Chapter 332

Jiang Liang spat out a mouthful of old blood on the spot, and then passed out.

Xia Weibao's remarks clearly implied that he had a small stomach, and he was scolded by others!

How can you not be angry!

Even more angry is that he was the one who was beaten to death, yet he still had to pay her medical expenses!

This incident caused a great sensation in the army clinic.

One of the old military doctors was shaking with excitement, "Is this the legendary beating therapy?"

The other military doctors looked at each other, "Impossible? Isn't the beating therapy already lost?"

Percussion therapy is a kind of therapy in traditional Chinese medicine.

As the name implies, it is through the method of beating to relax the meridians in the body, so as to achieve the effect of curing diseases.

In ancient times, a queen suffered from infertility, and the imperial doctor asked the maid to whip her back with a cane for seven, seven and forty-nine days after bathing every day.

Later, the queen turned out to be pregnant, and the beating therapy became famous.

However, because the whipping process is too painful for ordinary people to bear, and it involves many acupuncture points, it is slowly lost.

Unexpectedly, it reappears today!

The old military doctor found Xia Weibao with the heart of studying.

However, the answer she got was that she was fighting.

The old military doctor, "..."

Percussion therapy is complex and changeable, can it be done by mistake?

Who believes!

However, Xia Weibao refused to say it, and there was nothing they could do.

Can only shake his head and sigh.

Back to the dormitory Queen Empress, hugging from left to right, not to mention how happy.

Zhuang Xuejun looked worried, "Baby, are your arms okay?"

Yin Guo didn't know where to steal a hot water bottle, "Quickly apply a hot compress to reduce the swelling."

"I just borrowed a bottle of Jieda wine from the clinic using the beauty trick and wiped it off." Qiao Li said.

Xia Wei Baose squinted... Bah, and looked at the three beauties surrounding her with a smile.

"I'm fine, you don't have to be so nervous."

"Also said it's fine, it's all bruised." Zhuang Xuejun's face was distressed.

"It's okay, it's normal to get injured in fights, I'm used to it."

I used to be used to it before, but later she was tricked into the palace by the dog emperor, and she was raised by Jinyi and Yushi.

No one dared to hit her again.

However, the bruises on his body have never disappeared. Why, ask the Emperor Dog to go.

Hearing her indifferent tone, Zhuang Xuejun felt even more distressed.

"Why do you fight so often?"

Xia Weibao was at a loss for words. In modern society, few people fight, and he almost missed the point.

But she responded quickly, "There are often collisions when filming, and there are so many lunatics in the mental hospital, and they fight almost every day."

She found that the three years when the original owner lived with mental illness was too suitable as a shield.

Anything that doesn't make sense is normal in a mental hospital.

After all, abnormal lunatics are normal, right?

This is a heavy topic, and the three of them don't know how to answer.

Just at this time, the host took the mobile phone in, and it was half an hour of freedom every night.

The Empress was very happy, "Are you playing games?"

"Play, play occasionally, decompress." Yin Guo said.

Xia Weibao's eyes lit up, "Then do you play King?"

"Play."

"know a little."

"Play often."

Hearing the three people's answers, Xia Weibao's face glowed, "Let's turn on the dark!"

The four sat side by side on the bed and started forming a team.

Instead of calling Ruan Jiajia, she matched another person at random.

Now the five of them have been clearly assigned, and Ruan Jiajia is at odds with them.

Ruan Jiajia, who was isolated, was sulking and full of jealousy.