I want to live, get married

She couldn't help asking: "Yanhan, what are you doing?"

"Add salt water! I'll use it for you later." Liu Yanhan was still busy with his work, without even raising his eyelids.

"I use it! How do I use it?"

"Cleanse the viscera."

"Wash... wash... what?" He Qingqing asked with a look of horror, which was unheard of.

Seeing that he was puzzled, Liu Yanhan explained: "Oh, this is specially ordered by the master. To perform the mind-setting technique, you must keep the inside and outside of the body clean and clean. The medicinal bath you take now is to clean the outside, and you will use these in a while. The light salt water cleanses the internal organs, so the surgery can only be performed after proper preparation.”

As he spoke, Liu Yanhan fetched a bamboo tube the thickness of a thumb, and walked to the bathtub.

Reminding He Qingqing: "It's enough time for the medicine bath, let's wipe it off for you, let's start."

He Qingqing looked at the bamboo tube in Liu Yanhan's hand, and a vague ominous feeling rose in his heart.

She timidly asked: "This...how are you going to wash it? Where do you wash it? Yanhan, you...don't scare me with this thing."

Seeing He Qingqing's resistance, in order to dispel her doubts, she quickly explained.

"Don't be afraid, this is the usual method of doctors - the technique of washing dirty. A hundred years ago, Miao Gong, the ancestor of medicine, recorded in his book "Prescriptions of Thousand Gold" that 'boil salt soup and pour it into the big hole with bamboo slips', which is still used today. It's very mature."

"Big... big hole! That... isn't that right there! I... I..."

Hearing this, He Qingqing was about to cry.

She was still holding on to a little luck, hoping that she was wrong, so she asked Liu Yanhan for confirmation: "Yanhan, I understand right! It must be there."

"Well, that's right, it's exactly what you think." Liu Yanhan nodded in agreement.

At this moment, He Qingqing's heart sank completely, she wanted to cry or not, and begged: "Yanhan, please do me a favor, let me go, can I not do it?"

Seeing He Qingqing's frightened and terrified look, although Liu Yanhan felt pity in his heart, but this was the preparation that Hemei Medical Sage ordered to do, and he had to do it.

She gritted her teeth and refused, "No, it has to be done, otherwise I won't be able to perform the mind-setting technique for a while. Don't be afraid, relax, it's not self-praise. There is no disciple in the entire Xinyi Valley that is better than mine. I will never let you There's a tinge of pain."

"I, He Qingqing, am a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death, but... But is this a question of whether it hurts or not? This is a question of where to put your face." He Qingqing said shamefully and angrily.

"Oh, don't make a fuss, miss, cooperate, okay, get up quickly, lie down on the bench over there, and make a good posture, so that I can help you perform the operation."

After being dragged and dragged, He Qingqing was finally fished out of the tub by Liu Yanhan, wiped clean, fully dressed, and escorted to lie on the bench next to her.

On the sidelines, he continued to prepare things. Killing people is nothing more than nodding their heads, and death is a pleasure, but the waiting between the dying and the dying is the most anxious, because you don't know when the disaster will come.

He Qingqing held back the "plop plop" heartbeat that was about to jump out of her throat, and took a few deep breaths.

Poor Xixi begged Liu Yanhan: "Yanhan, hurry up, don't waste me."

"Why are you in a hurry, if you don't prepare well, you will suffer for a while, don't be stunned, and put on a good posture."

"Pose, what pose?" He Qingqing asked doubtfully.

"Lie down on a bench with your head down, your knees bent behind you, and your back a bit higher."

While speaking, he raised his hand and pushed her, signaling to speed up.

Although reluctant, He Qingqing still bit the bullet and held herself in this position. She was so ashamed that she wished she could shrink herself into a ball and disappear into the air.

Burying her blood-red cheeks in the crook of her arms, she muttered in a nasal voice with aggrieved voice: "This... it's okay!"

"Well, that's all right, keep it like this throughout the whole process."

He Qingqing just answered with a "hum" and didn't want to say more.

She was indignant in her heart, is there anyone in the world who is as unlucky as herself, who has lost all her self-esteem before doing anything serious with her betrothed person, what face is there, and wants to keep a bit of dignity and beauty in front of the person she likes Image, why is it so difficult.

"what--"

Then, a howl broke through the peaceful Xinyi Valley.

But having said that, Liu Yanhan was not lying, she was skillful, while He Qingqing didn't suffer much, almost didn't feel it at all.

When she came back to her senses, Liu Yanhan had already done everything.

That howling was purely out of timidity.

He raised his hand and patted He Qingqing's back lightly, and said: "You have to bear it yourself, you have to let the salt water stay in it for about a moment. In short, you should try your best to hold it back until you can't bear it."

"Now you don't have to lie on your stomach, it's really uncomfortable, you lie on your side for a while."

As he spoke, he put a soft cushion on the bench, and carefully helped He Qingqing to turn around and lie down.

In order to let her lie down more comfortably, Liu Yanhan also sat down on a stool and let her pillow on her lap.

After adjusting properly, Liu Yanhan gently patted He Qingqing's stiff body to help him relax, and comforted him: "It's okay, I'll be fine in a while, I'll be with you, relax."

He Qingqing was uncomfortable mixed with shame, she was extremely wronged, she complained.

"Yanhan, why am I so miserable! It's too difficult to do a heart-setting technique. I can't even cry because I've been tossing so hard, and my face is gone."

Seeing the tossed and defeated look of the person in front of him, Liu Yanhan felt a little distressed and helpless.

Whispering gently in her ear: "What are you talking about! Why are you embarrassed in front of me..."

"How could it be possible not to lose face...", He Qingqing sobbed.

"Didn't I say it earlier, since you and I are connected, there is no need to hide anything, and I don't only admire you when you are glamorous..." Liu Yanhan gently stroked He Qingqing's back.

"Whether it's embarrassing or embarrassing, I accept everything. You are sick now. Fortunately, I am a medical student and can take care of you personally. I feel very lucky. I hope you can accept all of this calmly. Don't always worry about face. Have a little sex, okay?"

"Really? Yanhan, do you really think so? You won't dislike my embarrassment?"

"Yes!" He raised his hand and poked the tip of her nose.

Liu Yanhan smiled dotingly and said: "Anyway, since the first time I saw you, you haven't had a good time."

Thinking about it too, I didn't appear in front of her in such a graceful manner, and when I met her, I was lingering on a sick bed, with a haggard appearance, so my heart was relieved.

But he still refused to give in and said: "Yanhan, treat me well, just wait, I... I... must make up for it, and let you see the glamorous and beautiful side of Miss Ben."

"Okay, okay, you are beautiful, you are the prettiest in my heart." Liu Yanhan followed her words.

"This... this is more or less the same." Hearing something nice, he felt a little more at ease.

Yue Mo lay on his side like this for a while.

He Qingqing began to feel unbearable cramps in her stomach, and hummed: "Oh...it hurts...it hurts me to death."

After finishing speaking, Liu Yanhan reached out and rubbed gently, feeling that there was not enough time.

He whispered softly: "I know you are in severe pain, bear with it first, it's not enough for a moment, you have to let the salt water stay in your body for a long time before it can cleanse your internal organs, so you just persevere."

In this way, He Qingqing could only grit her teeth and stiffen her teeth, and the colic gradually deepened, and the pain made her pale and sweat profusely.

The inside is like a tossing river and sea, it's hard to bear.

She gritted her teeth tightly, grabbed Liu Yanhan's skirt and begged, "Yanhan, I can't take it anymore, it's so hard, it hurts me to death, uh..."

Guessing that the time had come, Liu Yanhan gently wiped off the cold sweat that oozed from her forehead, and helped her to sit up.

Said: "It's about time, I'll help you go to a quiet place, if you can control it for a while, control it for a while, try to clean up as much as possible."

Hearing this, He Qingqing couldn't help but slander: "Am I a sieve? Let's hold it for a while, and treat it as washing rice and draining water?"

But the abdominal pain made her unable to refute, so she could only compromise sickly: "Got it, Yanhan, stop talking, hurry up, I really... can't bear the pain."

In an instant, He Qingqing was half dragged and half supported by Liu Yanhan to a quiet place.

With a black face on her face, she said weakly to Liu Yanhan who was standing by her side: "You...you don't hurry up and get out, stay here, let me...how can I be ashamed?"

"That won't work, you're so weak now, I'm afraid you might faint in case."

"You... are you sincerely letting me have nowhere to put my face?"

Liu Yanhan said bluntly: "Hurry up, I don't despise you."

The abdominal pain was unbearable, and I really didn't have the energy to argue with others. He Qingqing begged pitifully and helplessly: "Yanhan, my good sister, please, please, don't torture me, get out quickly... I can't bear the pain Living!"

Seeing that she is really thin-skinned, I'm sorry, Liu Yanhan finally compromised.

"Be careful yourself! I'll be guarding outside, if anything goes wrong, call me right away, do you hear me?"

Before leaving, Liu Yanhan was still worried.

"I know, hurry... let's go..."

He raised his trembling hand and waved it, hoping to end this embarrassing situation immediately.

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PS: The technique of cleaning up the filth was made up, Mr. Miao, without this person, it was also made up, and it was fabricated by "A Thousand Gold Prescriptions".

However, Sun Simiao's "Thousand Gold Prescriptions" is true.