Seven Nights of Forbidden Love: Good Morning, Chief!

Chapter 137: What do you see (modified)

Dr. Weir can never go wrong.

So, it's okay.

"Then what kind of medicine do you often take?" Qin Muchen asked Gu Shinian's arm, slightly dissatisfied.

Gu Shinian himself didn't expect to be okay.

She was in pain a few days ago.

"Gu Shinian, I'll ask you something." Qin Muchen watched her distracted, grabbed her unhappily and stared at her.

"Ah. What?" Gu Shinian returned to his senses, patted his head, and asked nonchalantly: "You just asked me what?"

Qin Muchen took a deep breath and said, "I ask you what medicine you take?"

What kind of medicine?

What medicine?

medicine?

Gu Shinian's forehead brightened, and sincerely replied: "The medicine for dysmenorrhea."

"I had dysmenorrhea before." She didn't dare to look at him, her eyes were dodgy, and her voice was intermittent: "It's also very serious now. The conditioning is not well done, so she can only rely on medicine."

Dysmenorrhea requires long-term conditioning.

No matter how much Qin Muchen knew, this reason was absolutely impeccable.

Qin Muchen's brows were knotted: "That's it?"

"...Ah, that's it." Gu Shinian saw that he was unhappy, and added an extra sentence to explain: "This, this kind of thing, how am I embarrassed to say it."

Dysmenorrhea or something is really hard to tell.

Qin Muchen's narrow eyes narrowed, looking at her slightly disturbed face.

If someone else changed his job, he would definitely not believe a word.

But what Dr. Well said, he had to believe it.

Is she okay?

Qin Muchen's mood was tense for a few days, and finally he could breathe a sigh of relief.

She is fine.

Gu Shinian also breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately gritted his teeth uneasy. What's going on? Who is hiding it for her?

...

Because she casually talked about dysmenorrhea, Dr. Well waved his hand and prescribed a lot of medicine back.

Gu Shinian looked at the bowl of black concoction, and his face was almost black when he drank it.

Does this count as self-inflicted?

Why doesn't she just talk about individual reasons.

As soon as she finished drinking, she vomited dimly like a pregnancy reaction.

Climbing out of the bathroom weakly, Gu Shinian pointed to the medicine piled up like a hill on the table, and asked with a hint of anticipation: "You don't need to finish all those medicine, right?"

"Weir said, this is only the first course of treatment." Qin Muchen closed the document and told her the truth in a cold tone.

Gu Shinian's eyes went black and almost fainted.

This is the first course of treatment?

Then how much of this black medicine must she take!

Qin Muchen pushed a box of candies over.

Gu Shinian moved naturally to pick up one and eat it. The sweet smell spread in her mouth, and she quickly covered her mouth.

Beware of Qin Muchen's kiss again suddenly.

Seeing his stupid appearance, Qin Muchen had no idea whatsoever.

He habitually tapped his fingers on the tabletop, making a rustling sound. After a few seconds, he said, "Clean up, we are going back at night."

"Oh, good."

This Gu Shinian raised both hands in agreement.

She can't really love this place.

...

In the evening, they flew back to city x.

When he got off the plane, Gu Shinian was already drowsy, and after a few naps, his sleepy eyes were narrowed.

As soon as he left the airport, Qin Muchen took off his coat and put it on her.

Feeling warm, Gu Shinian raised his head and gave him a heartless smile: "Thank you."

"Ok."

Qin Muchen didn't talk a lot, and around her waist, opened the door of the car and let her sit in.

Just as Gu Shinian was about to sit in, suddenly, her shoulder hurt violently.

She raised her head in surprise, and saw Qin Muchen staring blankly in one direction, the strength of her hand increased unconsciously, as if she was about to crush her shoulder.

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