You Are My Rare Passion Chapter 1729: Can you be serious?

She looked at Ye Xingbei: "I need my first aid kit, I'll go down and get it."

I heard that Mr. Qi was ill. She originally thought that she could help Mr. Qi to heal and relieve the "guilt" of the young sapling, so she brought a first aid kit before going out.

"I'll have someone bring it up." Gu Chi, who was standing behind Gu Junzhu, said immediately.

There are bodyguards left downstairs, and he has people bring them up, which saves time.

He called the bodyguard who was staying downstairs.

Soon, Yue Ya'er's first aid kit was brought up.

Yue Ya'er opened the first aid kit and took out the acupuncture box.

She took out the silver needle and stabbed it a few times on Mr. Qi's acupuncture point. Mr. Qi's chest heaving violently due to his breathing gradually became more and more soothing, and the sound of gasping like a bellows became smaller and smaller.

Pause for fifteen minutes.

Fifteen minutes later, Yue Ya'er took off the silver needle, and Mr. Qi's breathing had become the same as that of a normal person. He was no longer bruised, as if he was out of breath at any moment.

"It's amazing!" Ye Xingbei was amazed, he retreated to Jun Zhu's side, grabbed his arm, leaned into his ear and said, "I'm starting to be jealous of you now."

"Huh?" Gu Junzhu tilted his head to look at her amusingly: "What's the wind again?"

"What is the convulsion?" Ye Xingbei gave her a hand: "You are so lucky! Look at what kind of treasure you picked up? Ya'er's medical skills are amazing, right? And mint, I eat it After visiting so many hotels, the food made with mint is delicious. Now Xiaoshu and Lingyue eat a lot more every day than before, and they are getting better. You just picked up two big treasures. You are very lucky. !”

"Yes," Gu Jun nodded one by one, patted her head, and agreed, "I'm very lucky, I just picked it up, and I found a music elf, who can go out of the hall, enter the kitchen, and sleep well. The big bed..."

"Go away!" Ye Xingbei slapped him and glared at him: "What the **** is sleeping in a big bed?"

Gu Junzhu smiled softly, "Sleeping in a big bed is the most profound state of being a good wife."

Ye Xingbei pinched him: "Can't you be serious?"

"I'm very serious, okay?" Gu Junzhu said, "I'm only speaking from the bottom of my heart. Could it be that you insist on forcing me to tell lies?"

Ye Xingbei was tired: "Then you should tell lies."

"Fake words?" Gu Junzhu pondered: "Fake words are the last thing I do, which is to sleep with Ye Xiaobei. Sleeping with Ye Xiaobei is too boring and has no passion at all."

Ye Xingbei: "...lazy to take care of you!"

She no longer pays attention to Fifth Master Gu, who is racing anytime and anywhere, and returns to Yue Ya'er.

She found out that while she was chatting with Gu Junzhu, Yue Ya'er put a lot of silver needles on Mr. Qi's head.

Also, the silver needle is only on the left half of the head, but not on the right half of the head.

Ye Xingbei asked: "Ya'er, what is this for?"

Yue Ya'er explained: "Uncle Qi has a migraine headache, and piercing these acupoints can relieve the pain."

The needle stopped for fifteen minutes again, and Yue Ya'er took off the silver needle on Mr. Qi's head.

She leaned over slightly and asked Mr. Qi, "Uncle, do you feel better?"

Mr. Qi shook his head, propped himself up on the bed excitedly and wanted to sit up.

Qi Lianzheng and Qi Wangze hurriedly turned around and helped Mr. Qi sit up from the bed.

The little sapling thoughtfully picked up a pillow and put it on Mr. Qi's back.