After listening, Feng Qingtian nodded: "so, you still don't find out why lu'er's body repels me?"
Back again!
Gu Bailu made a cold sweat for the head of the hospital.
If you can't figure out the problem today, I think you really need to go home and grow sweet potatoes.
But she couldn't help him because she didn't know why.
Love is hard to help.
"Maybe it's because I'm too tired these two days. It's because I'm worried about aro's nervous mood. This kind of thing belongs to the psychological aspect, and the royal doctor can't help it." Gu Bailu tries to rescue the head of the hospital.
See how old he is. Don't let Feng Qingtian ask him to faint.
"Aro is on her way back." Feng Qingtian comforted her.
The head of the hospital looked at Gu Bailu gratefully, and thought that such a kind princess could not be let down. She must be able to bear children.
So he asked, "can the princess tell me in detail what kind of nausea it was then?"
Gu Bailu's mouth is a little smoke, you don't want to go back and sell sweet potatoes, and you can't ask in such detail!
Don't she want to talk to this old man about Dunhuang?
Is it disgusting after going in, or is it serious after a few moves?
Gu Bailu thought about it all over the black line.
Feng Qingtian asked the head of the hospital: "who allows you to ask these questions?"
"If you are a doctor, you have to ask about the situation at that time. Otherwise, it is difficult to find out the cause." The head of the court knew that Wang was a man of no difference.
He said that if he was allowed to go home and sell sweet potatoes, it would be possible for him to go home and sell sweet potatoes.
He was not afraid to go home and sell sweet potatoes, but he could not see that the king had a woman, but still could not touch.
After all, he has not been blamed for his misogyny for more than ten years.
Otherwise, he would have gone home and sold sweet potatoes. How could he get to the head of the hospital.
"If you have any questions about me, lu'er, please go back to my room first."
Gu Bailu has no mood to play again after a failure. He goes back to the house in a bad mood.
When she left, Feng Qing said coldly, "what can I ask you?"
"It's OK for me to look at the body of the princess. Maybe it's your body."
Feng Qingtian frowned: "you're talking nonsense. I'd love to touch her."
Just look at people can react, how or his problem.
"Tell weichenchen when did the princess start to vomit? Did you react when you touched her or..."
"She didn't resist at the beginning. Every time, she was halfway to success."
It's just a matter of facing the door, which makes him taste some sweetness and immediately causes problems.
"Weichen guessed very well. There is no problem with the princess's body and her people. There is something wrong with you."
Feng Qingtian looked at him and said, "is this king's problem again?"
"Let me give you a pulse check."
Since the emperor decided not to treat the anorexia, he has not examined the pulse of Feng Qingtian for several years.
Feng Qingtian reaches out.
The head of the court touched it for a while, and then he said, "has the king been cursed recently?"
"Curse?" Feng Qingtian's eyes are shining.
"I can see that you have the image of a spell. Who should have put a spell on you? So you can't touch the princess. However, the spell is not profound, so you can see it when you explore it."
Feng Qingtian's face darkened: "someone really put a curse on this king!"
He almost forgot it.
Night flower reported that Gu Bailu once put a curse on him under the peach blossom tree, cursing the woman he never met in his life.
At that time, he didn't realize how much he liked her, so it didn't matter.
"Only when the spell is broken." The head of the hospital breathed a sigh of relief and didn't have to go home to sell sweet potatoes.
Feng Qingtian stood up: "give the princess a good allocation of blood pills."
Then he left.
The head of the hospital shivered. It seems that Wang Rui is going to kill people.
Who's going to suffer?