The door knocked outside, then opened a crack, and a piece of sanitary napkin was stuffed through the crack of the door, "Ge'er."
Qingge's cheeks turned red with embarrassment. She took the sanitary napkin and put it away. As soon as she opened the door, she was hugged by Na Hanjue and sat back on the bed.
He carefully checked her wrist pulse again and frowned, "It was Tang Yanyan's poisonous needle that caused it!"
"Huh?" Qing Ge raised her eyes to look at him.
His big hands kept massaging her abdomen in circles, bringing up a warmth and relieving the pain a little.
"Tang Yanyan's poison needle has been tempered with several kinds of poisons, including the extremely cold poison, which collides with your qi and blood. Fortunately, you have been taking the anti-drug holy product since you were a child, and you just took the Yuhan Pill, otherwise her tempered needle
The poisonous needles filled with all kinds of poisons must have killed you a long time ago. Now it's just qi and blood blockage and menstrual blood is not smooth. It just needs to be adjusted." He patted her gently to comfort her, and there was a smile between his brows and eyes.
The gentle tone is unmatched by the coldness, and the evil and sycophantic murderous aura in his body makes people suffocate.
How dare you touch his song, you are seeking death!
Lan bowed and walked in, put the glass vial in Na Hanjue's hand without looking away, and then bowed and walked out.
Na Hanjue opened the cap of the small glass bottle, and suddenly the room was filled with a refreshing fragrance, "Open your mouth."
Qingge opened her mouth obediently, and Na Hanjue poured out the transparent and viscous liquid from the glass bottle, and fell between Qingge's lips and teeth. It was like nectar, with a long-lasting taste, and her lips and teeth were fragrant.
"What is this? It tastes so delicious." Qing Ge felt that as soon as he swallowed the liquid in his mouth, a warm current flowed through his limbs and bones, and his lower abdomen instantly stopped hurting. The effect was like a bloody advertisement.
"Good thing, my Ge'er will never have a stomachache due to coldness in the future!" Na Hanjue kissed Qing Ge on the forehead, with a faint look of satisfaction in her eyebrows.
He did not tell Qingge that it was a rare treasure more precious than the Yuhan Pill. It was made from the cherry tomatoes passed down from ancient times. Women could take it to strengthen their body and keep their beauty. No matter what situation she encountered in the future, she would
No more menstrual pain.
Although Na Hanjue didn't explain, Qing Ge was also an expert in using poison to detoxify. Naturally, she understood the preciousness of the liquid in this glass bottle. He actually gave it to her without blinking an eye and watched her drink it.
After taking it, he still looked satisfied, as if he had obtained some rare treasure. This man is really...
"Thank you!" Qingge murmured.
"Idiot, tell me how to thank you!" He flicked her forehead, but not hard, "Have a good rest, and when you feel better, I'll treat you to a good show!"
"What's the show?" Qingge's body hurt and she was really tired, so she lay down obediently.
"You'll know when you see it!" Na Hanjue sneered, with a frightening ferocity between his eyebrows.
"..." Qingge closed her eyes.
Maybe in this world, one thing really comes down to the other, right?
I don’t know whether she restrained Nahanjue or Nahanjue restrained her. In short, he was completely different in front of others and in front of her.
When in front of others, he was just like the first time he met her, cold, ruthless, and aloof. Although he looked charming and enchanting like a demon, he turned into a ruthless and cold Hell Shura with just a frown on his brows, and could kill her with just a slight move of his lips.
