near vermillion black

Chapter 142 This is the Ximai

The Shao family in Shuzhou.

Shao Yi was tied to the couch, struggling hard.

Lan Moru sat nervously on the edge of the couch, put his arms around his son, and comforted him: "Yi'er, you can't hide your illness from the doctor, be good, be obedient, and let the doctor feel your pulse."

Shao Yi was still struggling to wriggle, and shouted in a hurry: "Mother! Calm down! I'm a man! Mother!"

With a loving face, Lan Moru sighed and said: "Mother knows you are a man, so shouldn't you take a look at it? If you were a girl, wouldn't Mother marry you off?"

Shao Yi struggled to no avail, Lan Moru grabbed his wrist.

Shaoying frowned, and surrounded Shao Yi together with Teng Yuan, "Brother, you can't hide your illness from medical treatment... Do you know that when Bian Que met Cai Huangong..."

Shao Yi only had one word for this story that he had heard no less than ten times in two days: "Stop!"

Teng Yuan stretched out his hand to pinch Shao Yi's arm, then touched Shao Yi's stomach, slurred his speech and asked innocently: "Brother... doll?"

"..."

"..."

"..." Shao Yi wanted to swear to the sky: "There are really no dolls in here! Really!"

Reluctantly, Teng Yuan stretched out his hand to poke Shao Yi's belly button, and said stubbornly, "Brother! Doll!"

"There is really no doll..." Shao Yi was on the verge of crying.

"Yes!" Teng Yuan reached out and patted Shao Yi's stomach, "There are dolls!"

Shao Yi stretched out his finger and pointed to Sha Yueshu, who was watching the fun with her stomach outstretched, "There are dolls there!"

Teng Yuan glanced back, but didn't recognize him.So he reached out and patted Shao Yi's arm, pointing to his stomach, "Baby! Brother's!"

"..."

Seeing that Shao Yi didn't respond, the little guy pointed to his stomach seriously, "Nephew!" Then he pointed to himself, "Uncle!"

"..." Does this mean that Shao Yi has Teng Yue's child?

Xiaotong was standing beside him, although he knew that this conclusion was ridiculous, but he couldn't help but think of that night in Furong Pavilion five years ago...

"Brother, brother?" Bu Cailian's eyes were full of worry, and she reached out to hold the little boy's hand, "Brother, don't worry too much, the young master has his own destiny, and everything will be fine."

Xiao Tong reached out and patted his sister's arm, "Yes, I know." He looked at Shao Yi and smiled, "Master..."

Shao Yi said angrily, "Master is not pregnant!"

At this time, Tang Xiaomei dragged the doctor to come late, "Come on! Whether there is anything, it's not up to you, it's up to the doctor!"

Shi Shiran, the doctor who was kidnapped by Tang Xiaomei all the way, straightened his messed-up collar, and said leisurely, "I don't know who Madam asked me to treat?"

Tang Xiaomei quickly pointed to Shao Yi who was tied into a rice dumpling on the couch.

The doctor twirled his goatee and said confidently: "I'm not boasting, I haven't heard of any doctor who is better than me within a hundred and twenty miles of Shuzhou. There is an old man here , this son will definitely be cured of his illness!"

Lan Moru excitedly stuffed Shao Yi's wrist into the doctor's hand, "If that's the case, I'll leave it to you sir."

The old doctor confidently put two fingers on Shao Yi's pulse, stroked his goatee one by one, shook his head and said, "Congratulations, madam, Mrs. He Xi, son, you are pregnant, you should..." After a pause, he abruptly pulled off two beards, sat down on the ground with a "plop", his hands trembled with the voice, "This, this, this... this young man... this is the pulse!"

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