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"Why doesn't the girl eat? Is the food unspeakable? Bitong asked carefully.

"I can't eat it."

Her voice has been recuperated, and the answer is soft and beautiful.

Bitong carefully checked her face, a little pale, with fine cold sweat on her forehead, and a little trembling lips.

There are two explanations for not being able to eat. One is that she has accumulated food. In the past few days, she has eaten, slept and eaten. It is strange that she has not accumulated food. Second, do you have it?!

Ah! Bitong's heart beats faster. If it really has it, she can return to Gu's house openly, and then...

So he forgot about the ghost's upper body and only said reflexively, "Would you like to invite the doctor to have a look?"

Yan Ran was thinking about how to escape this disaster. Hearing the sound, he just looked at her unconsciously.

Doctor... She meditated, but a bright light suddenly burst out in her heart... Yes!

Bitong's eyes saw that her originally foggy eyes seemed to cross two lights in an instant, and her heart trembled.

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The doctor is here.

It seems to be no different from the characters in the costume films on TV. He is about 50 years old, with a long face like a loofah, and there are two age spots between the wrinkles. The white goatee made him look no different from the real goat. Yan Ran only waited for him to open his mouth and shout "B..."

I wanted to see what the suspended vein was. Was it really so magical, but I only covered my wrist with a square veil, and the ** curtain fell. The group of people she saw when she woke up that day was now vaguely arranged outside the pink-green curtain, extremely silent, like a decoration, and only faintly visible that Bitong was nervously wrung her hands. .

She was surprised that Bitong was nervous... Wasn't this invited by a doctor but a wizard? And these people waiting in the room just waited for an order and then rushed up to subdue her and bind her to the execution ground...

She pulled back her hand and sat up to open the curtain.

"Girl..." Bitong hurriedly came forward to close the account and whispered to the doctor, "The girl is emotionally unstable after a serious illness, please..."

"Nothing, nothing..."

The doctor trembled and pressed his finger on the reapply.

The glimpse of Jinghong just made him a little excited. The beauty of Miss Xueyan of the Cheng family really lives up to its reputation. The eyebrows and the lips of her eyebrows were simply... and the delicate jade hand... He was restless and his beard trembled. As a result, he put his finger on his wrist for a long time and did not give any reason.

Yan Ran looked at his eyes and kept sweeping into the tent, and couldn't help scolding in his heart: "Old pervert!"

After a long time, the doctor withdrew his hand and looked at Bitong suspiciously: "The girl's pulse is stable and powerful, and she should be healthy."

"Didn't you see anything else?"

Bitong thought that the doctor should not be dizzy and leaked his happy pulse.

"Other..." The doctor put his finger on the jade wrist again.

"The doctor..." Yan Ran couldn't help but feel weak.

This action was so weak and heartbreaking through the slightly moving curtain. In addition, the voice was so delicate that Song Guan almost couldn't help reaching out to hold Jiao* Niang.

Old pervert, I'll give you a chance to see beautiful women! Yan Ran gritted his teeth and gave himself a chance, and everything fell in one fell swoop.

The green fingers gently poked out the gap of the curtain, and the slightly wide sleeves slid to the elbow because of the action of raising the hand, revealing a jade-like arm. Although it was separated by the translucent silk tent, it was more attractive, and the slender jade finger on the light silk was half bent and half-upturned, weak.

She clearly heard a bang in Song Guan's throat.

"Cough..."

She coughed a few times, picked up the jade-colored Luopa by the pillow and brushed the corners of her lips, and brought up all the sets of Lin Daiyu that she saw in A Dream of Red Mansions. This kind of weakness was cracked.

"Recently, I always feel anxious and restless. I don't know why?"

Trying to chew words, the ancient text that I once hated finally came in handy.

"I just watched the girl eat it in recent days, and it has ginseng soup. Ginseng is a thing to invigorate qi, and it can indeed be refreshing after eating. However, I think the girl's pulse is normal, and it's okay to stop using this medicine.

Yan Ran glanced at Bitong quickly, which can explain the "jumping around".

"Dadman, you didn't see anything... something else?"

Bitong stressed again. She has no time to care about this. At present, if the girl's stomach is competitive, the world will be reversed.

"Can the girl show her face at first sight?"

Seeing Bitong frowning, Song Guan quickly explained: "Traditional Chinese medicine pays attention to hearing and asking questions. The girl's pulse is strong. Although her voice is low, she does not lose her breath. If you want to find any hidden symptoms, you can only..."

Song Guan brushed his goatee and closed his eyes slightly.

Bitong had to open the curtain.

It seems that light smoke and mist rolled by, and the bright moon came out.

Song Guan's breathing was blocked, which only made Bitong shout: "Mr. Song, Dr. Song..."

The spectators behind her burst out with a grunt of dissatisfaction. Cheng Xueyao rolled her eyes and shook her fan to the window.

"Oh, oh..." Song Guanfang came to his senses: "The girl's face is pale, and she thinks she is weak..."

"You just said you didn't lose your qi. Why is your qi weak again?"

"There are many kinds of gas..."

"Ok, just see if there is..." Bitong also didn't care about the suspicion of men and women. She blushed and said something in Song Guan's ear.

Song Guan's flabby eyelids suddenly raised, put his hand on his pulse, and meditated for a long time. Fang shook his beard and sighed.

"Really, I knew she didn't have such a good life, which made us watch a white drama for a long time. Qitong, what are you doing there? I know how to daydream. Is it time to wake up now?

A beautiful little maid in a bean sprout green dress looked this way, her eyes seemed to be sympathetic, and then hooked her head and followed Cheng Xueyao.

The string that had been tense suddenly broke, and everyone in the room breathed, and the hum began to sound.

Tang Fanrou moved to the bedside: "It's not a big deal. The most important thing is to take good care of yourself."

"Thank you, Er Niang."

Yan Ran was weak and wanted to say a blessing - God knew that she would not do it at all. Fortunately, Tang Fanrou supported her in time: "Family, thank you very much. Take a rest, and we'll go first.

"Well, Bitong, send Er Niang for me."

A room full of colorful silk and silk left, leaving only Song Guan and Yan Ran.

Song Guan peeked at her, and the tip of his nose suddenly sweated.

She suppressed her disgust and yawned, so there were a few tears in her eyes.

This expression is the most adorable. She has seen Cheng Xueyan's face in hell, which immediately gave her the idea of protecting flowers.

Song Guan was a little trembling and began to wipe the sweat on his forehead with his sleeves. His eyes were difficult to hide, but he was reluctant to leave.

" Dr. Song..."

Hearing the slight footsteps in the corridor, Yan Ran opened his mouth leisurely, and Cheng Xueyan's voice was soft: "To be honest, I had a serious illness a few days ago. After getting better, I didn't remember many things. How can I do this?"

said, wiping tears with a handkerchief.

Song Guan's hand hidden in the sleeve of the robe trembled slightly: "The girl doesn't remember anything?"

"I don't know, but it's very face-to-face..."

"Does the girl still know her name?"

"Well," Yan Ran nodded: "The daughter of the Minister of Ceremonies, surnamed Cheng, and her maiden's name is Xueyan."

If this time is successful, she vowed to be Cheng Xueyan in the future.

Song Guan nodded, narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly got up to give a salute.

Yan Ran was shocked: "Why is Dr. Song this?"

"If the girl is willing to forgive Song's crime, Song dares to diagnose the disease."

"It's okay for Dr. Song to say it."

"According to Song, the girl was stimulated."

Yan Ran opened his eyes wide. In fact, she just wants to introduce Song Guan to say that this is the cause, because in TV series, she often sees that most of people's amnesia comes from external forces or psychological stimulation, but she doesn't know whether it really happens in life. The key is whether it can exist in such an era, even if it can be recognized by people. If Song Guan can't answer this, she intends to continue to induce him, but how can she instill a series of truths that she has made up clearly, such as hypoxia in the brain caused the death of some brain cells and memory loss caused by hanging?

And her expression also made Song Guan think that he had mentioned her pain and hurriedly got up and saluted again.

Yan Ran secretly rolled her eyes. If she bowed her waist disc, wouldn't it protrude?

" Dr. Song still sits down and speaks, and I also... cough like you..." Yan Ran learned a complete figure of Lin Daiyu this time.

When Song Guan saw this scene, he wanted to comfort him, but he half leaned his arm and suddenly felt inappropriate and shrank back. His nose was sweaty. He hesitated for a long time and whispered, "The girl's 'big illness'... We all know it. But if mortals are suddenly stimulated or depressed for a long time, they are prone to mental confusion, light people lose memory, and heavy people are unconscious..."

Yan Ran's eyes flashed, which was really very excited, but once again made Song Guan misunderstand: "Qin has been a doctor for many years, and the girl is not the first patient to get the disease. Some of them have lost all their memories and don't even know who they are, but some just forget a vital part of their memories. They think they deliberately return. Avoid it, but if you can really forget all the unhappiness, isn't it a good thing?"

Song Guan's sigh made Yan Ran feel that he was not a person who was too annoying.

"It's just that some people soon recovered, but some people can't remember the past all their lives, and some people have changed their temperaments because of this, which is completely different from the past. The ignorant will think it is a ghost. In fact, there is no ghost in the world?

The former disgust has been swept away, and Yan Ran is now grateful to him.

"Girls don't have to worry. It's good to recuperate. It's better to let everything take its course. Don't rush to achieve success. If you want to remember the past, you might as well ask the people around you and walk more in a familiar environment, which may be helpful.

Bitong entered the door at the right time.

Song Guan saluted again: "The girl is easy to rest, and everything is physical."

Song Guan is definitely a good person, Yan Ran is sure.