Chapter 415
Mian Mian is itching so fast that she just wants to cry and lose her temper.
How can a person who is allergic and itchy think.
She was moaning and moaning, obviously too sick to speak.
Zhan Muqian no longer delves into this problem, and hurriedly wraps her delicate body with a nightgown, and runs downstairs in a hurry holding her.
There was a lot of noise. The driver immediately arrived at the post and drove all the way to the hospital.
Bo Heng just finished an emergency operation and was ready to rest. He saw Zhan Muqian rush into the hospital gate with his little girl in his arms.
Bo Heng asked, "chief, what's wrong with your wife?"
……
Immediately arranged for admission, Zhan Muqian gently opened the cotton sleeve, revealing her white lotus arm a large piece of red pimples.
"Well, it's a serious allergy. You have to consult an expert."
Thin Heng said, then instinctively reached out to try to lift the sleeves of high cotton cotton to continue to check.
The head of war's face changed. He blocked his arm with a cold face and issued a cold command:
"call the female doctor, and the assistants and nurses all want the female ones. Now!"
Doctor Bo almost rolled his eyes.
Please.
He didn't want to take advantage of the chief's wife.
He just can't simply want to judge what the allergen is through the naked eye contact with his own clinical experience!
The Warlord's alert attitude towards him is an insult to his personality!
Yes, it's insulting!
(╯`) ╯ (┻━
within two minutes waiting for the female doctor to come.
The vengeful doctor said in a strange way: "Oh, chief officer, I'm not allowed to see it. It's all in the same era. Do you want to have silk pulse diagnosis? In this way, I can't judge what the allergen is, and I need to check it further. Isn't that prolonging the uncomfortable time of your wife? "
Cotton itched to roll.
But I heard doctor Bo's words vaguely.
She took a vicious bite on the back of Zhan Muqian's hand.
"Light soul, light soul, light great soul! When are you old? I hate you, Zhan Muqian! "
Mian Mian can't control her mood in an emergency.
Otherwise, she generally respects Zhan Muqian in front of outsiders.
Bo Heng also grew up with Zhan Muqian.
He and Mrs. Zhan had several connections, and also heard that after his marriage, Zhan Muqian was said to love this young and delicate wife in every way.
It's not that poheng didn't mend his brain without gossip, but he didn't expect that this seemingly inconspicuous little girl would dare to dictate to the chief in private!
Clothes!
Ginger cotton cotton girl in the thin doctor's eye image of the moment become tall.
"Mrs. Zhan, you should have an allergic constitution. It seems to be very serious and acute. Do you know what you are allergic to? Have you had a physical examination before?"
Mian Mian shook his head desperately. "I'm not allergic, and I don't eat anything strange Isn't it a very common meal? Have I ever been exposed to any allergic plants... "
Zhan Muqian frowns tightly.
He carefully reflected on Jiang mianmianmian's diet for the whole day on the road of speeding.
She didn't get up until noon. She didn't eat breakfast. She didn't eat much at noon, and she didn't have any special ingredients. As for late
How can a person who is allergic and itchy think.
She was moaning and moaning, obviously too sick to speak.
Zhan Muqian no longer delves into this problem, and hurriedly wraps her delicate body with a nightgown, and runs downstairs in a hurry holding her.
There was a lot of noise. The driver immediately arrived at the post and drove all the way to the hospital.
Bo Heng just finished an emergency operation and was ready to rest. He saw Zhan Muqian rush into the hospital gate with his little girl in his arms.
Bo Heng asked, "chief, what's wrong with your wife?"
……
Immediately arranged for admission, Zhan Muqian gently opened the cotton sleeve, revealing her white lotus arm a large piece of red pimples.
"Well, it's a serious allergy. You have to consult an expert."
Thin Heng said, then instinctively reached out to try to lift the sleeves of high cotton cotton to continue to check.
The head of war's face changed. He blocked his arm with a cold face and issued a cold command:
"call the female doctor, and the assistants and nurses all want the female ones. Now!"
Doctor Bo almost rolled his eyes.
Please.
He didn't want to take advantage of the chief's wife.
He just can't simply want to judge what the allergen is through the naked eye contact with his own clinical experience!
The Warlord's alert attitude towards him is an insult to his personality!
Yes, it's insulting!
(╯`) ╯ (┻━
within two minutes waiting for the female doctor to come.
The vengeful doctor said in a strange way: "Oh, chief officer, I'm not allowed to see it. It's all in the same era. Do you want to have silk pulse diagnosis? In this way, I can't judge what the allergen is, and I need to check it further. Isn't that prolonging the uncomfortable time of your wife? "
Cotton itched to roll.
But I heard doctor Bo's words vaguely.
She took a vicious bite on the back of Zhan Muqian's hand.
"Light soul, light soul, light great soul! When are you old? I hate you, Zhan Muqian! "
Mian Mian can't control her mood in an emergency.
Otherwise, she generally respects Zhan Muqian in front of outsiders.
Bo Heng also grew up with Zhan Muqian.
He and Mrs. Zhan had several connections, and also heard that after his marriage, Zhan Muqian was said to love this young and delicate wife in every way.
It's not that poheng didn't mend his brain without gossip, but he didn't expect that this seemingly inconspicuous little girl would dare to dictate to the chief in private!
Clothes!
Ginger cotton cotton girl in the thin doctor's eye image of the moment become tall.
"Mrs. Zhan, you should have an allergic constitution. It seems to be very serious and acute. Do you know what you are allergic to? Have you had a physical examination before?"
Mian Mian shook his head desperately. "I'm not allergic, and I don't eat anything strange Isn't it a very common meal? Have I ever been exposed to any allergic plants... "
Zhan Muqian frowns tightly.
He carefully reflected on Jiang mianmianmian's diet for the whole day on the road of speeding.
She didn't get up until noon. She didn't eat breakfast. She didn't eat much at noon, and she didn't have any special ingredients. As for late