Chi Jiaojiao asked Xiao Jingshen: "Do you need me to diagnose your pulse now?"
"Need, need! Need to see the pulse now!" Before Xiao Jingshen could speak, Ye Zhaozhao rushed to say: "I'm sorry!"
Xiao Jingshen looked at Ye Zhaozhao, smiled at her, and stretched out his left hand in front of Chi Jiaojiao: "I'm sorry."
Ye Zhaozhao: "..."
Mr. Xiao, please stop laughing!
You smile like a killer!
Handsome is too foul!
My heart can't stand it!
Chi Jiaojiao put his hand on the veins of Xiao Jingshen's left wrist, and Ye Zhaozhao, Xiao Baize, Xiao Chengyang and Xiao Chengyang looked at her nervously.
Seeing the similar expressions on the three similarly beautiful faces... Nervous and worried, concerned and expectant, Xiao Jingshen's lips smiled deeper.
My heart suddenly felt... very warm.
Sweet as honey.
A few minutes later, Chi Jiaojiao let go of Xiao Jingshen's left wrist and asked him to change hands.
A few minutes later, her finger left Xiao Jingshen's right wrist, "Did you bring the inspection list?"
Xiao Jingshen nodded.
Xiao Quan handed Chi Jiaojiao a thick portfolio.
Chi Jiaojiao spent more than ten minutes reading all the cases and examination documents in the file bag, and said: "I am not sure, because I have never treated similar patients, but if you trust me, I can try, Even if you can't cure your illness, it can help you to recuperate the hidden wounds on your body and help you restore your body to its best state.
Until then, if I have not cured your illness, I will ask my mother to take a look for you. "
Ye Zhaozhao looked at Xiao Jingshen with wide eyes: "Are you still hurt?"
"A few," Xiao Jingshen said casually, "I was injured a few times before changing jobs."
Ye Zhaozhao stared at his face carefully.
His skin is very good, white and clear, like the best suet jade.
Especially when there is light, the whiteness seems to be transparent. She didn't think much about it before, thinking that he was naturally fair-skinned, but now that she thinks about it, it is clearly a bit sick.
His figure is also very good, with broad shoulders, narrow waist and long legs, and a natural hanger for clothes.
It's just that I don't know how many scars there are on the skin wrapped in the clothes, and how many hidden diseases there are in the young and straight body.
She suddenly felt distressed, and patted his arm lightly, "It's okay, they are all medals of heroes, take good care of them, and everything will be fine."
Xiao Baize's small face was tight, his eyes were red, "Dad, are you in pain? Is it very painful? It's hard?"
Xiao Chengyang snuggled into Xiao Jingshen's arms, looked up at him with his pretty little face, and steamed up in his big black eyes: "Dad hurts—"
"Dad doesn't hurt, it's a thing of the past, Dad is fine now." Xiao Jingshen hugged the two children into his arms, rubbed their little heads, and suddenly regretted not leaving them outside just now.
He always wants to get along with and communicate with the two children on an equal footing. He taught them how to behave and deal with people from an early age, and let them understand the complexity of society and human nature. Let them live in a vacuum, but let them learn to protect themselves.
But he forgot that the children knew he was sick and would worry about him.
Seeing the two children crying in fright, Ye Zhaozhao felt distressed, and leaned over to coax them: "Hey, it's okay, don't cry, didn't the doctor and aunt say that
Dad's body can be adjusted to the best condition, and Dad will be fine in no time, right? "
(end of this chapter)