She walked over and put **** on Lu Hualiang's veins.
Lu Hualiang was taken aback and reflexively retracted his hand, "What are you doing."
Xia Weibao was at a loss, "Take the pulse for you, this kind of weather is so hot, I'm afraid you might be sick."
While talking, looking down at his fingertips, the skin of the tentacle just now was indeed a little hot.
And beating a little fast.
Sure enough, I was sick.
Lu Hualiang looked weird, "I'm fine, it's just that the room is too boring, you are a girl, don't you have any protection against men and women? How can you easily touch a man's body."
Xia Weibao rolled his eyes to the sky, "Have you ever seen someone who doesn't follow the pulse?"
Lu Hualiang's complexion darkened slightly, and she felt extremely upset at the thought that she might have pulsed for other men before.
"You are not allowed to give other men the pulse in the future."
Xia Weibao, "..."
ill!
This is the first time I heard that the doctor is not allowed to get the pulse.
Not wanting to pay attention to this man with a sick brain, she squatted down and stroked the quilt, "I sleep on the floor tonight, you sleep on the bed."
Lu Hualiang's expression was ugly again. He was a man of seven feet, and there was no reason to let a woman sleep.
"No, I can sleep on the ground."
"You have injuries on your body, and the ground is very humid."
"It's a little hurt, what's the point."
Xia Weibao didn't want to talk anymore, and was so badly injured that she passed out, still minor injuries?
If her medical skills weren't good enough, he wouldn't be able to walk now.
After waking up, he used internal force forcibly. If he didn't raise it for ten days and a half month, it would not be healed, and there would be minor injuries.
"Momojiji is still not a man, let you sleep on the bed, just want to hurt my sign, the patients did not have as much trouble as you."
Lu Hualiang was not calm in an instant, and his voice was raised, "Those patients before? Did you let other people in in your room?!"
Yes, she is a quagmire girl who never values the festival, she is very bearish in the defense of men and women, since she can let him a big man into the boudoir, naturally she can let other men in!
The thought of other men in her room, and the thought that men other than him had slept in her bed, he wanted to kill!
The bloodthirsty murderous aura couldn't be calmed, and his emotions were agitated.
Xia Weibao didn't know why his face suddenly became so ugly, a little confused.
"what happened to you?"
"Nothing."
"No? Where does your former patient live."
"I can't tell you this. It depends on where I go. I have no fixed place to live. Most patients come to the house for treatment. Sometimes I live in an inn.
How could there be patients in the mountains and forests.
You are the first patient encountered here, and you ask what this does. "
Lu Hualiang's anger calmed down, and he cleared his throat unnaturally when he thought of his gaffe.
"Nothing, just ask."
After thinking about it, I was still worried, and asked, "Then what do you mean by saying that other patients are not as troublesome as I am..."
Xia Weibao groaned, "It was originally, the other patients just do what I ask them to do, there is so much nonsense like you."
Lu Hualiang, who was disgusted with a lot of nonsense, "..."
Well he shut up.
At his insistence, Xia Weibao finally slept in bed, and he slept on the ground.
He often fights outside the army and has encountered many harsh environments, so he has no requirements for housing.
The king of a country sleeps on the floor without complaint.
He was a little uncomfortable just thinking of a woman in the room.