The most nervous can be said to pull the door frame refused to leave Qiu ya, Wenqiao this play big, Fu Nanli can not protect her.

But what the master Fu opened his mouth to say was to surprise her.

"It seems that It's gone. "

Fu Nanli breathed a sigh of relief, took Wenqiao's shoulder, and gave her a kiss on the top of her hair: "hard work."

Qiu Ya Zheng Leng, come forward: "Fu grandfather, you really don't have a headache?"

Fu huaiyong pressed his temple and turned his neck gently: "it's true that the head is not heavy. It's very relaxed."

Qiu Ya looked at Wenqiao: "how can there be such a quick cure? Is there anything dangerous about this? "

Wenqiao looked at her indifferently: "otherwise you come?"

Qiu Ya said: "what's your attitude? I think the refrigerator can't refrigerate. Do I have to know how to refrigerate first? You're a doctor now, and I can't even have a question? "

Fu Nanli's eyes flashed sinister: "what position does Miss Qiu question? I don't question. What qualifications do you have to question? "

Fu Ya looks at Fu Ya's face.

Master Fu's illness was relieved, and he was the party who had the most intuitive feelings. He said, "well, Xiaoya, don't question Wenqiao any more. She is really accomplished in acupuncture."

Qiu Yaxin suddenly sank to the bottom.

"I'm sorry, granddad Fu. I'm too worried. I'm afraid of Wenqiao. After all, it's about your body."

Wenqiao has already put away the needle bag, glanced at Qiu ya, and really let her say everything.

"I'll take you to wash your hands," he said

Then he took wenjo's waist and went to the bathroom.

From time to time, there is a voice -

"I can do it myself..."

"Don't move. Squeeze some hand sanitizer."

Qiu Ya's face turned white. It was obvious that Fu Nanli was helping her to wash her hands. Fu Nanli even personally did it to this extent.

It has to be said that Wen Qiao really has skills in controlling men.

In the bathroom, he rubbed the hand sanitizer gently with his knuckled fingers. He hugged her from behind and scrubbed each finger carefully and gently.

Outside the sun is just right, the people in the mirror side face is dense by the curtain diluted love head sunshine, very cocky nose, Qin Qin sweat.

If the body seems to have no milk flavor, straight nose.

"Are you ready?"

Wenjo nudged his abdomen with his elbow.

"Wash your hands carefully. Didn't you mention it in your textbook when you took the doctor's license examination?"

Wenjo looked at the serious looking man in the mirror and stepped on his foot gently: "I didn't talk about it."

"Don't move."

Her hands are white and smooth. Her fingers are very beautiful. They are as white as green onion root. They are soft and boneless when they are held in her hands.

Obviously, she never takes care of her hands and seldom wears any hand cream. However, it feels very soft and addictive.

Two people wash their hands to make people outside feel impatient to wait.

Fu huaiyong coughed slightly, and it was impossible for anyone to see if the two men had finished washing.

There were four or five people in a room waiting awkwardly for the two of them.

When did Fu Nanli care about other people's feelings, including his grandfather's, he didn't pay much attention to it.

After a long time, he came out of the bathroom with wenjo's hand.

Wenqiao calmly and rationally told Mr. Fu, "I'll make a new recipe and let the chef in your mansion cook according to my recipe. In another week, I'll come to give you acupuncture once. What do you think?"