tampered with the past

It just sucks.

For three whole weeks, the treatment still hadn't made significant progress. On the contrary, my head hurt more and more every day, but Malfoy insisted on refusing to prescribe the painkiller potion for me.

In his words, it is: "A pain is good for you, it can stimulate the nerves to complete self-healing faster."

What nonsense!

It's clearly revenge!

Naked revenge!

Although I intend to prepare a painkiller potion myself, but right now, my headache is so bad that my vision is blurred, and I have to pretend to be "I'm fine, I'm healthy" in front of Ron .

I don't want Ron to worry about me, Rose is enough for him.

Maybe I should get up my courage and try that new method Malfoy mentioned.

Magic Electric Therapy.

It sounds good, dangerous enough, it is said that danger is directly proportional to opportunity, I just hope that what the predecessors said is not nonsense.

Who would have thought?It took me a while to muster up the courage, but Malfoy backed down.

"You can't receive magic electricity treatment right now."

"why?"

My questioning made Malfoy's face turn purple again: "You're pregnant! Stupid woman!"

"Me? Pregnant?"

Malfoy's cheeks looked like they were twitching: "Sure enough, she's a stupid woman! Too stupid!"

Forget it, pregnant women should not be angry.

I decided to have a large number of adults and let Malfoy go for the time being.

"The current treatment must also stop." Malfoy paused strangely, "if you plan to have this child."

"Of course!" Ron and I have been planning to give Rose a younger brother for a long time. Not only that, but regarding Harry's problem, Ron and I have also discussed it. If it is a girl, we will name the child Brother Wei. Sly, Rose wants a younger brother anyway, and it doesn't have to be a male brother.

My answer seemed to loosen Malfoy's perennially frozen face, but that might just be my illusion, because his tone was still weird——

"I will prescribe some tranquilizing medicine for you. Remember to take it before going to bed every night. If you forget, you will be responsible for the consequences. Don't say I didn't warn you in advance. In addition, although the treatment has stopped, you still have to come every week Review here, if you don't comply, you will be responsible for the consequences, don't say that I didn't warn you in advance. Also, if you don't trust me, you can make your own calming potion, but..."

"At your own risk, don't say I didn't warn you in advance!"

My preemption caused Malfoy to end his strange voice again with a powerful nasal sound—

"Humph!"

I really don't understand why he chose this one out of so many monosyllabic words.

What does he think he is?

An old horse pulling a cart?

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