"It's been so long." Sima Jianian also frowned, looking very cute.
Sima Jianian bent down again, blew on Sima Yi's arm, and said while blowing: "The little phoenix blows it, it's so fast!"
Sima Yi looked at his daughter with a funny look. Although this daughter is not very quiet most of the time, she is always so cute and considerate at critical moments. She is worthy of being his Sima Yi's daughter.
Sima Yi was proud in his heart. At this time, Mo Ranran pushed open the door and walked in. When she saw the expression, she knew that she was very unhappy in dealing with the people outside.
"Everyone said that you should rest when you are sick. Those people still have to come in and I will get angry!" Mo Ranran muttered and sat next to Sima Yi's bed again. She lowered her head and saw her daughter pointing to Sima Yi's arm.
Blow up.
"Little Phoenix, what are you doing?" Mo Ranran asked strangely. Sima Jianian raised her head and said in a silence: "It's good to blow it."
Mo Ranran burst out laughing. Who told her that she would get better after blowing? But such a daughter looks really cute.
"Little Phoenix is so good!" Mo Ranran stretched out his right hand and touched his daughter's head, and then said, "But it's enough, the little Phoenix can get up."
After hearing this, Sima Jianian sat up again and asked Sima Yi: "Really? Daddy, move!"
Sima Yi was a little embarrassed. His arm had no intuition. How could it be really good if his daughter was blown away? He just looked at his daughter's expectant eyes and was reluctant to let her care, so he really tried to use it.
force.
This time, even Mo Ranran was surprised. Sima Yi's left arm actually lifted up. Although he couldn't lift it up and he quickly put it down, both of them could see it.
It was clear, absolutely true, Sima Yi's arm could move.
"Dad is really good, great!" Sima Jianian said excitedly while clapping her hands. Now Sima Yi and Mo Ranran are completely convinced that what they just saw is not an illusion.
"Little Phoenix's tone is so magical?" Mo Ranran said in surprise, and Sima Yi nodded blankly.
"I'll call Shengguang!" Mo Ranran said, then stood up and ran out, leaving Sima Yi to look at his daughter who was looking around, who didn't know what was going on.
Mo Ranran came back soon, but what he brought was not Sheng Guang but the imperial doctor transferred by the emperor. Because Sheng Guang returned to the Prince Consort's Mansion, Mo Ranran was not found for a while.
After the imperial doctor's inspection, it turned out that the toxins in Sima Yi's body decreased, but as for why, it was not found out.
After the imperial doctor left, Mo Ranran went to Sima Yi again and tried to let Sima Yi raise his arm and left leg, and found that the amplitude of his arm movement had increased again.
"What the hell is going on? Could it be that the little phoenix is really blowing it?" Mo Ranran said in confusion, thinking with one hand on her chin.
"If that's true, wouldn't our daughter have blown out the fairy spirit?" Sima Yi shook his head. How could such a thing be possible?
"Or, what special thing you have eaten recently to neutralize the medicinal properties?" Mo Ranran guessed and said to herself: "No, most of the things you eat recently are the same, nothing special,
What's going on?"
Sima Yi called Mo Ranran's name, and when he saw that Mo Ranran finally came to his senses, he said, "Ranran, stop thinking about it, it's useless to think about it. Since there has been some improvement, it is a good thing. Maybe I can get up tomorrow and I can
Going down the ground and leaving."
Mo Ranran thought about it, just observe it for a day first, maybe if this continues, it will be better slowly.
That night, Mo Ranran and Sima Yi went to bed early. The next morning, Mo Ranran sat up from the bed. Sima Yi opened his eyes and saw Mo Ranran sitting aside, staring at him.
"Why are you staring at me early in the morning?" Sima Yi said in confusion.
Mo Ranran looked at Sima Yi's body and said anxiously: "Look, is your body better?"
Sima Yi then understood what Mo Ranran meant. He tried to move and found that the situation was indeed much better than yesterday. Sima Yi moved again and found that he could do it.
"Isn't this a bit too magical?" Sima Yi asked tentatively.
"Well, our daughter really blows the fairy spirit at you!" Mo Ranran nodded excitedly and continued, "Why don't you let your daughter help you blow after dinner?"
"Do you really believe it was my daughter who was blowing her breath?" Sima Yi looked at Mo Ranran with an excited look and asked uncertainly, but saw Mo Ranran nodding suddenly.
The final result was that Mo Ranran was really sad. After breakfast, she brought her daughter directly over and coaxed her daughter to let her blew a few more breaths at Sima Yi. Sima Jianian thought that this kind of blowing was really effective and was happy.
So he blew hard at Sima Yi's arm, making his face red when he smiled but he still tried hard.
Mo Ranran hurriedly pulled her daughter over and said, "It's enough, little phoenix is good, it's enough." As he said that, he looked at Sima Yi again and said, "Yi, are you trying it to see if there is any better?"
Sima Yi tried to move, feeling that there was no change compared to when he woke up early.
"Has there been no change?" Mo Ranran asked with some loss.
Sima Yi nodded helplessly: "It seems that it is not because of his daughter's breathing."
When Sima Yi said this, Sima Jianian was sad. It turned out that she did not blow her father's arm well. When she thought about it, she curled her mouth and started crying again.
"Little Phoenix doesn't cry. Daddy is lying to you. It's much better. Really, if you don't believe me, look." Sima Yi said and tried to raise his arm. Although there was no change, he still wanted to make his daughter happy.
Suddenly, Sima Yi seemed to remember something, and felt happy, thinking that it might be like he thought.
Sima Yi put his arm in front of his daughter, letting all his tears drip on the wounds of his arm.
It was not until Mo Ranran coaxed her daughter again that Sima Yi moved her arm away. Looking at Sima Yi's appearance, Mo Ranran also guessed a few points, so she did not stop Sima Yi's actions.
Sima Yi sat there feeling it, and tried to move again, and his arms were really moving more freely.
"It's much better!" Sima Yi said in surprise, "So it's not that Little Phoenix is so angry that it's her tears!"
"I see!"
Mo Ranran also remembered that when she entered the room yesterday, she saw that the corners of her daughter's eyes were wet. She didn't care at that time. Now she thought about it, she probably had cried, and Sima Yi's arms were wet at that time, so she should have