The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 85: Qingxuan comes to take a pulse

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"I don't know, it's just that my stomach hurts badly," A Chou leaned against Grandma Chen and followed her toward the house, while exhausted, "I've been feeling pain since... last night."

"Then why didn't you go down the mountain to see the doctor earlier?" Grandma Chen was anxious, and her voice became louder, "It's just that you have a stomachache and can't walk, but what about your family? Why are they also No matter if you live or die? Your stomach hurts like this, can you still be allowed to go down the mountain alone?"

A Chou was so busy that he shook his head: "No, no, I didn't tell him, he...he didn't know."

"You girl!" Grandma Chen was really angry and distressed. She helped A Chou into the room, specially put a soft cushion on the chair for her to sit down, and said at the same time, "You sit down first, I asked Qingxuan to come over. He learned medical skills from a doctor when he was young. Although he is not a successful scholar, he is still half a doctor. I asked him to take your pulse."

"Thank you, grandma." A Chou gasped.

Grandma Chen was so busy that she entered the study. After a while, she came out with Chen Qingxuan. Chen Qingxuan also carried a small wooden box in his hand. It should be a medicine box. Sure enough, Chen Qingxuan put the box on the table and opened it. , which is full of pulse pillows, silver needles and other objects.

"Since when did your stomach hurt?" Chen Qingxuan sat down next to A Chou, took out the pulse diagnosis and put it on the table, while looking at A Chou's face, "How does it hurt? Put your hand over."

"It's been hurting since yesterday before it got dark. At first it was... not that bad. In the second half of the night, it hurt so much that I couldn't even sleep," A Chou whispered, putting his hand on his pulse On the pillow, he frowned and said, "I don't know how to describe it, it just hurts so much, it hurts like hell."

Chen Qingxuan put his fingers on A Chou's slender wrist. After a while, he moved his fingers away and looked at A Chou with an expression that he was hesitant to speak.

"What, what's wrong?" A Chou pursed his lips and asked Chen Qingxuan a little timidly.

Chen Qingxuan looked at her sweaty face and said nothing. He lowered his head and packed the pulse pillow into the medicine box.

"What's going on?" Grandma Chen felt uneasy when she saw Chen Qingxuan being so silent. She asked in a low voice, "Qingxuan, is this girl okay?"

"Grandma, come in with me." Chen Qingxuan didn't answer, and went straight into the study carrying the medicine box.

"...Oh, okay." Grandma Chen looked at A Chou with some confusion, then followed Chen Qingxuan into the study, and then closed the door with a "click".

A Chou was sitting alone in the main hall, staring straight at the closed door. Her mind went blank. The first thought that came to her mind was that I must be seriously ill. I may be dying. I am going to die. What should Zhong Mingwei do?

Who cooks for him? Who wipes him? Who pinched his waist and slapped his back? Who knew that a grown man like him would like to eat sweets?

In the future, who will celebrate Zhong Mingwei’s birthday, and who will be willing to spend time rolling out birthday noodles for him?

For a person like him who keeps everything in his heart without saying anything, who would know that his heart is so soft, fragile and in need of care?

……

"Girl, why are you crying?" Grandma Chen opened the door and came out, and saw A Chou's tears falling down. His face, which was originally covered with sweat, was now extremely wet. Those eyes were even more frighteningly red. Grandma Chen was so busy that she came over and grabbed A Chou's hand and said, "Girl, don't think so wildly. It's okay! It's really okay!"

Ah Chou was twitching, and now he no longer felt a stomachache. His heart was about to burst, so how could he care about anything else?

"Girl, it's really okay! You just got pregnant." Grandma Chen was busy explaining to her.

"Fa... hair body?" A Chou was startled, and looked at Grandma Chen with his red eyes, "What is hair body?"

"You don't know? No one in your family has told you?" Grandma Chen frowned, feeling incredible, and then asked, "Girl, how old are you?"