There is a tyrant in the home after the poison

Chapter 47
The corners of Yi Shuchen's eyes are warm, and he was taken aback when he saw Yang Churuo at first, and his amazement flashed by. It seems that he did not expect that there are such stunning beauties in the world, especially her watery eyes, what kind of eyes are they? Obviously weak but stubborn, obviously as warm as water, but revealing a touch of seeing through the vicissitudes of the world and a strong will to survive.

Vicissitudes?She looks like she is only seventeen or eighteen years old, what happened to her?How can there be such a deep feeling?What is the story behind her?
Although his heart was shocked, Yi Shuchen bowed elegantly, and the sound of a clear spring ding-dong sounded slowly, which made people feel at ease, "Girl, your illness has been around for seven or eight years, especially the cough. I have already hurt my heart and lungs, please forgive me for being rude, and take a pulse for you."

Xiaoliu Xiaohong looked at Yi Shuchen in a daze, and couldn't help feeling very fond of him.This man is not only elegant and elegant, but also gentle, kind and easy-going, and he does not stare at the young lady with obscene eyes like other men. Instead, he smiles at the corner of his mouth, which makes people feel inexplicably at ease.

Yang Churuo couldn't help taking a closer look at the gentle and smiling Yi Shuchen. How did he know that she had been ill for seven or eight years just by taking a look?There is also a cough... Inexplicable, Yang Churuo knew that this gentle man must have good medical skills.

Seeing that he was not malicious, Yang Churuo nodded slightly.

Yi Shuchen sat on the small stool brought by Xiaoliu, stretched out his white middle index finger with clear bones, and put it skillfully on Yang Churuo's pulse, and felt the pulse carefully. As soon as he put it on, Yi Shuchen's gentle face After a change, the smile suddenly disappeared, and he looked at the dazed Yang Churuo with some surprise.

"What's wrong with my young lady? Is there something wrong with her?" Xiao Liu clenched her hands tightly, and couldn't help but make a sound, because she saw the ugly face of Doctor Banxian for a moment.

"Cough cough..." Yang Churuo couldn't help coughing. Although the middle index finger resting on her pulse was warm and gentle, she just had a sense of foreboding. Heal her sickness.

"Girl, don't worry, no matter what the disease is, as long as you take the right medicine, it can be cured."

Xiao Liu was stunned, although she asked, but she was just a little girl, who would answer her, but this beautiful man who was exiled from the immortal answered, and smiled at her warmly, signaling her to be at ease, It seems that this young man is a good man.

Yi Shuchen suddenly let go of his hand on Yang Churuo's pulse, his face flushed, and he said unnaturally, "Girl, can I let you take a look... um... look at your arm."

"Yes, I'm afraid I will scare... the doctor." Although the embarrassment on Yi Shuchen's face flashed, Yang Churuo managed to capture it.

Yang Churuo couldn't help but startled.What is he shy about?She's not even shy.

Yi Shuchen gently rolled up her sleeves, and successfully saw that there were densely packed, bumpy wounds on her arms. Those wounds, old wounds added to new ones, all kinds of burns Yes, except for Yi Shuchen, everyone who had seen it countless times couldn't help being shocked. It's really hard to imagine what she went through to leave a deep and visible wound.

In Yi Shuchen's warm eyes, apart from a flash of shock, there was also deep distress.She is obviously just a weak woman, who is so cruel and inflicted so much violence on her, these injuries must have been seven or eight years old.

Yang Churuo withdrew her hand, already used to the shock of others seeing her wound.She doesn't need sympathy from others.

(End of this chapter)