes were closed, his body temperature was rising, and he was convulsing with high fever.

Wen Ruolan took out the silver needle.

"Don't stab me."

Wen Ruolan held his hand: "I mean well, you know."

Dongfang Yi should have laughed, but the smile was too weak to distinguish: "tomorrow will be fine. Let's go out."

"Shut up Wen Ruolan finds the right silver needle and starts from scratch. Dongfang Yi wants to struggle, but he has no power to fight back.

Liuzi dares not to look at the medicine stove. Anshun asks him to come to protect his master. As soon as he gets to the door, he sees Wen Ruolan untie Dongfang Yi's belt smartly. In an instant, he arrives at the bedside, and his voice is cold: "I'll come."

Wen Ruolan looked back, with beads of sweat hanging on her nose: "can you use me? I'm not afraid of any of my daughters. Will he be? "

Liu Zi, who almost choked tears, stood beside him.

Wen Ruolan pick eyebrows: "send in a few lanterns to illuminate."

When she unties her skirt, Wen Ruolan sees a scar in the lower half of Dongfang Yi's heart. Because it's been a long time, the scar is very small, like a worm lying under her heart.

How painful is it when his mother gives him a knife?

Since he can walk, he has been fighting with wolves. How hard is his heart? No wonder he always says to kill them. It turns out that all these things are deeply rooted since he was a child. People who threaten him will die. This is the safest way.

After the silver needle, Wen Ruolan begins to cool Dongfang Yi physically. At this time, the man on the bed doesn't know. He has nothing else but a pair of dirty pants.

Finally, the temperature came down. Wen Ruolan was relieved and covered his body with his robe. He sat beside him and looked at the light in a daze.

At first, she suspected that it was a mental illness, but now it's confirmed, and she can't do anything about it. She can't become his mother's concubine.

The most important thing is that as long as this man is not cured, it's easy for her to kill him if he is killed by others. But his weakness is too obvious. The sound of broken porcelain, oh, there are so many strange diseases.

"Liuzi, look for porcelain. The more, the better." Wen Ruolan has made up her mind. If she can't follow her, she will go against her. Once her opponent finds out such a weakness, Dongfang Yi or an immortal will die a hundred times.

Liuzi hesitated.

Wen Ruolan frowned: "do you want me to find it myself?"

"Good." Liuzi went out for a moment and came in with a large pile of cups and dishes and put them on the table.

"No matter what happens, don't come in." Wen Ruolan washed his hands in the basin: "otherwise, don't blame me for blowing the pillow."

Liuzi knows the master's mind best and goes back. Whether he can get in or not depends on what Wen Ruolan wants to do.

Wen Ruolan is sleepless. He holds Dongfang Yi's wrist and carefully studies his pulse. After a long time, Wen Ruolan finds that Dongfang Yi's eyes are turning in his eyelids.

He released his hand and said softly in his heart, "Dongfang Yi, I'm sorry."

Came to the table, picked up a pile of porcelain fell to the ground.

All of a sudden, Liuzi's eyes almost came out, but it was obviously too late to stop.

Dongfang Yi just feels that the harsh voice makes him hate. He suddenly opens his eyes and looks at the source of the voice. Wen Ruolan suddenly holds another pile of them. This time, he falls directly in his own direction.

"You want to die!" Liuzi was crazy and rushed in like an eagle.

Faster than him was Dongfang Yi, who stepped in front of Wen Ruolan. His face was so blue that he gave a low drink: "Liuzi!"

Wen Ruolan blinked and saw Liuzi kneel on the ground with a plop. She felt pain for Liuzi's knee. There were pieces everywhere on the ground.

"Master, I can't stay." Liuzi's eyes are very cold. He doesn't even need Dongfang Yi to nod. As long as he moves away, he must strangle the woman himself!

Dongfang Yi raised his hand: "you..."

There was a crash. With a sharp and harsh voice, Dongfang Yi and Liuzi turned back at the same time.

Wen Ruolan looks at Dongfang Yi and raises her chin provocatively: "what? Do you want to strangle me, too? "

"Get out!" Dongfang Yi's face is livid and roars.

Liuzi gritted his teeth and took Wen Ruolan as his first step.

"Let you out!" Dongfang Yi's eyes are like a knife. Liuzi stops in an instant. He thinks it's Wen Ruolan's going out, but it's him.

In the room, there are broken porcelains everywhere, and there is a blood bead on Wen Ruolan's face, which is like a little cinnabar on the white lotus, stimulating Dongfang Yi's vision.

And he, shortness of breath, clenched his hands into fists.

"Dongfang Yi..."

"Say, what do you know?" Dongfang Yi reaches out and grabs Wen Ruolan's arm: "isn't Anshun? Is that him? "

Wen Ruolan closes her mouth. She is afraid when she sees Dongfang Yi's eyes turn red. But now she just wants to let Dongfang Yi feel that the broken porcelain is so serious?

"You should find some more wolves, wenruolan. You are so cruel." Dongfang Yi suddenly released his hand and stepped back two steps.

Wen Ruolan was relieved. At that moment, she found Dongfang Yi's strong heart. If he didn't want to, he would not have a headache.

"You're afraid Liuzi will kill me." Wen Ruolan laughed: "so I don't dare to hurt any more, do I?"

Dongfang Yi breathed out and turned around: "tomorrow! You're gone forever. "

Wen Ruolan slowly approached Dongfang Yi and said with a smile, "I didn't expect that you are still the kind of man who looks thin in clothes and has meat in clothes. Dongfang Yi, did anyone tell you that you have a good figure?"

Dongfang Yi tries to suppress the rolling anger and nameless anger in his heart with his eyes closed.

Wen Ruolan bent down to pick up some large pieces of porcelain and fell down. He felt that Dongfang Yi turned around and immediately stood up with a smile: "here, you look good naked."

Dongfang Yi suddenly lowers his head, and his face turns white with a brush. When he looks up again, he almost flashes to the bed and pulls his robe over him.

Wen Ruolan stepped on the debris to the bedside, turned around and sat down: "Hey, you are always shameless to bully me, but now you are afraid? No, it's shyness. A big man is shy and doesn't feel embarrassed? "

Dongfang Yi keeps her eyes closed and refuses to pay attention to her.

"I take off your clothes, cool you down, give you an injection, and give you some stimulation. Don't you thank me?" Wen Ruolan looked at him with a smile: "also, your sixth son wants to kill me, do you want to?"

Dongfang Yi opens his eyes in an instant, which makes Wen Ruolan shrink his neck and say something from his heart. He is still scared.

Dongfang Yi just glanced at her, then closed her eyes and leaned against the wall a little tired: "you're so capable. I can't stand you."

Wen Ruolan wanted to laugh for a moment. This reason really made people speechless. What's the relationship between them? In her heart, it is the relationship between a patient and a doctor, or a barefoot doctor. Of course, there are some other disputes, but does it have anything to do with being able to bear?

Get up: "good."