Shang Qiao glanced at the ward and did not answer, but asked rhetorically: "What kind of person do you want to marry in the future?" Or are you afraid that others will dislike the scar on her face?"

Shang Qiao knew very well that Shang Zhenhao's position in Liangchen's heart was very high, and it was the biggest obstacle between him and Liangchen, Shang Qiao pretended to ask unintentionally, but he was unreasonably afraid but also expected his answer.

Shang Zhenhao is such a shrewd person, he has been in the officialdom for many years, and he has long been an old fritter, and he immediately felt that there was something in his words, and there was a little exploration in his eyes: "Have you found out who that person is?"

"Nope. ”

Shang Zhenhao retracted his gaze at this time: "A person who only looks at his appearance shows that he has shallow vision and is short-sighted, and such a person is not worthy of a girl from a businessman." ”

As for what kind of person she will marry in the future, this is a major event in her marriage, not what I hope will let her marry, now she is still young, she should focus on her studies, and avoid meeting the wrong person and taking detours. ”

"Does that mean that as long as she chooses, you will support it?"

……

Liangchen was forced to stay in the hospital for a week, and Shang Zhenhao said that the injured head must be well cared for to avoid sequelae.

So every day, he personally brought all kinds of tonic soups, and would talk about her homework, how her classmates got along, what happened in the past, and her views on the architecture profession, which made Liangchen frightened.

Although he would have cared about it before, he had never talked like this before, so Liangchen had been wondering if he knew about her change of major?

But he didn't make it clear, seeing him take care of her, the guilt expanded infinitely in her heart, she wanted to confess, but she didn't know how to say it?

Shang Qiao has remained silent, still the same as before, not talking much, and cold.

But the actions he did made Liangchen think that he was not stimulated, as long as he was there, she ate, drank, and went to the toilet by himself, so it once caused Liangchen to seriously doubt himself, and it was not his head that was injured, but the missing arms and legs.

A week later, the doctor made it clear that the stitches could be removed in two days, which made Liangchen a lot happier and could finally leave the hospital, but at the same time, he was still a little worried about whether there would be a scar on his forehead after the stitches were removed.

This morning, Shang Zhenhao and Shang Qiao were gone, the doctor came to the hospital bed to change her dressing, and when she removed the gauze, Liangchen touched the place where the stitches were touched with his hand, which was a little uneven, and even a little awkward: "Doctor, will there be a scar after the stitches are removed?"

The male doctor glanced at her, and his eyes fell on the birthmark on her face: "Now that technology is advanced, even if the scar is not obvious, besides, the injured one is on the same side as the birthmark on your face, it shouldn't matter!"

"It should ...... It doesn't matter......"

Obviously not so sad, but the doctor's words made Liangchen's heart seem to be stung, it hurt, spread to his limbs, and then stiff and numb.

She smiled wryly, just because she had a very ugly birthmark on her face, so it didn't matter if she had an extra scar?

She thought that after so many years, she didn't care, and she had already practiced to be ironclad, but every time someone uncovered it, she still felt pain and sadness.

Later, she had no impression of how the doctor changed the dressing and when she left, until the mobile phone that was put aside rang.

She came back to her senses and picked it up to see that it was Rong Yan, hearing her muffled voice, and she hadn't been back to school for so long, Rong Yan was very worried and asked: "Liangchen, is something wrong with you, and you must tell me if you encounter any trouble." ”

It's no wonder that Rong Yan is worried, Liangchen's information at school is written with the address of his original hometown, and the contact person is his uncle, Shang Zhenhao's name and phone number.

Therefore, Rong Yan has always felt that this girl is from a poor family, but she is diligent and hardworking, and she is quite talented in psychology, so she is a little more attentive to her.

Hearing his voice, Liangchen took a deep breath and wanted to suppress the discomfort, but there seemed to be a breath in his chest, and he went on a rampage.

"Professor, why do so many people like to judge people by their appearance, and generalize. ”

Rong Yan frowned, in the past, Liangchen rarely talked about herself except for discussing academic matters with him, he turned the pen in his hand, thought for a while and said: "When we understand a person, the first thing is the visual senses, followed by words and deeds, as for those who generalize, you just think of him as arrogant and self-righteous, just strange, don't care too much." ”

After a pause, Rong Yan said again: "Also, believe me Liangchen, you are not ugly, even beautiful." ”

Although she knew that Rong Yan's words were relieved, Liangchen felt a lot better, and as soon as the conversation changed, she asked for advice on things that she hadn't figured out in the hospital these days: "Professor, do you know about the murder incident in the Chengye community? What do you think?"

Rong Yan sat down on the office computer, turned on the computer, and typed a few words, the case has been closed on the Internet, and the murderer has been arrested.

He had been concerned about this case before, and he gave an opinion analysis of the questions asked by Liangchen, and Liangchen instantly forgot about those unhappy things and quickly devoted himself to learning.

asked Rong Yan who didn't know everything about the case, found a medical record book on the side, set up the medical table, and recorded important things with brushes.

……

And Shang Qiao didn't know when she would come back, twisting the cake she liked in her hand, as soon as she entered the ward, she heard her and Rong Yan chatting happily, burying her head in brushing and taking notes, occasionally a few hairs fell, and she was impatient to pull behind her ears, occasionally hearing interesting things, Liangchen smiled, and the whole person instantly brightened a lot.

Shang Qiao only felt that the smile was very dazzling, like his own pet laughing and waging his tail at others, a nameless anger was scurrying in his heart, his face was as black as the bottom of the pot, and the book and Rong Yan's "little white face" face instantly appeared in his mind.

After Liangchen hung up the phone, she was shocked to find someone at the door, and when she turned her head, she saw Shang Qiao's black face, she subconsciously closed the medical record, hid under the pillow, and stammered and shouted: "Three...... Third brother. ”

Shang Qiao stood at the door, his sharp eyes seemed to see his prey, his whole body exuded coldness, and his face was even more emotionless, which was very different from his attitude towards her in the past two days, completely back to the way she knew she had changed her major in school before.

He approached her, Liangchen was inexplicably a little scared, staring at him as if his body was moving backwards unconsciously, and the atmosphere suddenly became very dangerous.

Shang Qiao stretched out his long arm and snatched the medical record directly from her hand, looked at the contents of the medical record, and sneered: "Just rely on this delusional thing to solve the case?

Liangchen looked at the ridicule and disdain on his face, was silent, grabbed the five fingers of the dining table and shrunk it, as if he was extremely patient with something, Shang Qiao glanced at her and threw it directly into the trash can.

"What are you doing?"

Liangchen's voice was full of questions, jumped out of bed, and wanted to take it out of the trash can, but Shang Qiao kicked the trash can away, and in an instant, the entire ward and Liangchen's feet were full of garbage.

His eyes rolled with anger, and he grabbed her arm: "I have already said that you will change your major, and you will not walk with this person in the future, and give you books like a serious mentor?"

Liangchen froze and looked at him, the flames of anger spread in her heart, she wanted to laugh, but she wanted to cry a little, she looked at the tall man in front of her in a daze: "Third brother, am I your pet?"

Shang Qiao looked at her, his eyes were full of danger, he clasped her head, and looked at each other: "If you want, I'll be happy." ”