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203. The female doctor who messed up the mandarin ducks

"There's a cup there. Make her a cup of brown sugar water and let her have a good rest." The female doctor directed Wu Yifan like a commander, then turned around and asked Cheng Ningyou, "Is the pain better now?"

The tone is very friendly, like a parent asking a child.

"It seems to be getting better." Cheng Ningyou felt it seriously, and it seemed that the pain was relieved a lot after lying down.

The female doctor said, "If you feel comfortable lying down, just keep lying there. Remember to take a good rest when you go home later and don't touch cold water."

After saying that, she turned around and reminded Wu Yifan, "Remember, you can wash your clothes yourself and do your housework first, do you hear me?"

Wu Yifan nodded with good temper, "I heard it, I heard it."

Pei Mochen, if you don't raise the price for tomorrow's painting, you're really sorry for me. I sold myself as a coolie and had to buy brown sugar. Most importantly, I was scolded by a warm-hearted doctor. What I did tonight as a flower protector was a loss of power and a disgrace to the country.

Cheng Ningyou sneered and looked at Wu Yifan's fair hands holding brown sugar water and putting it to his lips to test the temperature of the water. Suddenly, her mind flashed back to Pei Mochen's serious and gentle look when he gave her the little apple.

What would it be like if it were him tonight? Would he feel the same way if he was lectured by a female doctor?

The corners of her mouth could not help but tilt up slightly, and her bright eyes were fixed in the middle. You could tell at a glance that she was thinking about something.

"Senior sister..."

"Senior sister, come back soon."

Wu Yifan called Cheng Ningyou twice before Cheng Ningyou came back to his senses and said, "Huh?"

"Would you like to drink?"

Cheng Ningyou looked at the brown sugar water Wu Yifan brought to her, and said "oh" before reaching out to take it.

The female doctor happened to come in from outside. When she saw Cheng Ningyou getting up to drink brown sugar water, she hurriedly stepped forward and scolded Wu Yifan, "She shouldn't move too much. You don't know how to help her up."

"Oh." Wu Yifan put down the brown sugar water in a good-tempered manner, walked to the bedside of Cheng Ningyou, held up her head with one hand, and picked up the brown sugar water with the other hand and fed it into Cheng Ningyou's mouth.

Cheng Ningyou said, "I'll do it myself."

He took the brown sugar water from Wu Yifan's hand and drank it in big gulps, "Hey, thank you."

The female doctor looked at the picture in front of her and smiled with satisfaction.

Wu Yifan's eyes just happened to glance at the smile on her face. God knows what this enthusiastic aunt was thinking, and she was messing around.

His eyes returned to Cheng Ningyou, and his hand instinctively touched her lower abdomen. His eyes showed a little tenderness inadvertently, "Does it still hurt?"

Her tone was full of concern, and her slender white fingers gently pressed twice on her lower abdomen before retracting.

With one hand in the pocket of his suit pants, his eyes wandered over Cheng Ningyou.

How could someone so skinny fight four people by herself? It hurt so much that her clothes were soaked with sweat. How could she hold on without even making a sound?

After thinking hard, I finally determined that she is an extremely strong female man.

Cheng Ningyou blinked, shook his head and replied, "It doesn't seem to hurt anymore."

But a new problem arises. Where is my aunt who is hurting so much now? Why hasn’t the flood been released yet?

Wu Yifan didn't know what she was thinking. Hearing that she said it didn't hurt anymore, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Then let's go."

As he spoke, he bent down to help Cheng Ning get up.

The female doctor was dissatisfied when she saw this move, "How did you come here, and how do you go back."

Wu Yifan was stunned by the elder's words. What posture did he come from, and what posture did he use to return? What do you mean?

I recommend Yu Qi’s novel about strong women, "The Elegance of the First Daughter: The Evil King Forcibly Marries the Concubine Against Heaven," which is a cool article and very interesting.


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