Reading through the book: The evil first wife of the first assistant family is a miracle doctor

Shen Hongyi's face was solemn and hesitant: "Would you like to observe further? I think Old Man Lu's medical skills are good and bad."

"If Zou Hansan is cured, it means that he has been hiding his clumsiness before. Madam Su is his apprentice, and her medical skills are so good. How can the master be any worse?"

"I heard from Zou Da that you were diagnosed with a fatal vein?"

"Then there is nothing to be afraid of. After I die, you will help Zou Da and take care of these people on the mountain. One day, you will return to the capital."

After Ye Qianqian and Su Moyang had a heart-to-heart relationship, the two became inseparable and deeply in love.

Now, I rested openly on the man's arm, smelling the fresh air, and took a nap comfortably.

It's nice to be in love.

Su Moyang's hand wrapped in a rice dumpling hooked a strand of her hair, his gaze lingering.

He wanted to stay with her like this until he grew old.

After just resting for a moment, Chi Zhao knocked on the door.

"Doctor Lu, please ask the mistress to come over. The patient is in critical condition."

Every operation comes with risks. Ye Qianqian was calm and quickly rushed over.

Lu Liang was sweating profusely, "Master, he has a high fever that won't go down no matter what. He also has vomiting and severe sweating."

"It's a hyperthyroid crisis!"

In this era when medicines are scarce and it doesn't matter what you want, even if she has experience, she is still in trouble.

Ye Qianqian tried her best to calm herself down.

All the unexpected treatment options after hyperthyroidism surgery flashed through my mind.

Nowadays, only traditional Chinese medicine can be used, and the results are slow. Whether he can survive depends on his fate.

"Seaweed, green peel, tangerine peel, Fritillaria, forsythia, kelp, licorice, Duhuo, water two poisons, fry for eight minutes, go!"

Fortunately, when someone went to invite Lu Liang, Ye Qianqian gave him a list of all the herbal medicines used to fight hyperthyroidism.

This seaweed jade pot soup is also among them.

Lu Liang quickly picked it out from the medicine box and went to boil the medicine.

Ye Qianqian is supplemented with acupuncture to suppress complications.

Su Moyang couldn't help. Seeing her tense face and extremely serious, he felt distressed and thought of learning some medical skills.

She jumped on the bed, knelt down and massaged the naked man. He knew he was saving people and shouldn't think too much, but...

Outside the door, Li Gang and Zou Da were all shocked.

What did they hear?

Doctor Lu calls Madam Su his master!

So, she is the one who can really cure diseases?

Lu Liang ignored the two of them and boiled the medicine and brought it in.

After working hard for a long time, Zou Hansan finally stabilized and his high fever began to subside.

"For three days, continue taking the medication without stopping."

Ye Qianqian staggered and was quickly hugged by Su Moyang with quick eyes and hands.

"I'm dizzy for a moment." She hugged his waist.

"Well, let's go rest."

Su Moyang simply picked her up and strode outside.

"Doctor Ye, my brother..." Zou Dazhi asked urgently.

Su Moyang suddenly became angry: "Go away——"

The gentle young master turned evil again because of the woman in his arms.

Ye Qianqian reached out and touched his cold face.

"What are you so angry about?"

"He deserves to die a long time ago. You tried your best, but there is really no need to go all out. I have never seen a doctor as...stupid as you."

"You don't know." Ye Qianqian knew that he was distressed.

I just tried all kinds of rescue methods, but without machine assistance, I was really exhausted.

"It is very sad to witness a life disappearing in your own hands. Even if you are used to seeing life and death, you will be depressed for a period of time. I am not fighting for others, but to give myself peace of mind.

As long as I am still a doctor, as long as the people I promise to save will not give up midway before declaring them dead. "

Su Moyang has known for a long time that she is different and she respects life very much.

Even in his opinion, it is a rancid life not worth the effort.

"Then, will my life be different compared to others?"

Ye Qianqian was stunned, grabbing his cheeks and tearing them apart.

"How come you are as childish as Sister Qiao!"

The two of them had already entered the guest room where they lived. Su Moyang closed the door with his foot and put her on the bed, still not smiling.

Pressing her down, he pressed her and asked, "Just tell me that when you saved me, it was just as different as when you saved others. You were also focused on finding the cause of the disease and suturing the skin."

He pulled off his clothes, grabbed her hand and put it on his chest.

"When you put your hands here, do you feel the same as if you put your hands on someone else?"

Is this kid too jealous?

What about his calm sophistication?

"why do not you talk?"

A chirping bird flew to the window lattice, and Ye Qianqian reflexively looked up.

"Answer me!" Su Moyang straightened her head, with the stubbornness of asking for the bottom of the casserole and the anger of being ignored in his eyes.

This guy is getting stronger and stronger!

That's pretty cool!

He's going to ride on her head!

Ye Qianqian traced the texture of his chest, and the skin under her hands went from warm to hot.

His breathing also began to change from a slowly flowing stream to an undercurrent.

The leaves seem to be really comparing.

He frowned and tilted his head: "It's different. Your figure is much better. It's the best I've ever touched."

The bones are well-proportioned, the muscles are firm, and the skin is naturally white, clean and refreshing.

Su Moyang's eyes were forbearing: "Have you touched a lot?"

"Not many, maybe a few hundred."

His eyes became dull and stunned, until the small hands on his chest touched the sensitivity on both sides. He couldn't help but trembled and let out a groan.

Both ears were red and bleeding.

Her careless touch would make him confused and defeated.

But her, what about her feelings for him?Is it the same as others?Is it the same as those hundreds of people?

Ye Qianqian retracted her hand in a hurry.

She found that teasing him was addictive and she seemed to be unable to control it. She always wanted to strip him naked and take a closer look.

Don't think too much, just look. I don't want to do anything, just observe.

"I'm lying to you. I've touched so many of them. What's there to touch about a stinky man? In my eyes, he's no different from a piece of dead pig skin."

"Of course you are different. To be honest, when I rescued you, I was actually very panicked and my hands always wanted to shake."

"Yes, I have had other thoughts about you for a long time. I just refused to admit it before."

"Are you satisfied, little man?"

When Su Moyang heard these words, his eyes gradually turned from disbelief to joy.

He is different.

He is different from others!

After the joy comes the shame and annoyance: "Don't call me young!"

His kiss fell again, with a thirst like the rain after a long drought.

The birds outside the window are chirping, and the ambiguity inside the house is like waves.

Love is conveyed through the lips and teeth, and the body is floating.

She heard the sound of flowers blooming.

Ye Qianqian woke up from her sleep.

The sky is bright, the sun is shining through the window, and the dust in the air is floating happily.

Su Moyang was not in bed, and there were voices outside the room.

Ye Qianqian rubbed her eyes and got out of bed and opened the door.

His lazy and disheveled look immediately caught people's attention, like an ignorant white rabbit suddenly breaking into a pack of wolves.

The young man suddenly approached, pushed her back, and closed the door.

With just this opening of her eyes, she could clearly see the situation outside.

A dozen big men knelt in front of the door, and the one in charge was Zou Da.

"What is this for?"