Chapter 581

To be a woman and have a baby is yaksky's biggest dream.

Yaksky, who dreams back in the middle of the night countless times and hates how God turned him into a man, loves reading publications about the types of mothers raising babies.

So after finding Katyusha was fine and suddenly began to vomit, it was absolutely instinctive. Yaksky thought of the knowledge he saw in the book.

As Katyusha's bodyguard, he certainly knows how healthy miss is.

A healthy girl who hangs out with men all day suddenly vomits after eating fat nine turn large intestine. This is not a pregnancy phenomenon. What else can it be?

After blurting out that sentence, yaksky was also startled by his recklessness, but he was suddenly ecstatic when he saw the master sitting in his chair as if struck by lightning.

Let Katyusha have a child, regardless of men and women, regardless of the child's father - as long as health is bostaff's greatest wish, the whole Xibo group knows and sincerely wishes the master to achieve what he wants.

Therefore, the first guy to tell the master that the young lady is happy will get a dizzy gift.

It's like being hit by an 800 kg pie from the sky. It's happy to die.

"Master, miss, she must be pregnant, sure!"

In his ecstasy, yaksky suddenly roared and jumped up, and hit the table with a hard punch, just as he prayed to God countless times to let him conceive a lovely baby,

At this time, no one accused jaksky of his gaffe.

There was no way. At this time, Katyusha was busy vomiting, Fang Yuan was busy beating her back, bostaff was busy in a daze, Walter was busy, his old face was red and full of tears -- who had the mind to take care of yaksky's madness?

"Come on, come on, ask Dr. Mary to come, come on!"

Walter was the first to wake up. Like a gorilla, he put his hands on his chest and hit him violently. Only in this way can he let tears splash wantonly and roar out the words he wants to shout most.

Yaksky flew to the door and rushed to ask Dr. Mary. He didn't know that he fell several times, breaking his upper lip and reddening his eyes. He was so frightened that the bodyguards in the corridor boasted and quickly seized the favorable terrain.

"She's pregnant, master, miss!"

Walter, like a wronged child, cried low, put his hands on bostaff's arm, and knelt down slowly beside him.

"Katyusha, Katyusha is really pregnant. She really wants to give me a little grandson?"

Like a fool, postaf murmured, his tone at least thirty years old and weak.

But even a fool can see from his face that he is at least thirty years younger.

Bostaff is worthy of being an old bird who has seen great winds and waves. When Walter fell on his knee and sobbed like a child, he woke up, the flush on his face slowly dispersed, reached out his hand and rubbed the old slave's gray hair, smiled and said, "Walter, it's not determined yet. We'd better keep a low profile, right?"

"Don't keep a low profile."

Someone said, "I just gave Katyusha a pulse. It's Xi pulse."

With a cold flash in his eyes, bostaff, who tried to suppress ecstasy but worried that it was a dream, looked up and saw that Fang Yuan had helped Katyusha out of the bathroom.

Katyusha's small face is still a little white, but her watery eyes are like the endless Volga River, which has bred countless Russian people.

"You -- can feel the pulse?"

Bostaff certainly knows that pulse taking is a unique medical skill in the East, a country with a history of thousands of years, and it is quite accurate, which is more accurate than B-ultrasound.

"Not too proficient."

Fang Yuan's self assured answer.

"If you dare lie to me --"

Bostaff stared and could no longer hold back. When he was about to roar, he heard Mr. Fang say, "I don't know much, but I'm just modest."

Fortunately, yaksky rushed in like a madman, dragging Dr. Mary who ran away with a high-heeled shoe.

Otherwise, bostaff would have picked up a plate and split the head of some guy who was still pretending to be modest at this time.

In fact, how did he know that Mr. Fang's modest face was just like him, just an abnormal expression of trying to suppress his ecstasy.

Katyusha is pregnant. Who deserves the most?

Of course not bostaff, not Walter, not yaksky.

It's Fangyuan, uncle Fang!

Bostaff and others, who have not made any contribution to Mao, are ecstatic. Who has the right to accuse Mr. Fang? At this time, pretending to be more modest than pretending to be modest?

Don't forget, people are the father of Katyusha's baby!

Don't all promising men in the world be the proudest, proudest, happiest and most ecstatic after they are sure to get their wife pregnant?

When people are ecstatic and pretend to be more modest than others, who can control it?

Hum, if it weren't for Katyusha's face, I would have to pull all your white hair off. When the dandelion was blowing -- I don't know why Uncle Fang, who is very confident in his pulse control technology, glared at bostaff, but looked nervously at the face of Dr. Mary who began to examine Katyusha. When she frowned, I was ready to rush up and pick her hair, First take out her teeth, and then ask her: do you know how to feel the pulse? Learn from me!

Uncle Fang didn't know that Dr. Mary's attainments in traditional Chinese medicine were quite high.

Otherwise, she would not have been appointed by bostaff as the private doctor of little princess Xibo, with an annual salary of millions of dollars. She would go to the bar to have fun with handsome men.

Professional doctors with rich medical experience may maliciously curse vendors for growing corns and being struck by thunder in order to spend an extra dime on vegetables -- but they must be used to life and death, so they can keep their composure when diagnosing any patient.

Of course, it's about the little princess Xibo, the master and his most loyal slaves. They are waiting with their faces red and dare not breathe. They are as pitiful as the prisoners to be executed -- and the uncle with both hands clenched is staring at her covetously. Dr. Mary must confirm it again and again before she can tell her diagnosis.

After patting Katyusha, whose muscles were tight, Dr. Mary looked up, looked at bostaff and said, "Sir, the diagnosis has come out, but you have to be mentally prepared to avoid accidents."

With a brush, as if someone had poured a basin of cold water on his head, bostaff, who was burning in his heart, was cold all over, and said with a quack, "I, I'm ready. Katyusha, in fact, she's not pregnant, right -- oh, oh, I knew how God could care for me like this. "

"Dr. Mary, will you..."

Fang Yuan doesn't want to listen to such words. Although he only knows a little about pulse taking, it also relates to his reputation. He must stand up and ask the old woman whether she can feel the pulse or not.

"Uncle, I have a bad heart."

Before she got angry, Dr. Mary looked at him and said.

"What?"

Fang Yuan didn't understand why Dr. Mary was pulling the old thing's heart. She heard her say to bostaff, "Sir, miss is pregnant. They are twins and two boys. The pulse indicates that she has been pregnant for two months... "

As bostaff's personal doctor, Dr. Mary had no reason not to know the old man's broken problems.

If, after her diagnosis, she told the news that Katyusha was pregnant with twins and boys -- it was only 80 percent possible, postaf would be happy and hang up directly.

She deliberately sold it. She first suppressed the old bus and made him calm down quickly. When she told him the news, the impact on him would be much smaller.

Alas, I really pity the parents all over the world -- the heart of a doctor.

But even so, after listening to her say that Katyusha was not only pregnant, but also pregnant with two boys, what she said next, bostaff could no longer hear.

Because he was already face down, lying in a plate of fried kidney.

Naturally, there was another chaos.

Fortunately, Dr. Mary was pinching people, artificial respiration (yaksky volunteered and did not give in) and so on. After tossing for a full three minutes, bostaff woke up. Then, with tears in his eyes, he suddenly stood up, raised his hand, tore open his clothes, pushed aside Walter, rushed to the window and roared to the sky.

Under the left shoulder of his back, the Black Skull, with his tears rolling down, his body trembling like chaff, quickly 'lived' over, as if he was shouting: "ha ha, ha ha, we're back again!!"

It took the boss's strength to make postaf calm down slowly.

But in just a few minutes, he has given a lot of money to yaksky and Dr. Mary. He even gave a close maid to the old Walter, but ignored Mr. Fang Yuan, the greatest hero.

As the saying goes, suffering from poverty and inequality -- it is normal for Mr. Fang to be unhappy.

More inexplicable heartache: Cha, you can't reward your subordinates for so many days, but you spent my son's money!

"Put the banquet, put the banquet again, let everyone put the banquet!"

Bostaff, who had finally regained his senses, immediately shouted and put on a big banquet again.

There must be a big banquet and red envelopes for all those who come to Britain.

As for the password box robbed by the iron mountain Empire, what kind of blow will Xibo group suffer? These are nothing!

As long as Katyusha can continue the Siberian race, he will be willing to let bostaff beg.

If the master gives an order, who dares not to obey?

As a result, the iron mountain Empire spies who were secretly monitoring them, after detecting that the situation was wrong, quickly telegraphed the headquarters, saying: suddenly, the Russians were ecstatic, withdrew all their vigilance and gathered together for a big banquet. If it was abnormal, there would be demons.

As for the reaction of those people in the iron mountain Empire, bostaff doesn't care.

If Katyusha hadn't clung to the wine bottle and said that if he dared to drink another glass, she would immediately go to the hospital for abortion - I believe that postaff, who had not died of ecstasy just now, would have died.

I dare not let my granddaughter say that kind of crazy words. Bostaff hurriedly raised his hand and swore that another drop of wine would be five thunders in the future.

He also ordered Walter to contact the iron fisted president urgently, tell him the great good news, and asked him to employ the British side to send fighters through diplomatic means to escort the little princess Xibo's return.

After hearing his order, Fang Yuan thought the old man was crazy.

But I was moved and felt that I had to do something to thank this cheap old grandfather for my unborn son.

Otherwise, he really has no face and goes back to his world.