This Warm Marriage is Bone-deep Sweet

   Chapter 861 How many capable people have quirks!

  Lianzhen was surprised, but he didn't believe in Shanglu's deceit.

  Although he has a good understanding of Chinese medicine at a young age, it is too mysterious to say that he is a descendant of Shennong.

  The young people nowadays are too exaggerated!

  Shang Lu held his chin proudly. As soon as he retracted the small cloth bag into the coat, the man opened his mouth, "Before going to the sterile room, give her a pulse."

  He moved his eyebrows together, "No kidding?"

  "Take her pulse, otherwise Silber won't talk." The man threatened in a cold tone.

  Shang Lu sneered, "You summoned me back to China and took my car, and now you are still threatening me?"

  "Last month, at the International Auto Show, a five-hundred-kilometer-per-hour golden concept Silbe was released!"

  Shang Lu's heart beats!

  The car he drove was only 430 kilometers!

  So, Qin Si has a new style in his hand? !

Shang Lu gritted his teeth and stretched out his index finger to point at Qin Baiyu, "You are awesome! I'll see it!"

  In this life, besides medical skills, he loves Silbe alone.

  Lianzhen stood quietly to the side, listening to the conversation between the two of them, but her heart was not at all peaceful.

  He didn’t know Shanglu, even in the domestic medical circle, he had never heard of this person.

  But he went into the laboratory alone, staying for a whole day, and the smell of Chinese medicinal materials almost spread around the entire laboratory.

  He thought, the Fourth Young Master of the Qin Family is not an impulsive man.

  Since he can bring the other party back to see Xiao Qi, Shang Lu must have his own advantages.

  ……

  Ten minutes later, a group of three people went to the rest room on the top floor.

Before entering the door, Shanglu picked up a trash can from the corridor strangely.

   Suspicious, but did not stop it.

  There are many capable people with quirks, and he just wants to see how capable Shanglu is in Chinese medicine.

  In the lounge, Yan Shiqi still kept the posture of the man before leaving.

  Suddenly hearing the movement of the door, she turned her head and saw three figures walking slowly.

   can't see clearly, but she can see the silhouette of a man at a glance.

  "Put out your hand!" Shang Lu said suddenly, his voice slightly tense.

  Yanyan is puzzled at times, so I still do.

  She rolled the sleeves of the sweater to her upper arm and spread her hands on the table, Shanglu was already sitting opposite her.

  Looking at it this way, she was a little clear, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up.

   Isn't it...giving her a pulse? !

  Sure enough, when Shang Lu sat across from her, he conveniently placed the trash can by the table.

  He took a deep breath, looked at Yan Shiqi’s eyes, twisted his eyebrows, and stretched out his fingertips without saying a word.

  Shanglu's hands are very beautiful.

  Slim and well-proportioned, with distinct joints, even the color of the nails is light pink.

  Lianzhen stood beside Qin Baiyu. He watched Shanglu's pulse preparation movement without an instant, and he felt strange.

  It’s just a pulse. As for doing such a big psychological construction?

  Three minutes later——

   "Oh..."

  Lianzhen watched Shang Lu tightening the corners of his lips to check his pulse, and holding the trash can, the corners of his mouth twitched.

  Yan Shiqi was even more pale, and was frightened by Shanglu's vomiting.

  She couldn't help but sniffing her body vaguely. There was no smell. The bath last night was still fragrant.

  How could Shanglu spit like this? !

  Qin Baiyu looked at Shanglu with a single word, and a touch of disapproval flashed across his eyes, and then walked to Yan Shiqi’s bed, held her shoulders, and whispered in her ear, "It has nothing to do with you. He is sick and cannot touch a woman."

  Even Zhen also heard it, and it suddenly dawned on me.

  Shanglu was vomiting very badly, with sweat on his forehead, shaking his fingers at Qin Baiyu, vomiting again.

  (End of this chapter)