Dog rolls affect my wall climbing speed

In fact, Qiancheng Xue'e already knew who to go to when she asked about it at home.

——Who else could it be but Curlythorn the Dog?

The itching in her throat got better after taking a can of cough syrup for her at home, but it still felt like a foreign object was stuck, making her very anxious.

"It's best not to cough it up. Roses have thorns. If you spit out one flower, another will grow. The rhizome may scratch the throat."

Qiancheng Yuue nodded, silently pulled up the quilt to cover half of her face, and looked at the ceiling quietly as a living corpse.

The smell of disinfectant lingered on the tip of her nose, and she felt a little sad lying alone in the medical room.

Qiancheng Xuehui is not a person who can endure loneliness. When Gou Juanji was busy, she had a good time with Peng Gelie's people. When she went to Kyoto, she quickly found a partner, and she had time to think wildly when she was quiet.

Why did she feel that the results of her spells were not so smooth as she wished.

The most important thing is that it is always imposed on oneself.

Jia Ruozi took off her gloves and sat on the chair next to her. Her legs were crossed and her body was slightly leaned back. This was a relaxed and friendly posture for conversation.

"Flower vomiting is a relatively special condition, and generally no one will get it." The doctor leaned his elbow on the armrest next to him, and said in a slightly curious tone, "How did you get it?"

Qiancheng Xuehui made a swallowing movement, and said in a hoarse voice: "I can't control my spell transformation, and I encountered...cough...super curse."

Jia Ruozi pushed the water on the table forward, signaling her not to worry, drink a few sips before talking.

"When the symptoms are not relieved, it is best to eat liquid food and three tubes of cough syrup a day."

Qiancheng Xuehui thanked her and stood up.

Her data analysis ability is top-notch, and she originally thought that Vengley's strange doctor Shamar might have a solution, but most of the people except Vengley had already taken a special plane back to Italy early, so the weight was shifted down.

Fortunately, the family has a lot of experience and knowledge.

The black-haired woman exchanged crossed legs, she propped her cheeks and asked, "Then let's talk about your spell power? The group of people in the Buddhist monastery are useless, maybe I can give you some clues."

Although Jiarui Nitzi looked tired, he gave people a very gentle feeling, and he was the only one who could talk to him in this empty medical room, Qiancheng Xue'e did not refuse.

Jia Ruozi glanced at her thoughtfully: "But your throat is not suitable for talking too much, let me ask you to answer."

Qiancheng Xue'e in the quilt nodded.

Jia Ruozi patted her on the head: "Listen to them, you developed the magic power halfway? Before that, you couldn't see the curse. Once you discover the ability, the magic power will be transformed?"

Qiancheng Yukie nodded again.

"Excavation the day after tomorrow... Generally speaking, it's impossible. Have you met anyone?" Jia Ruozi was talking when the phone rang suddenly. She picked it up to look at the person on the screen, and then said, "Sorry, I have a headache call."

Of course, Qiancheng Xuehui would not stop Yarui Nitzi from answering the phone, she obediently lay on the bed and pressed her throat, tormented by itching and pain.

The phone call at home was very fast, and when he came back, he said to Qiancheng Xuehui: "Wu told me that you are an acquaintance of Goujujiji... If you can talk to him normally, it may be because the spell power has been suppressed." Transformed to cover the eyes."

Qiancheng Xuehui acts as a ruthless nodding robot.

Jia Ruozi lowered her eyes by the bed, she caught the dodge in the girl's eyes, and showed a clear expression: "Do you need to call him over?"

Qiancheng Xuehui curled her hands under the quilt lightly, and said in a low voice, "I... I will do it myself."

She took out her phone, clicked on the input window, entered and deleted, and repeated seven or eight times.

Jia Ruozi tilted his head: "You seem to be hesitant?"

"But it doesn't matter, that guy Wu is already on his way after he finished talking, and the Tokyo Conjuration High School is not far from here." The doctor laughed twice, and his decadent facial expression became animated because of excessive 996. "Your bamboo horse cares about you."

Qiancheng Xuehui:!

Qiancheng Xuehui: "I can actually cough and cough by myself..."

Her hesitation was not because she was resisting kissing the dog, but she just felt that the intimate interaction caused by this kind of thing would cause embarrassment for them.

The most important thing is that she hurt herself again without telling the dog.

He would absolutely, absolutely be mad!

Jia Ruozi sighed with emotion in a low voice, it's nice to be young, opened the drawer and took a tube of cough syrup.

"Goujuan will come here occasionally. I checked the records. Most of the backlashes of the spellcaster are in the throat. Cough syrup is necessary." She shook the cough syrup in her hand, opened the bottle cap with one hand and handed it to Qian Chengxue Hui Hui, "According to your relationship, it should be fine to drink a tube of cough syrup from him."

--No problem at all.

Qiancheng Xue'e raised her head and drank the syrup, the sweet taste permeated between her lips and teeth, and the pain in her throat seemed to be lessened.

Does he come here often too?

The spellcaster arrived soon.

When he arrived, his breath was not smooth, Qiancheng Xuehui saw that there was thin sweat on his forehead, and worry and anger were contained in his purple eyes, the girl's heart skipped a beat, and she slowly burrowed into the quilt.

Wujo Wu, who was nearly two meters tall, leaned out from behind the door, and greeted them with a smile.

Jia Ruzi briefly described Qiancheng Xue'e's symptoms to Gou Juji, patted Qiancheng Xuee's shoulder reassuringly, then got up and walked to the door, leaving the nervous girl face to face with her bamboo horse.

Gojo Satoru watched her close the door, raised a question mark in doubt, and was about to go in to express his condolences, when the cool sound of the glass entering the house sounded.

The doctor put his hands in his pockets, took a cigarette in his mouth and didn't light it: "You shouldn't be so bad that you want to go in at this time, right?"

Gojo Gojo's hand on the doorknob froze, and he withdrew his hand with a haha.

……

Regardless of whether he was angry or questioned, he had to move back. Gou Juanji looked helplessly at Qiancheng Xuehui who was holding the sheet on the bed and staring at him.

Her face was pale.

Flower vomiting, a very rare condition.

And it was transferred to him after Qiancheng Xuehui's technique was activated.

Gou Juanji feels that Qiancheng Xue'e’s life has become troubled since she can see the curse, but she is not by her side for various reasons, and she may not be able to arrive in time when problems arise— — This kind of cognition made the young man feel uneasy.

Qiancheng Xuehui hesitantly said sorry, Gou Juanji sighed, and found that there was still no way to be completely ruthless.

So he sat on the edge of the bed, and Qiancheng Xue'e propped up her body and moved a little, moving closer to him.

"Sorry to worry you again."

His voice was a bit hoarse, and the dog Curly Thorn keenly noticed this. He pursed his lips, pulled the zipper of the uniform collar down, and lowered his head to approach.

Qiancheng Xuehui's eyesight was so poor that she quickly reached out her hand to cover his mouth, she turned her head and coughed twice, the faint smell of blood mixed with the smell of cough syrup permeated between her lips and teeth.

She stubbornly stopped his further actions: "If it's just to save me, I don't want it."

Goujuanji stared at her for a few seconds, then grabbed her wrist, and pulled her hands to the sides with a little force, and the line of defense was easily defeated.

Qiancheng Yukie closed her eyes nervously.

The dog curly spine didn't close his eyes, and he could see the trembling eyelashes of the girl in front of him, like a butterfly flapping its wings gently - she was very nervous.

The young man let out a low snort, he bit Qiancheng Xue'e's lips in retaliation, and the tip of his canine teeth rubbed against her, making her shrink back instinctively.

The dog curly spine didn't give it a chance, he put his hand on her lower back and leaned towards him.

He pried her lips open, Qiancheng Yuue did not resist, this action was easy, and felt two flavors at the same time.

The smell of blood took over.

Qiancheng Xue'e didn't dare to open her eyes, she was almost deprived of her breath, Goujuanji let go of her halfway, and the magic speller took out cough syrup from the drawer with ease, so the ambiguous kiss became sweet again. smell.

Yukie Qiancheng clenched his uniform tightly, trying to explain in the gap that she didn't mean to be injured.

The boy interrupted her with a slightly hoarse voice: "How do you feel?"

Qiancheng Xuehui blinked her eyes twice quickly, and the itchiness in her throat had not completely subsided. Although the feeling of wanting to spit out flower petals was gone, the strange thirst still remained.

The girl's voice trembled slightly: "...I don't know."

The dog curly thorn buried her neck, and the slightly heavy breath sprinkled on her skin, and a small patch of red soon appeared on the shoulder blade.

"Then try a few more times."

……

Goujuanji opened the door, and Gojo Wu and Iaru Nitzi's sights fell on him at the same time.

The dog curly spine was startled: "Dried bonito...!"

Why didn't he know that the super conjurer and the few medical staff were so leisurely.

Wujo Wu's voice was full of gossip: "How is it? How did you come out so fast?"

"Virgin boys, don't act like you have enough experience." Iamori Glass pushed his shoulder, disgusted with his gossiping expression, "You guys wait outside, I'll go in and see how Xuehui is doing. .”

Gojo Satoru hooked the shoulder of the spellcaster with a grin.

Goujuanji took a step back, avoiding Wujou's question with a straight face.

Qiancheng Xue'e buried herself in the quilt to act as a shy ostrich, while Gou Juji pulled up her neckline to cover her slightly red and swollen lips from the entangled kisses.

The smell of cough syrup hadn't dissipated completely, and the dog curly brushed the corner of his lower lip with the tip of his tongue.

Qiancheng Xue'e bit him a few times.

The ears of the spellcaster were reddish, and his gaze shifted into the room following the white coat, and saw a small white figure bulging on the hospital bed.

Gojo Satoru whistled, looking like he was watching a good show.

Jia Ruozi pulled out Qiancheng Xue'e who was trying to suffocate herself to death, saw her bury her face in the pillow and refused to come out, sighed and patted the little girl on the back.

According to this reaction, there must be nothing wrong.

The warm voice of the family entered the glass: "Let me check it, if there is no problem, you can go home."

Qiancheng Xue'e struggled a bit, she pulled herself out of the pillow, turned over and lay down, and opened her mouth obediently for her to check.

The gunpowder swept across her red blood dripping face, the lady thoughtfully didn't say anything, just checked for a while, moved the fill light away, and took a step back with the chair.

Qiancheng Xue'e closed her mouth and hesitated: "Well, can I do this?"

Jia Ruozi turned his head sideways and wrote for a while, then lowered his eyes and tore off the paper on the board and handed it to Qiancheng Xuehui.

"No problem, but it's best to come to me once a day for a review in a week." She deduced for a while, "I was still in Tokyo at that time, anyway, Gojo Satoru is a student of Gojo Satoru, you can just contact Gojo Satoru .”

Qiancheng Xuehui: "One time what?"

The family entered the glass: "Kiss."

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