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Chapter 183 Heal easily, run away with one palm

Ai Qian'er felt like she was going to die after receiving treatment one by one.

However, the big chest and hands are so powerful!

So warm.

She managed to clear her mind and looked at Wu Di.

Handsome face, evil smile.

He is so warm.

Avril Lavigne was holding her little hands aside, she was not jealous now.

She was just worried about whether her sister's sister would be well.

"The last stitch."

Wu Di picked up the last silver needle and stabbed it in Ai Qian'er's foot.

one inch.

"Ow..."

Ai Qian'er's body trembled, bloodshot eyes appeared in an instant.

"Kill me, kill me, kill me, please."

"It's ready."

Wu Di pressed her shoulders, waiting for the pain to pass.

"I'm going to wash the towels."

Ai Qian'er took the basin and walked out.

Seeing her sister in pain like that, she felt a little sore in her heart.

All because of myself.

But I just like Wu Di and can't leave him.

3 minute later.

Ai Qian'er calmed down slowly, her legs tensed instantly, and she became conscious.

Her eyes were clear again.

Looking at Wu Di who was close at hand, a smile appeared on his face.

"Thank you."

"Thank you, thank you, I am the chick's husband."

Wu Di took the stool and sat on the edge of the bed: "Next, you need to massage your legs to restore your muscles."

"it is good."

Ai Qianer nodded gently.

Wu Di put his hands on her thighs, and his body trembled again.

This ingenious feeling is the first time.

strange.

Wu Di massaged in an orderly manner, and Ai Qianer opened her small mouth slightly enjoying it.

There was something eerie in the air.

But neither of the two of them came to their senses and were immersed in it.

After a while, Avril Lavigne came back.

Wu Di continued to rub.

She looked at the two of them and said nothing.

When she had a car accident, Wu Di did the same.

"Sister, wipe off your sweat."

Avril Lavigne picked up the towel and wiped Ai Qianer's little face bit by bit.

The two beauties look so alike.

But Wu Di only likes dolls.

"Little girl, did you bring the soup I asked you to bring?"

"Bring it."

Avril nodded immediately, and picked up an insulated lunch box.

She opened it slowly, and a thick fragrance wafted out.

Ai Qian'er wrinkled her nose and her eyes lit up.

"Smells so good, what is this?"

"Ginseng black chicken soup."

Wu Di took out two small bowls and put them on the table.

Avril pouted, two bowls and one pot of soup were gone.

"What are you thinking? Still not feeding my aunt?"

"I'll do it myself."

Ai Qian'er stretched her arms, sat up, picked up the small bowl, and drank by herself.

But for a moment, she was stunned.

Wu Di actually fed Avril Lavigne again.

She was instantly envious of his gentle look.

If I knew I would have pretended, maybe Wu Di would feed me!

She was a little lost in her heart, but it was hidden in the deepest part of her heart.

She likes Wu Di.

But if she doesn't say it, who knows?

Avril pouted her lips and asked in a low voice: "Husband, how old is this ginseng?"

"In 5000, what's the matter?"

"Year 5000?"

Ai Qianer was startled.

Her little hands were trembling a little.

Wouldn't it be worth millions to drink this bowl of soup by yourself?

No, I'm afraid there are tens of millions.

She was utterly envious.

Is Avril Lavigne drinking this every day at home?
"Drink! I have a lot more!"

"many?"

Ai Qian'er's movements of drinking soup were somewhat mechanical.

Avril Lavigne was stunned, a deep sweetness welled up in her heart.

He is so kind to himself, why should he be angry with him?

Never get angry again.

Angry, 1 minute is fine.

Avril Lavigne made up her mind, with a bright smile on her face.

"By the way, sister-in-law, let the girl bring you ganoderma lucidum and black-bone chicken soup in the afternoon."

"Lingzhi?"

"Ah, yes, Ganoderma lucidum is also 5000 years old."

Wu Di said it lightly, very ordinary.

Ai Qianer was taken aback.

She looked at Wu Di's eyes, as if she was looking at a monster.

5000 Ginseng.

5000 Ganoderma lucidum.

Who is he?

Avril Lavigne is really blessed, I wish I could have a little bit of her luck.

She felt sour, envious, wronged and jealous.

But Avril Lavigne is her own sister.

She can only bless them.

After eating a bowl of soup, Avril asked in a low voice: "Husband, why can my sister get out of bed?"

"Get out of bed? You can do it now. Later, I'll drain her blood."

With that said, Wu Di's hand fell on Ai Qian'er's thigh again.

She blushed pretty.

Her snow-white thighs trembled slightly, and her heart was beating wildly.

With this feeling, she seemed to feel a new life.

Wu Di gave her a full-face massage on both legs.

Dredge the bones and blood.

active meridians.

For three full hours, sweat appeared on Wu Di's forehead.

Avril looked at him sadly.

It turned out that he cared so much about his sister, and it was indeed a mistake to blame him before.

Ai Qian'er had already turned her small face away. She looked at the white wall, not daring to move.

She was thinking about what reason she would use to go to the bathroom later.

How long is he going to massage?
She was almost heartbroken.

"Okay, get out of bed and take two steps."

"Two steps?"

Ai Qian'er tried to sit up, and she looked at her legs.

Without any scars on it, she smiled.

Wu Di moved her body and put her legs under the bed: "Try, I'll support you."

Wu Di put his arms around her shoulders.

Ai Qian'er nodded, gritted her teeth, supported her body with her arms, and stood up.

At this moment, Wu Di let go of his hand.

Slapped hard on her ass.

"what!!!"

Ai Qian'er exclaimed, blushing and glanced over.

Without even thinking about it, she quickly slipped out of the ward and ran to the toilet.

Bang.

whoosh-

A figure flashed past, and Duwei was stunned.

Was that Ai Qian'er just now?

She... didn't wear pants.

But it's okay, her hospital top has perfectly covered her buttocks.

"All right?"

Du Meng was stunned for a long time, and he spat out two words.

Ai Qianer's speed just now was at least 12 seconds per [-] meters!
It's amazing.

any woman.

No, any disease that falls into Wu Di's hands can turn decay into a body.

Dewey admired Wu Di sincerely.

The waves behind the Yangtze River beat the waves ahead.

This is Qianlang's qualifications.

Wu Di's medical skills have already surpassed him, and age does not mean everything.

"High, really high."

Dewey turned his head and gave Wu Di a thumbs up.

"Small problem, it's too easy for her to be disabled the day after tomorrow."

Wu Di waved his hand invincibly.

I haven't encountered any illness yet, so I can make him feel embarrassed!

"Forehead……"

Dewey's smile froze, and he felt his face being slapped.

Disability is not a disease.

What counts as illness?
If Ai Qian'er was his patient, she might not be able to stand up for the rest of her life.

It took three to ten minutes for Ai Qianer to come back blushing.

She glanced at Wu Di resentfully, unable to bear to blame.

It's really bad.

It hit her heart in an instant.

Avril looked at the two suspiciously, what happened just now?

Why does it feel a little weird?
She looked at Ai Qian'er.

Ai Qian'er's little hand was always caressing her little buttocks, her eyes were resisting, and she was extremely shy.

She understood instantly.

Having shared the bed with Wu Di for such a long time.

What hobbies does someone have, can she not know?
　Ask for a ticket! ! !

　　
　
(End of this chapter)