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Chapter 877 The Doctor's Strict Discipline!

Inside the tent.

Song Bingwen and others turned to look at Yan Lin'er taking the medicine.

Li Deyun smiled at Yan Lin'er and said, "Doctor Yan, just let the people in the kitchen cook the medicine. You can take a rest."

Chen Xuan stood up knowingly and said with a smile: "Doctor Yan, let me do it. You are considered a guest when you come to our place, so just rest."

Yan Lin'er glanced at the two of them, waved her hands and said, "No, it's more important to control the heat of this medicine, so I'll do it myself."

Normally, Yan Lin'er would definitely let someone else prepare the medicine.

But now, she just wants to give Qin Fan the medicine herself.

When Li Deyun and others heard what Yan Lin'er said, they were too embarrassed to say anything else.

Immediately, several people looked at each other and smiled, then let Yan Lin'er go out to cook the medicine.

After Yan Lin'er left, Li Deyun smiled at Song Bingwen and said, "Boss, how did I find that Dr. Yan seems to care a lot about Dr. Qin?"

In their impression, Dr. Yan has always been arrogant, but he has never cared about someone so passionately.

Song Bingwen definitely knew what this guy meant. In fact, he also saw that something was wrong, but he definitely couldn't make fun of it.

Suddenly he turned his head and glanced at Li Deyun and said: "I think you can do it. It's a good thing that Dr. Yan is enthusiastic. Besides, with Dr. Yan's caring care, my brother will be better soon."

"That's true," Li Deyun grinned.

More than an hour later.

Yan Lin'er cooked the medicine and went to the room with the medicine herself.

At this time Qin Fan also woke up.

"Come on Qin Fan, let's drink the medicine," Yan Lin'er walked in and said.

Qin Fan nodded and sat up. Although the injury on his back was fine, the tearing pain was quite severe when his body moved.

"Thank you, Dr. Yan," Qin Fan took the medicine bowl and said with a smile.

Yan Lin'er glanced at her, shook her head and said, "You're welcome, it's not our doctors' job to treat illnesses and save people."

"Yes," Qin Fan nodded, then raised his head to take the medicine, but as soon as he raised his head slightly, severe pain suddenly came again.

At this time Yan Lin'er couldn't stand it anymore.

She was worried that the wound would open again, so Yan Liner hurriedly said: "Okay, you better sit there and I'll feed you."

In fact, she regretted saying this.

She really didn't expect that she would suddenly say this.

"You feed me?"

Qin Fan made a sound, glanced at the other person, shook his head and said, "Forget it, Doctor Yan, I'll do it by myself, I can do it myself."

Damn it, he thought to himself, it was too much for a grown man to ask a woman to give him medicine.

Yan Lin'er saw the embarrassment in this boy's eyes at a glance, and immediately looked at him angrily and said: "You are called able to move, stop talking nonsense, I will do it."

Yan Liner took the medicine bowl over without saying a word, and then asked Qin Fan to sit down.

When Meng Fan took a look at Yan Lin'er's posture, he thought to himself that he could just let her feed him, so he immediately sat there.

Yan Lin'er blushed, bent slightly, held the medicine, scooped up the decoction with a spoon, blew it twice and then put it into Qin Fan's mouth.

A strong bitter medicinal smell came to my stomach.

Qin Fan didn't mind the bitterness and drank it with a frown.

At this time, he lowered his head and accidentally noticed that Yan Lin'er bent over.

Under that collar, under the charming career line, two big steamed buns are looming.

Although he couldn't see everything, he could only see a little bit of white flowers, but this made Qin Fan dumbfounded.

He thought to himself, damn, Yan Lin'er's steamed buns are not only big, but also must have a good-looking shape.

There are many kinds of steamed buns. Although some women's steamed buns are big, their shape is not good-looking.

Some women's steamed buns are not only big, but also very beautiful in shape. Yan Lin'er belongs to the latter group.

"Gudong"......

Qin Fan swallowed a mouthful of saliva without any hope.

Yan Lin'er was concentrating on taking the medicine at this time.

She didn't expect that Qin Fan's eyes were staring at the charming scenery on her collar without restraint.

At this time, Yan Lin'er asked softly: "Qin Fan, is the medicine very bitter?"

Qin Fan shook his head and said casually: "It's not bitter, it tastes great."

"Big?"

Yan Lin'er looked at the boy's words incomprehensibly, and immediately shook her head and asked: "What do you mean it's big?"

Just after she finished speaking, she realized that this boy's eyes were staring at her collar.

Yan Lin'er suddenly blushed, tightened her collar with one hand, glared at Qin Fan and cursed: "Rogue, where are you looking? You can drink it yourself."

Yan Lin'er said and handed the medicine bowl to Qin Fan.

Qin Fan was holding the bowl and his guilty conscience was discovered by the other party. He immediately pretended to be sick and said: "Oh no, I can't, my back hurts."

Yan Lin'er took one look at this boy and cried out in pain, and immediately softened her heart.

She didn't know if this kid was faking it, but she was really worried about his wounds.

Yan Lin'er suddenly blushed, took the medicine bowl, and then said: "Okay, stop pretending to be sick, I will give you medicine this time, and you can drink it by yourself later."

To be honest, if another man peeked at her chest, she might give him a slap.

But Qin Fan had peeked just now, and was so unscrupulous, so she wasn't really angry, just a little embarrassed.

Qin Fan grinned and nodded, saying yes.

Yan Lin'er didn't say anything more and continued to give Qin Fan medicine, but she was careful now.

She tightened her neckline and sat up straight, so that Qin Fan couldn't even see her career line, let alone her white buns.

Qin Fan thought to himself, wait until he is healed from his injuries and his body recovers, then he can turn on the fluoroscopy.

Yan Lin'er couldn't even wear ten sets of cotton-padded clothes to cover her steamed buns. He could see clearly what she was wearing underneath.

Yan Lin'er had just finished taking the medicine when Song Bingwen and the others came in.

Song Bingwen was also holding a plate in his hand.

"Brother, you're awake, hurry up and eat," Song Bingwen smiled and put the plate in front of him, which contained braised pork, two side dishes and porridge and steamed buns.

Qin Fan smiled, looked at the braised pork and immediately let out an ouch, smacked his lips and said with a smile: "It's so good, I finally have meat to eat, I'm really greedy."

Ever since he took the villagers to eat rabbit meat in the forest, he hadn't had any meat in such a long time.

As he said that, he picked up the chopsticks politely and was about to pick up the meat.

Before it was picked up, Yan Lin'er grabbed some meat on the plate, shook her head and said, "Qin Fan, you can't eat greasy food with your current wound."

Then she pointed to the two side dishes on the plate and said, "Just eat porridge and side dishes."

Qin Fan: "..."

Damn, when he was at home before, almost no one cared about him.

Unexpectedly, when he got here, Yan Lin'er would take charge of his daily life.

Suddenly, Qin Fan felt depressed, shook his head and said, "Dr. Yan, let's not do this. I understand my body and I can eat meat."

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