Ajiu looked at Chu Qingge's penis.

The dunk was hung on the wooden post beside the bed, and there was needle water inside.

The needle water penetrated into Qiqiao's body bit by bit along the tube.

He looked at the dunk, his eyes were a doubt that Chu Qingge could not see through.

It’s not because I haven’t seen it before, but it seems to be a little familiar but a little unfamiliar.

A kind of plausible doubt.

She couldn't understand, what kind of eyes were like?

Ajiu looked at it for a while and suddenly walked in.

Chu Qingge immediately stepped forward and blocked him: "This thing must not be moved."

Although she couldn't understand his eyes, for some reason, she had a premonition that he was not trying to touch Qiqiao or her.

But just wanted to take the bottle over and take a look.

Ajiu's gaze moved away from the rebate and looked at her again.

With just one look, Qingge actually understood it.

She took out another drip from her bag.

"Not yet, there are only these two, which are very precious. You can study them, but don't break them."

This is ancient times, not the twenty-first century.

She lives in reality, and is not like the heroine in time travel novels. She has any space to collect a lot of things and carry with her.

Every thing she has is very rare, and if it is gone, it will be gone.

Ajiu took the drip and looked carefully.

His eyes were still a little confused, and he looked at the dunk and Qiqiao who was sleeping in the bed.

Finally, his eyes fell on the back of Qiqiao's hand.

There was a silver needle there, and when I saw it, I suddenly felt a pain!

He subconsciously shrank his left hand, but he raised his hand in confusion and glanced at the back of his hand.

It seems that such silver needles have been stabbed in this place.

So, he knew, it hurt.

"What the hell are you thinking?" In order to prevent him from breaking his drip, Qingge took the drip back and took it back into his bag. The drip is not big, just like the one who was giving Qiqiao drip water, it was small.

So this needle water will soon have to be replaced.

"I seem to have seen this thing." Ajiu narrowed his eyes and stared at the dunk beside the bed, and Qi Qiao's back of his hand with the silver needle.

"Have you seen it?" Qingge frowned.

How is this possible? There was no such thing in ancient times, unless there were others traveling over there in addition to her.

Could it be, mom?

However, my mother didn't understand medical skills, and it was even more impossible for her to create such a dunk in this ancient era.

"Where have you seen it?" she asked.

It was obvious that Ajiu was also trying to think back to where he had seen this thing.

He even closed his eyes, really thinking.

It seems that there is a white room, everything is white.

Is he lying on the bed like that girl?

The back of his hand hurts a little, as if... he also has a silver needle.

Aside from the bed, in the blurred vision, there was such a small bottle hanging.

But where did the small bottle come from?

In the end, where is the white bedroom?

Why did he clearly have an impression, but he couldn't remember anything?

"I don't know." Finally, he opened his eyes, and the cleanliness of his eyes had been restored to a certain extent.

No concealment.

It's so clear!

Chu Qingge was in a complicated mood, so he looked at him again: "Are you sure you have really seen it?"

"Unsure." Maybe, I just saw it in my dream.

He refused to think about something that he couldn't remember.

Ajiu took a few steps back, returned to the door, and looked at her indifferently: "I may not be safe here, how long are you going to stay?"
Chapter completed!