sturdy medical concubine

Chapter 89
"It's yours if you give it to you. What does a big man look like when he's still so moaning? Hurry up and pack up all the money! Besides, it's not a lot. You really deserve it. It's what you deserve."

Luo Zhanyan gave him a good lesson directly, and the waiter in the shop took the money with peace of mind.

At night, Luo Zhanyan woke up again from her sleep, this time the pain was more unbearable than before, especially the itching feeling, which can be described as thousands of ants crawling on her body.

"Ah~" A shrill cry pierced the silent night sky and woke up flocks of birds.

Luo Zhanyan's slender nails cut bright red bloodstains on her face, and the googling blood flowed out directly.

Originally, it would only occur once every seven days, but this time I don't know why, the time of this attack was earlier, is there any hint?
The more and more frequent episodes of this disease are closely related to the worsening of the disease. I really don't know what she should do.

That night Luo Zhanyan slept soundly, not particularly well, except for the slight tingling sensation on her face, and the fear of life in her heart, which slowly filled her heart.

Early the next morning, Luo Zhanyan woke up early, fetched a basin of clean water, and went to clean up the blood stains left in the house last night.

Just as she was about to take out the basin of blood, the waiter brought her some steamed buns and clear porridge for her breakfast, and happened to see the large basin of blood in Luo Zhanyan's hand, Immediately frightened.

"Girl, what's wrong with you? Why is there such a big basin of blood in your hand, it looks very scary."

Luo Zhanyan turned her head slightly, not wanting the shop waiter to see anything.

"Girl, what's the matter with you? Could it be related to your shrill cry last night?"

She raised her head in surprise, and looked into the shop boy's eyes. How did he know that the shrill cry last night was hers?
"you……"

"I can still hear your voice. After I heard the voice yesterday, I came to your room and stood outside for a long time. I saw that there was no movement in your room. I was afraid that it would disturb your rest. In the end, I came to your room." No knock."

"You came to see me last night?"

Luo Zhanyan suddenly felt warm in his heart. Although he didn't come in, it's great that he can have such a heart.

"En." The waiter nodded heavily, and then gave Luo Zhanyan an extremely beautiful smile.

Many people may think that this kind of smile is something that a waiter should have, it is their signature smile, but it is such an extremely ordinary thing that makes Luo Zhanyan feel very satisfied and full of faith in life.

"Thank you."

Luo Zhanyan thanked him, and then left with the big basin of blood in his hand, while the shop waiter just stood there stupidly, looking at the back that was gradually moving away, feeling like he couldn't grasp it. The line slowly widens the distance between them.

After Luo Zhanyan poured out the water, she found that the waiter was still standing there, waiting for her. There seemed to be something wrong, right?

"Second brother, why are you still standing here? Could it be that you are looking for me for something?"

"Uh, this is breakfast for you. After you finish eating, take a rest. When I finish my work, I will accompany you to the examination room."

After finishing speaking, the figure disappeared in a short time. Luo Zhanyan wanted to say "no need", but it hung in her throat, and she didn't utter it. In the end, she could only swallow it as it was.

Luo Zhanyan looked at the clear porridge on the table, walked slowly to the door, closed the door, and then lifted the veil, exposing the sleepless scratched face in the air.

The waiter, who was hiding in the dark, came out at this moment and looked at the tightly closed door, feeling a slight pain in his heart.

When did this diaphragm start, and why doesn't he feel it at all?But now it was so real in front of her that he had to face it.

Looking at her temperament, even if she is an ugly monster, she is not worthy of a little girl like him. As long as she lives well, that is the best comfort for him.

Luo Zhanyan was quietly eating porridge and side dishes in the room, while a dazed figure floated outside the room.

After she finished her meal, she went to bed and lay down for a while, making up for the sleep she lost last night.

Just when she was in a deep sleep, she seemed to feel someone knocking on the door. The sound made her wake up from her sleep immediately, put on the veil in a hurry, and went to open the door up.

"Second brother, why are you?"

Luo Zhanyan looked at the waiter in the shop sleepily, with a typical appearance of just getting out of bed.

"Girl, you haven't woken up yet, I think it's getting late, I want you to get ready first, and set off with me later.

Today is the second exam, so it's better for the girl to arrive early. Although there are very few people in the exam today, there will definitely be no fewer people watching the excitement than yesterday.

So, it's better for us to go early, so that we don't have to squeeze in from the crowd. "

Luo Zhanyan was a little dizzy, she only knew that the waiter wanted to tell her to go to the examination room earlier, so she replied him.

"It's all about you, what else do I have to worry about! I'm going to take a closer look now, and you can call me again in a quarter of an hour!"

"This... ok!"

Although I want to ask Luo Zhanyan to go early, but seeing how tired she is, I'd better let her have a good rest first, and call her back later.

What she said just now, "With you in everything, what else do I have to worry about!" made him feel warm in his heart, as if all the things that were lost before had returned in an instant.

He felt that his fighting spirit was high again, at least she still had a little bit of status in her heart that belonged to him, and that was enough.

In order to allow Luo Zhanyan to sleep for a while, the shop waiter decided to wake her up very late on his own initiative.

So there was such a scene on the street, a man dressed as a waiter, holding a masked woman by the hand, shouted "Get out of the way, get out of the way."

But fortunately, most of the people on the street have gone to watch the game, and a very small number of them are on their way, so the kind of people who will bump into them are rare.

(End of this chapter)