Li Dashan, who had just rushed to the door of the medical center: "..."
He was stunned. Is his Uncle Zhu pregnant?
Lu Wenrong, who was helped to the door of the medical center, heard the old doctor's words. Regardless of the pain in his body, he looked in disbelief: "No way! There is something wrong with Li Qiao's body!"
Tao Zhu: "..."
He quickly closed his eyes.
Since she is pregnant, it makes sense for him to pretend to be faint.
Hehe, he and Li Qiao have a baby~
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Let us scatter flowers for Li Qiao Tao Zhu, we are going to have a baby!
Chapter 122: Don’t you want this child? Go to the palace and sue the British princess
"This young master, this lord's husband is indeed three months pregnant."
After hearing what Lu Wenrong said, the old doctor immediately spoke.
This is his area of expertise. He has been practicing medicine and consulting for a lifetime, but how can he not even diagnose pregnancy?
"impossible!"
Lu Wenrong still couldn't believe it.
How could it be such a coincidence?
As soon as he scolded Li Qiao, it turned out that Li Qiao's husband was pregnant. This slap in the face came too quickly!
Li Qiao was not in the mood to talk to Lu Wenrong at the moment. He recovered from the explosive news of Tao Zhu's pregnancy and immediately asked the old doctor anxiously: "Doctor, doctor, when will my husband wake up? He was just killed A few gangsters scared him, is he okay?"
"What did you say?! Li Qiao, how dare you...hiss!"
Lu Wenrong, who was furious, was about to say harsh words, but there was a sudden sharp pain in his lower back, which made him immediately swallow his unfinished words.
"Are you Mr. Li Qiaoli?" The old doctor glanced at Li Qiao in surprise, then put his hand on Tao Zhu's wrist: "Don't worry, I'll take the pulse again. It should be nothing serious."
However, after he finished speaking, Lu Wenrong, who was standing at the door and grinning in pain, immediately said: "Old man, you need to see me first!"
"Yes, if you don't come over here and treat Mr. Lu's injuries, if Mr. Lu gets angry, your little shop will have to close!"
The follower holding Lu Wenrong immediately shouted as well.
When Li Qiao heard this, he said to the old doctor: "Wait a moment."
After saying this, he stood up with Tao Zhu in his arms and came to Lu Wenrong in two or three steps. Before Lu Wenrong could react, he suddenly raised his leg and kicked Lu Wenrong hard in the stomach.
Lu Wenrong's eyes instantly turned black in pain. Before he could scream, his body went limp and he fainted completely.
A wisp of bright red blood slowly flowed out from the corner of his mouth.
Now Lu Wenrong's followers were frightened.
When Li Qiao sat back to the table with Tao Zhu in his arms, he pointed at Li Qiao tremblingly and said: "You, you are so brave, wait, you wait, squat, no, you wait to lose your head." Bar!"
How dare you beat the British eldest son like this, my God!
"Li Qiao, besides offering death to apologize, you...ah!"
The other follower's unspoken words turned into screams.
Li Dashan, who was standing at the door, punched him in the face, causing his nose to bleed.
Li Dashan was trembling all over, out of anger and fear.
But at this time, he must stand with his uncle. He gritted his teeth and smashed another follower in the face.
He has been doing farm work all year round, and he has always been strong due to his strong body. Now when he smashed his fist with the mouth of a bowl, he immediately hit another follower with blood on his face.
With a few punches, Li Dashan smashed several of Lu Wenrong's followers until their faces were covered in blood. The severe pain made these people unable to hold on even Lu Wenrong.
As soon as they let go, Lu Wenrong fell to the ground with a "bang".
Li Qiao looked at this scene coldly and applauded Li Dashan: "Well done Dashan!"
"And you losers, please listen to me."
"What happened to the British government? The British government can humiliate the imperial officials at will in public? I, Li Qiao, passed six imperial examinations all the way from a small mountain village to the capital. Did I do it just to humiliate this worthless, domineering dude?!"
"The clay figurine is still very angry, not to mention that I, Li Qiao, am the only new champion in this dynasty who has won six yuan in a row! I admire the British Duke for his great contribution to Da Sheng, but where does his eldest grandson get the power to ridicule at will? To humiliate me, a rookie in officialdom?"
"How can Lu Wenrong get the power to humiliate me, an official of the imperial court, even though he is naked? Is this power given by the British government?!"
"His British father is not a wealthy person!"
"Since his British father-in-law Sun Wufang, don't blame me for taking action to discipline him. He is a trash who only yells and can't stand my kicks. I didn't abolish Lu Wenrong today to show the British father-in-law's great contribution back then. You guys go back and tell the British father-in-law. , since I, Li Qiao, have taken action, I am not afraid."
"If he wants to kill me, let him pass the Dasheng Law before he can do it!"
"Dashan, throw them out."
At the end, Li Qiao gave Li Dashan instructions again.
At this time, Li Dashan's anger aroused by Li Qiao's words had overcome his fear. He picked up one of them with one hand and threw these followers, including Lu Wenrong, out in a few strokes.
There were some passers-by watching the fun outside the door.
It is the nature of many people to watch the excitement, not to mention the excitement of the celebrity Li Qiao. Almost all the passers-by who saw Li Qiao beating someone just now followed him to the hospital.
Li Dashan looked at the people eating melon outside and closed the door of the medical center with a bang.
Li Qiao then looked at the old doctor again: "Old sir, you can continue taking my husband's pulse."
Old doctor: "..."
His mouth opened, concern flashing across his wrinkled face.
But the matter has come to this, and Li Qiao’s words are correct.
He sighed and continued to take Tao Zhu's pulse.
But, this pulse...
He couldn't help but move his gaze upwards, fixating on Tao Zhu's face.
Looking at Tao Zhu's trembling eyelashes, he understood.
After a while, he looked at Li Qiao with a serious face and said: "The noble husband was too frightened, so he fainted. Sir, I will prescribe some medicine to calm his nerves and also to prevent the pregnancy."
"Husbands are different from women. A woman's fetus will be basically stable after three months, but a husband's fetus will be stable after four months. From now on, your husband should not do heavy work or worry too much, otherwise the fetus may be aborted. risk."
At this time, Li Qiao's heart was anxious and confused. After hearing what the old doctor said, his heart tightened: "Please, old man, please protect me. No matter what, protect my husband first. My husband is fine before we talk about the fetus." matter."
"Okay." The old doctor glanced at Li Qiao in surprise.
rare.
Master Xiao Li treated his husband with genuine affection.
Two quarters of an hour later, Li Qiao left the hospital holding Tao Zhu.
Li Dashan was carrying dozens of medicine bags in his hand, and the three of them got on the bullock cart.
It was already dark by now, and by the time the three of them got home, it would be long past the normal meal time.
Zheng Qianqian, Li Ershan and Li Xia had been waiting impatiently for a long time. When they saw Li Qiao coming back with Tao Zhu in his arms, the three of them were startled.
After listening to Li Dashan's story, the three of them were even more angry and scared.
However, what their uncle said makes sense. The clay figurine is still very angry. The British government cannot bully people at will!
"Da Shan, you go to eat. Brother Xia, go and fry the medicine. Don't be afraid, I will hold up if the sky falls."
Li Qiao said to several of them.
"I don't believe there is no such thing as justice in this world. He, Lu Wenrong, has gone too far to deceive others. The Holy One will definitely uphold justice for you."
Zheng Qianqian said firmly.
"Yes, there is also the Seventh Prince." Li Dashan also said.
Li Qiao smiled when he heard this and asked the young couple to go about their business. He wanted to accompany Tao Zhu.
What a holy seventh prince, he only has Tao Zhu in his heart now.
Tao Zhu lay on the warm Kang, and when he saw that he and Li Qiao were the only ones left in the room, he opened his eyes.
Li Qiao sat by the bed and looked at him. He suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes were clear and bright, not at all foggy. Li Qiao couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
"I'm pretending." Tao Zhu blinked his eyes, and then laughed: "I fainted, so you can cry miserably in front of the Holy Master. I don't feel uncomfortable anywhere, everything is fine."
"...You scared me."
Li Qiao's nose felt sour, and she leaned down and hugged him through the quilt.
"Come in, come in." Tao Zhu said hurriedly: "Lie in."
Hearing this, Li Qiao took off his shoes, took off his coat, got into the bed and hugged him.
The familiar body temperature made Li Qiao couldn't help but hold his cheeks and kiss him hard on the lips several times.
At this time, Tao Zhu also saw Li Qiao's red eyes.
He immediately felt guilty and his limbs immediately wrapped around Li Qiao: "I should have warned you."
"Be sure to remind me next time."
Li Qiao pursed her lips and hugged him tightly.
"Okay." Tao Zhu buried her face in the crook of his neck, mist welling up in her eyes: "Kiss me."
After these three words fell, Li Qiao let go of him slightly, held his face in his hands and kissed him.
This kiss was very gentle, the kind he liked, with the tip of the tongue touching each other, and his whole body being surrounded by Li Qiao. He closed his eyes and immersed himself in the kiss.
After a while, their lips reluctantly parted.
