Chapter 135： you are premature

"Huh? Master, is there any problem?" Qiao Yian suddenly froze when he looked at Old Man Wu's serious face.

Qiao Yi'an suddenly remembered the black dead aura he saw in the mirror before, the strong black aura that seemed to cut off the vitality, and the murderous intent was ominous.

She had always felt that something was wrong with her body, but this problem was obviously not so easy to be discovered. She had done so many physical examinations in the hospital, but she still could not find the cause. Just let her eat and rest more on weekdays to avoid malnutrition. But such a small problem of malnutrition should obviously not produce such a strong death breath. The death breath hovering above his head is much more serious than the little girl with a congenital heart that he saw before!

Qiao Yian secretly guessed that his master had found the cause of this black death?

Thinking of this, Qiao Yian's eyes were fixed on the old man Wu, not letting go of any of the other's expressions.

"Well, there is a problem." Old man Wu frowned, and while taking the pulse, he stroked his beard and said, "Your pulse is a little strange, your pulse is weak, but you are full of momentum, but there is a kind of sickness inside you. Smell. Gives me a feeling of being strong on the outside and dry on the inside. Blood deficiency disease? Uh... No, there should be other problems..."

"What do you mean?" Qiao Yi'an was perplexed, looking at Old Man Wu's unpredictable appearance, a little puzzled.

She didn't understand Chinese medicine, so she didn't understand the words of old man Wu very well, so she could only stare at old man Wu, waiting for the other party's explanation. But at this time, old man Wu had no intention of explaining it to Qiao Yian.

"Eyes are bright, no serious illness. Eyes are dull, Jing Qi is deficient... Hey, why do you look like Jing Qi is deficient? But your eyes are very bright... Hiss, what the **** is going on?" Wu The old man stared at Qiao Yi's bright and bright eyes, scratched his ears and scratched his cheeks, but couldn't think of anything.

"Master, is there something wrong with my body?" Qiao Yixin sank, and rarely panicked.

"It does look like there are some problems." Old man Wu frowned and looked up at Qiao Yi'an, "Did you have some congenital deficiencies when you were young, a premature baby?"

"Premature baby?" Qiao Yian frowned, searching for the memories of the past in his mind.

She remembered that when she was a child, Ye Lin always said that she was a **** star, saying that if she had known that her birth would kill Qiao Mingan, she would not have given birth to her in October, but had been drowned in the urinal early. Or maybe she had already taken the abortion pill and knocked her out. Hearing these words when he was a child, Qiao Yian was really sad for a while, and even thought it would be better if he really should die.

But later, Grandma Sun's care and gentle words made Qiao Yian give up the idea. She still remembered that Grandma Sun also mentioned that it was not easy for Ye Lin to conceive her. The other party vomited and died all summer, and it was not easy to give birth to her in October.

"I shouldn't be a premature baby. I heard from my mother that she gave birth to me in October." Qiao Yian pursed her lips and shook her head.

"Huh? That's weird." Old Man Wu stroked his beard and frowned, "I feel your pulse, it looks like a premature baby!"