Chapter 417

Mian Mian knows the source of his allergy, and the whole person is suddenly not well

It's really because of a meal that I made myself like this.

Mian Mian even thought that it would be difficult for him to succeed in thanking the war chief in his whole life.

Originally it was just to please him, but how about cooking? The point is that Zhan Muqian took her to the hospital in the middle of the night

The doctor told him to leave wisely.

Cotton cotton infusion fluid, chagrin to extend another small hand desperately tickle their itchy can not face.

The man grabbed her, his voice was low and severe, "no scratching, hold back! Are you afraid of disfigurement if you want to break your face and grasp it so hard? "

Mian Mian's face is sad, and her voice is soft and weak. "Itch, affliction, and if you don't scratch, you will go mad..."

War chief's face is livid.

He was a coward, suppressing his temper.

If it's not for her serious and uncomfortable allergy, he really wants to speak up and scold her.

What's good about her?

A good little money, do not do serious work every day.

I used to drink and fight, but now I quit. I'm ready to be active in the entertainment circle.

What's that place in the entertainment world? It's a mixture of fish and dragons. It's really suitable for ginger, cotton, cotton, and cotton.

She can't live in peace for a day, and it's quite in line with her character to hang out in that circle.

I don't know how to learn how to cook. Let's cook and make myself allergic

He was too lazy to scold her. He was afraid that he would hurt her and cry.

Zhan Muqian holds her slender wrist in a big hand and says in a gentle voice as much as possible, "my dear, the doctor has prescribed the medicine. Now I will help you to wipe the ointment. The ointment is originally antipruritic, and it will be relieved after wiping."

He reached out to unbutton his cotton robe before his voice fell.

Mian Mian is suddenly excited. The infusion hand dare not move, and the other hand is held by him. She resists fiercely. "Don't want to, don't you wipe my medicine, I'll come by myself, you let me come by myself!"

Zhan Muqian only when she was shy, curled up her fingers and poked her on the forehead. "When is it? What's so awkward? I haven't seen it, eh?"

Cotton was so angry that he slapped him on the chest.

"I don't care, I don't care! I don't want you to wipe the medicine for me. I don't want you to see it. You go out and I can wipe it myself. I can't really Let the nurse come in and help me! "

Zhan Muqian is in a hurry for her condition, but also for her delicate skin. He just wants to act quickly to help her solve the problem.

"You're still messing around, aren't you? Do you want me to take care of you? "

Cotton padded on her legs, "don't take off my clothes. Don't look. Zhan Muqian, you can't look. I've got that kind of acne all over my body. I'm so ugly. Don't look at me anymore. Close your eyes. When you see it, you'll never be able to lift your appetite when you face me..."

Please!

Cotton is worried about the direct reality.

He hasn't cooked meat yet.

See her body to appetite first, later is not interested in her?

Zhan Muqian was slightly shocked. Only later did the old cadre realize what was wrong with her.

Long finger gently pinched her chin. "Darling, I'll wipe your medicine. I have a good appetite, and it's also very big. What you should worry about is whether you can take it or not."