Chapter 870
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"Boss, didn't you compare the crystals? What's the result? "Beitang Lie suddenly opened the office door and poked his head in.
Little Aixin trembled and fell to the ground.
However, Little Aixin knew her limits. It didn't fall to the ground. Just as it was about to touch the ground, it suddenly slowed down and lay on the ground.
Beitang Lie poked his head in and didn't see Chi Jiao, much less notice Little Aixin's movements.
"Eh? That's strange. Why is she gone? "Beitang Lie looked depressed. After scratching his head, he could only leave the room gloomily.
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Half an hour later, on the top floor of a high-class apartment.
"Cough, cough, cough. Didn't I tell you that I'm fine? But you refused to listen and even made Jiaojiao make a trip. " Gong Lu's condition was indeed not too good. He looked especially weak, and when he spoke, it was as if he couldn't catch his breath.
Yan Zhengchen disagreed. Seeing that Gong Lu was coughing badly, he poured him a cup of warm water and brought it to his mouth. "You're still fine? I see that you're fine all day long. You coughed until you couldn't sleep at night, and you don't take your body seriously. "
"Brother Lu, Brother Chen is right. Your condition this time is indeed a little serious." After taking his pulse, Chi Jiao lifted a corner of his blanket and stuffed his arm back into the warm blanket.
The duplex apartment had a total of two floors. The heater in the largest bedroom on the second floor was on full blast. Gong Lu sat on the bed in his thin pajamas and looked helplessly at Chi Jiao, who was sitting by the bed and taking his pulse.
Yan Zhengchen was even more nervous. He stood beside Chi Jiao and craned his neck to take a look.
There were dark circles under Gong Lu's eyes, but Yan Zhengchen's dark circles were even worse than his. His eyes were bloodshot. It was obvious that when he said on the phone that Gong Lu wasn't feeling well and hadn't slept, he had also accompanied Gong Lu the entire night without sleeping.
Gong Lu hated taking medicine and injections the most, and he was even more resistant to acupuncture. At this moment, he was looking for excuses and was unwilling to cooperate.
Chi Jiao persuaded him patiently. "Brother Lu, don't worry. I'll be gentler. I promise it won't hurt."
"Jiaojiao, it's not that I don't believe you … You said the same thing last time. In the end, I cried out in pain," Gong Lu said solemnly.
"Is it serious? How serious was it? Is it easy to treat? "After Yan Zhengchen finished speaking, his eyebrows were almost twisted into a knot.
"Don't worry, Brother Chen. Brother Lui is still suffering from his old illness. His lungs aren't in good condition. When the weather turned cold, Brother Lui would easily start coughing if he breathed in too much cold air. Thus, once the weather turned cold, Brother Lui would have to stay in the warm room. Even when he went out, he had to keep himself warm. I'll be fine after giving Brother Lui a few injections this time. You have to be careful next time. Don't catch a cold again. "With that, Chi Jiao took out the box she carried with her and took out the silver needles used for acupuncture.
When Gong Lu saw the shining needle, he shrunk his neck in resistance. "Do I still need to be injected? Was that necessary? I'm not cold now. I feel much better. "
Chi Jiao blinked her big eyes innocently.
She had no choice. Some acupoints were just very painful. No matter how gentle Chi Jiao was, the pain came from the acupoints. Gong Lu could only endure it obediently.
Yan Zhengchen didn't give Gong Lu a chance to dodge. He got onto the bed and grabbed him from behind. His arms were around his shoulders as he grabbed his arms. "Jiaojiao, come on."
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