Chapter 1097： Autistic Huo Shao, Love Lumao (73)

Chapter 1097 Autistic Huo Shao, Love Lumao (73)

A sly flash flashed under Su Qiao's eyes: "It's okay, I just accidentally slapped my foot just now."

Have your feet slapped?

The man immediately squatted down, lifted the hem of her skirt a little with his big hand, and began to check her ankles.

"Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt." He was so nervous that Su Qiao felt a little guilty.

Huo Sihan didn't say a word, and hugged the person sideways, and walked out quickly.

"It's definitely painful."

"I will take you to the doctor."

"It really doesn't hurt at all, no need to see a doctor." Su Qiao felt that he had dug a hole for himself again.

"you must look."

"You hate the hospital, I will let the family doctor come home."

"..." Su Qiao's strength today interprets ‘lifting a rock and hitting himself in the foot’.

Is it too late for her to regret now?

[Hahaha, the host is miserable, you are ready to continue drinking the soups with tonics. 】

Watching Su Qiao put himself in again, 444 laughed so much that his stomach was almost twitching.

"..." Can you stop cursing her like that?

was called in anxiously by 100,000 again, and Dr. Lu was used to it.

Calmly checked Su Qiao's white feet, calmly reported to the nervous Huo Sihan.

"Huo Shao, Madam Huo's feet are all right, it should have been just a little bit at the time."

"Really all right?"

Huo Sihan's eyes fell on Su Qiao's white and slender ankle.

But no matter how you look at it or compare it, you feel that the right ankle is a bit bigger than the left ankle.

Doctor Lu looked calm: "It's really okay."

I really wanted to say something was going on, so I was taken aback. Does this count?

Huo Sihan is dissatisfied.

Consider whether to change to a more reliable family doctor.

pointed to his right ankle, which he felt was a little too big, and reminded: "Don’t you need to apply some medicine here?"

"Or rub it with some medicated oil?"

"Still hot compress?"

"..." Dr. Lu was about to be stretched.

Can you stop being so funny?

The little feet are white and tender, not red or swollen. They don’t even have a red mark. Do you need rubbing medicine?

Knead it...

No, Huo Shao is not such a stupid person, he shouldn't even have this common sense.

and so……

He wanted to...have some fun?

Still saying that their husband and wife had a conflict, he wanted to find a chance to show, so as to make the beauty happy?

Doctor Lu thinks he is the truth.

He is a kind person.

He is even more enthusiastic.

"Cough cough, although you can't see anything on the surface, it may not necessarily be a little bit bruised on the soft tissue inside. Just get some medicated oil and rub it."

Speaking, he enthusiastically opened the medicine box he had brought up, took out a bottle of medicated oil from it, and handed it to Huo Sihan:

"Come on, I happen to have active oil."

"Method." Huo Sihan took the medicine bottle and finally let go of his mind.

Dr. Lu decided to do good people to the end.

"You just pour a little bit of medicated oil on the palm of your hand, and then gently rub her ankle, so you can knead it back and forth slowly, for half an hour at a time, and it will be fine in a few days."

Su Qiao: "..." Isn't this a quack doctor?

Just like that, I can’t even tell if there is any injury. How did I get the doctor’s qualification certificate?

How did the Huo family hire him to be a family doctor?

Huo family are afraid that their lives will be too long and life will be too good?

Dr. Lu was a little uncomfortable when she looked at her ‘mentally retarded’ eyes:

"Ahem, Mrs. Huo, Shao Huo is very worried about you. Give him a chance to care about you."

"...?" Su Qiao felt that what they received must be a different nine-year education.

【Host, you are so stupid, this doctor obviously sees that you and the big devil are not as close as other couples, and want to create opportunities for you. 】

has gone through so many planes, the host is still so slow, and it really can't do without himself.

444 is a little fluttering.

(End of this chapter)