Ding Yun was lying tilted on the ground, looking a little more embarrassed than when she left just now.

He curled up in a ball, whispering something in a vague way.

Qiao Mu couldn't hear a word clearly. She rushed forward quickly, raised her hand and turned him over very rudely.

"Cough, cough cough." Ding Yun seemed to be choking, and his body was shaking, and he couldn't help coughing.

"How are you?" Qiao Mu calmly opened his face and helped him up with anger. He raised his hand and slapped it, threw an unknown pill into his mouth.

"Your pulse is very stable and there is no symptoms."

"Old, old... I'm wrong." Ding Yun's body kept shaking, his head was covered in sweat.

"No, it's okay." He said intermittently.

"It's okay, you bite it out of your mouth and donate blood!" Qiaomu raised his hand and pricked several of his pain-relieving acupoints, "If you don't tell the truth, I can't help you."

"No, nothing." Ding Yun finally raised his head and showed a faint smile at her weakly, "It's really okay. It's all Fuling, she's shocked, she's a little weird."

"I, this is an old...an old problem. I will pass after a while."

"What's wrong with you? Is it still intermittent?" Qiaomu held him tight and sat down straight.

"I'll give you a few more injections to relieve the pain. If you have any discomfort, let me know in time."

This person's body is completely fine, but looking at his twisted face and expression, it feels like it hurts to the extreme.

Could it be a very strong toxin that she couldn't detect?

Qiaomu pondered for a moment and put a few more needles on him.

Ding Yun's body trembled slightly for a few times, and he couldn't sit still.

Qiao Mu raised his hand to hold him, frowned and stared at him, "Do you want to take the painkiller pill?"

"No, no, no, no. Um..." Mr. Ding couldn't help but be speechless.

This guy asked him in a consulting tone, but he still slapped the pain pill into his mouth with one hand.

It's a very rude technique, and it makes people feel upset.

"You, why, are you, back again?"

"I want to come back if I want to come back. Do you care about you?" Xiao's face was paralyzed and opened his face coldly, and he said angrily.

Mr. Ding:...

She came back just because she was worried about her, so why did she say nothing good to her?

"I, I, I, forgave you."

Qiao Mu couldn't help but feel a little excited and retorted, "What place do I need you to forgive?"

"You are right, you are always right, and you are not rude to me, but in fact, you are still very concerned about it!"

Qiao Mu gave him a "hehe" and said coldly, "I just don't want you, a living person, and just died on my island, making my place dirty and stinky."

"Speak, don't say anything, I can't help but be sincere!"

"What do you always like to talk?" Qiao Mu pulled out the silver needle from his body impatiently, stared at him, and then secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The stuttering should be much better now, not as shaking as before.

It was like that just now, it seemed like it was so trembling that even my internal organs were about to be thrown out.

"You don't want to tell the truth. I can't tell you any disease just from my pulse." Qiao Mu said coldly, "Finger."
Chapter completed!