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2160 Physiotherapy

The female nurse's eyes flashed with surprise as she looked at the beautiful girl who walked into the ward. Oh my God, this is not His Royal Highness Prince Makouchi. Am I right? She... Who is he to the patient? He actually stewed the chicken soup himself.

Come here, could it be that the ugly man on the hospital bed is her elder and a member of the royal family?

Thinking of this, she was even more awe-struck, not even daring to express her anger. She stood aside with a respectful look on her face and glanced over with curious eyes.

"Chicken soup?" Ximen Lang asked in confusion, "Why are you making this for me?"

Zhenzi glanced at him dissatisfied and said angrily: "Of course it's for you to replenish your body... I checked on the Internet and found out what supplements you should take to supplement your body. You hurt that part, so I stewed a black bone for you.

Chicken, drink it while it's hot."

Sweat, what’s the point, what you eat is what you eat, and chickens are used to supplement chickens. Where does the scientific basis come from? Ximen Lang secretly cursed, his stomach was full of food, and he didn’t want to eat at all in a short period of time. He was a little embarrassed, "Thank you, Makoto."

It's your kind intention, but I'm full..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted arrogantly by the other party, "No, you have to drink the chicken soup, otherwise, I will have wasted my efforts for a long time. Besides, your injury requires drinking this."

Regardless of whether Ximen Langtong agreed or not, Mako put the thermos bucket in his hand on the dining table and unscrewed the lid. Immediately, hot air surged out and rose into the air, and a rich aroma filled the air.

"Go out first. I'll call you if I need anything." Mako ordered the female nurse. The latter respectfully agreed and left quickly.

Like a virtuous little daughter-in-law, Mako poured the chicken soup into the lid of a thermos cup that was comparable to a small bowl, held it over, and said softly: "Drink it while it's hot. You became like this because of me. If you can't recover, you can."

I will feel very guilty. This is my first time making chicken soup, and I have gone through a lot of troubles. You can see my hands are burning red."

Unknowingly, her name for Ximen Lang changed from you to you, and the distance between the two people also became much closer.

Qian Qiansu stretched out her hand. It was as white and tender as jade, with delicate and slender fingers. The nails were slightly long and coated with transparent nail polish. They were crystal clear like pink agate. The whole hand was like a work of art. However, a crescent-shaped mark appeared below the tiger's mouth.

The red mark ruined the overall beauty. There is no doubt that this is the burnt area.

After thinking about his identity, he was the only prince in the entire RB. He was pampered all day long and could only enter the hall and not the kitchen. When had he ever dealt with pots and pans, but now he personally cooked a pot for him?

Chicken soup, this friendship is enough to move people.

It is most difficult to accept the kindness of a beauty. For a while, Ximen Lang forgot about the unpleasant holiday between the two of them, and felt that it was hard to refuse the kindness. He bit the bullet and agreed, "Okay, I'll drink..."

The kindness of a drop of water should be repaid with a spring of water! Ximenlang followed this principle to the letter, so he poured a thermos of chicken soup into his stomach, and he couldn't distinguish the smell from the fragrance. He just felt that the soup was almost full of water.

It overflowed into my throat, and I didn't dare to move for fear that it would all spurt out.

Seeing him giving face like this, Zhenzi said with a bright smile: "Well done, you are really like a buddy."

Ximen Lang, whose belly looked like that of a pregnant woman, could only smile bitterly. I never want to drink chicken soup again!

Mako was very familiar with the facilities in the ward. She walked to the bedside and bent down to press the green button on the control panel. As a result, most of the snow-white tunics under her short skirt were exposed, making her more plump.

Suddenly, Ximen Lang discovered this wonderful sight and hurriedly stared at it to enjoy it.

Mako clicked on the green button. When she turned around, she noticed the teacher's fiery gaze. Not only was she not angry at all, but she smiled sweetly and asked, "Does it look good?"

As if he had been caught red-handed as a thief, Ximen Lang was very embarrassed and said nonchalantly: "It's very beautiful and has a beautiful shape..."

Mako giggled, "Teacher, you're so horny!"

I am quite horny. Ximen Lang has the courage to admit this comment, "All men are horny, and I am no exception. In fact, women don't know our thoughts. You dress up as beautiful as flowers, and you are not giving us men."

See."

Mako nodded, admiration flashed in his eyes, "Don't say it yet, what the teacher said makes sense."

"Of course, there is an old saying in our Z country, which is that women should look good to please themselves. This is the truth..."

There was a soft knock on the door, and a young and beautiful female nurse walked in, bowed first, and then said: "Sir, Nurse No. 027 Hao Chiqiu is here to serve you. Do you have any instructions?"

Before Ximenlang could respond, Zhenzi said directly: "Please put away the tableware and other things."

"Yes." She agreed, and the female nurse started working quickly. After a while, she finished cleaning up, and Mako asked her to leave.

After all, he is a young man and his metabolism is very fast. After a while, Ximen Lang felt less uncomfortable, but he had the urge to urinate. It is estimated that all the nutrients in the can of chicken soup were absorbed by the body, and the water turned into the urge to urinate.

The arrival of Zhenzi turned Ximenlang into a real patient again. He was afraid that the other party would find out that he was pretending, and a look of pain appeared on his face from time to time.

Mako asked with concern: "Teacher, has the doctor given you physical therapy?"

As soon as Ximen Lang heard the word "physiotherapy", he immediately thought of the female doctor Ayahime Chishima treating him with red lips, and the intense scene of the two people changing various positions came to mind...

When the vigorous young man thought that these things were still good, he immediately reacted. Ximenlang, who was thirsty, was afraid that Zhenzi would notice the changes in his body, so he replied in a panic: "I did it..."

"So how are you now? Do you still feel pain?" Mako couldn't help but look at the injured part, and opened his mouth in surprise, "Teacher, why do you seem to be more swollen?"

Hearing her scream, Ximen Lang glanced over and saw two fleshy red lips, and even a pink lilac tongue. He thought maliciously in his heart, is it such a fuss? Be careful if the teacher puts that thing in your mouth.

He was wondering if Mako had any experience in this field and whether his ventriloquism skills were as good as those of a female doctor.

"Well...it's like this after physical therapy." He said nonsense.

Mako felt sad for a while, blaming his brother for causing the teacher to suffer like this. "Does it still hurt?"

"Ah, of course it hurts, but it's better than before. I guess the condition will get better with a few more physical treatments." The female doctor's physical therapy made him feel very comfortable. Even though she was older, she was still well maintained and tight.

It was as good as before, especially the kind of charm that young girls don't have, as well as the skillful skills, which made him very nostalgic and wished he could have more physical treatments.


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