General Wei Tingyan flashed a lot of unhealthy shots in his mind, thinking that his natural face was malicious and said with a smile, "Is Shura sick these days?" Still too tired? Do you want to ask a doctor to see it? "
Feather pastor, of course, I don’t know what Wei Tingyan thinks. She took the dishes and said, "Yes, yes, please call a doctor …"
Before she finished, Shura said coldly, "No need!"
Wei Tingyan also wanted to say what a ghost face Shura continued to say, "Go out! I want to rest!"
Wei Tingyan quickly shut his mouth and retreated. This handsome Shura God has a terrible temper. He doesn’t want to be a ghost-faced Shura knife. How can he give up when his young life is so colorful?
Yu Zhen’s body is weak like this, and he is still so domineering. Although Wei Tingyan is not a good thing, his proposal is still good!
You should see a doctor or take some medicine to recuperate.
"Hey, I say you eat some food first?" On the lightness of feather
"Don’t eat!" The ghost face shura sounds coldly in my ear. Okay, if you don’t eat, if you don’t eat, you will starve to death.
Feather’s own place is full of delicious food, and she won’t shut up until her stomach is full.
She shook to the ghost face shura, and now the ghost face shura’s handsome face is pale and a drop of cold sweat is rolling down from the head. Are you really sick?
Feather Zhen put her little hand on the ghost face shura’s forehead, and it was really hot. Ghost face shura broke her head out of her hand and said discontentedly, "What?"
"I said you seem to really have a cold. Let Wei Tingyan call a doctor!" Feather Zhen said sincerely
"Hum, I’m not sick. Besides, I’m a god. How can you mortals diagnose me? Don’t bother me "ghost face shura said impatiently.
No, if he dies, won’t he never return to the 21st century? Gloomily, Yu Zhen thinks that he can’t let others be.
Thought of this, Yu Qi pulled the door and shouted and told the servant to inform Master Wei to call the doctor.
Master Wei didn’t dare to neglect, and quickly invited the best doctor in Beijing to diagnose the ghost face shura. The ghost face shura looked at Feather without saying anything and stretched out his arm for the old doctor to diagnose.
It’s so strange that feather Zhen looked at the old doctor carefully and saw that he was seriously touching the ghost face and shura’s pulse eyebrows twisted into a ball. It’s so strange that I haven’t seen such a strange pulse for decades as a doctor.
Ghost face shura corners of the mouth with a smile coldly looking at the old doctor to diagnose himself will be interesting to see what he can diagnose.
The doctor was so busy with sweat that he didn’t diagnose what was wrong with the ghost face shura. He wiped his sweat and said to Wei Tingyan, "I should give him some medicine to recuperate first."
Can a ghost face shura catch a cold with a sneer at the corners of her mouth?
Wei Tingyan quickly ordered people to take medicine and decoct medicine, so that the ghost face shura could have a good rest. He gently withdrew.
Feather pastor was quickly covered with several layers of hot ghost shura, and he was sweating. "What are you doing?" I’m not dead yet, but I’ll ask you to give me heat first. "
Feather Qian kindly said, "Didn’t you catch a cold?"
God, there are several black lines on Shura’s face. Do you have brains? How can God catch a cold?
He was absorbed with a lot of spiritual power again, and he felt dizzy and weak in his back.
Ghost face shura hard support to think of it, but now his eyes are soft. He held the bed with his hand and didn’t fall back. He ran to hold the ghost face shura arm and let him sit.
"Are you okay? Aren’t you a god? Why are you so weak? " Feather pastor asked strangely while pouring water for ghost face shura.
How dare you say it? How could I have come to this field if you hadn’t absorbed my strength? Ghost face shura speechless is thick gasped.
"Since the body is so weak, you still want to be a flower thief? It’s better to teach you a lesson, but you can’t do that. "Feather Pastor is still very unappreciative.
"You …" Ghost face shura gnashed her teeth, you little bastard. I’m going to cut you to pieces. "Come here." He waved at Feather Pastor.
"What is it?" Feather pastor came up to him with a glass of water.
"You dead girl! I will kill you! " The ghost face shura suddenly went crazy. He grabbed the feather, the small thin neck and Zhang Changyou’s sharp nails, and his hands tried to strangle her.