Wake Up, Stop Dreaming [Quick Transmigration]

112

    After Wei needn't be brought in, Xiao Liu's drunk dark eyes stared at him, "You're Wei, don't you?"

    "Caomin Wei doesn't need to visit the emperor." Before

    his knees touched the ground, he was picked up and picked up. By the side of the bed, Wei doesn't need to talk nonsense, he takes the pulse directly.

    Xiao Liuzui scanned him sharply. This man was the doctor who had treated him in the King's Palace.

    Wei needn't deserve to be called a genius doctor. After taking the pulse to prescribe the prescription, several doctors from the hospital took turns to see that there was no problem.

    After the medicine was boiled, a young imperial physician in the hospital took a straw-like thing, rinsed his mouth several times, and was ready to feed the medicine, and saw that the bowl of medicine with an unpleasant smell was taken by the emperor. Take it.

    After taking a big sip, he leaned over and pointed at the queen's mouth. This action was repeated several times, until the decoction bottomed out, and then gently wiped the liquid that overflowed from the corners of the queen's lips.

    The eunuchs of the hospital lowered their heads, and the young doctor who had to be fed the medicine before hid himself behind everyone.

    When Zuo Yan woke up, it was the next night.

    When I woke up, I saw a face full of pleats smiling at him, "You are awake."

    Zuo Yan: How many years have I been in a coma? Xiao Liuzui has grown old to this virtue?

    System: "30 years have passed."

    Zuo Yan: I thought he was an old handsome man when he was old. I didn't expect the years to be unforgiving, but he was too harsh on him.

    Wei needn't wonder what he is doing so looking at him.

    Su Ke fell from the beam of the room, squeezed his head away from Wei, and said to the human on the bed: "You finally woke up, Lord, what is this?"

    Zuo Yan looked at him with two fingers and said with a dumb voice. : "Two."

    "What about this?"

    "One."

    Su Ke stretched out five fingers with a look of expectation, "What's this?"

    Zuo Yan: "Get off."

    Su Ke didn't need to say to Wei next to him: "The brain is not bad."

    "Are you questioning my medical skills?"

    "Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just in case, you see you are so old..."

    "You say I'm old?"

    Zuo Yan listened to the noise in his ear, looked at the gauze tent above his head, and thought about another thing seriously. When he was "applauding", he was vomiting blood. Will this cause the person involved? A shadow.

    For example, next time, I have to guard against spraying old blood on my face.

    System: "Just wear a mask."

    Zuo Yan: "...have thoughts."

    There was a patient lying on the side, the old and the young also knew how to do enough, helped him up, and ate less liquid food.