Yi Xiaoshi frowned tightly and looked at Lu Li Junrong with tweezers, neatly pulled out the fragments that pierced Shi Xiaoqing's skin, and threw them into the iron plate next to him.

I'm really worried that Shi Xiaoqing's thin body won't be able to stand such pain.

She and Shi Xiaoqing have only been separated for two days, and Shi Xiaoqing's whole person is like someone has been stripped of a layer of flesh, so thin that even the green tendons under the skin can be seen.

Luli Junrong cleaned out all the porcelain pieces, and skillfully disinfected and sutured the wounds, during which Shi Xiaoqing did not wake up.

After taking care of the wound, Lu Li Junrong handed over the rest of the work to the assistant and hooked his finger at Yi Xiaoshi, "I have something to tell you." ”

Yi Xiaoshi was worried about Shi Xiaoqing's condition, so she reluctantly stood there and didn't move.

Lu Li Junrong raised his chin slightly, "You don't worry about her, I know." But you're not going to help her at all if you're poking here now. I have something to tell you, and as her attending doctor, I feel you should respect me. ”

moved out of the identity of "attending doctor" to pressure Yi Xiaoshi, and Yi Xiaoshi had to follow him out.

The garden in front of the cottage is not large, but the design is ingenious, and a parasol is placed in the east position.

The spring light is just right, most of the flowers in the small garden are in full bloom, and the spring breeze in the sun makes people feel comfortable.

Luli Junrong rarely had leisure and leisure, looked at the purple and red garden twice, took a deep breath, and felt comfortable.

Yi Xiaoshi had something in her heart, she was not in the mood at all, she sat down under the sun umbrella, and asked straight to the point, "Mr. Luli, what do you have to say to me?" ”

Lu Li Junrong was wiping his fingers with a wet towel, and when he heard this, he looked up at her, "Actually, what I want to say is also a cliché, and I mentioned it to you before, but you are a noble person who forgets things, and you may have been thrown out of the clouds." ”

Yi Xiaoshi frowned puzzled, "Do you need to speak so thorny?" ”

Lu Li Junrong threw the wet wipes on the table in front of him, leaned on the rattan chair with his hands around his chest, and his eyes fell on Yi Xiaoshi indifferently, "Miss Yi, you disregard my reputation and abuse my portrait rights, I just speak with thorns, and I am already very face-saving and polite to you, what do you think?" ”

Hearing him mention this, Yi Xiaoshi's heart couldn't help but feel empty, her momentum suddenly weakened, and her smile was a little stiff and embarrassed, "Those comics ......"

"What I want to know is, how much did you draw, Ji Shaodong gave me a stack of manuscripts, I thought it was all, but I didn't expect ......"

Speaking of this, a trace of annoyance flashed in Lu Li Junrong's eyes, but he didn't expect Ji Shaodong to have it in his hand.

To say that Lu Li Junrong is a person, according to the normal posture, even if he borrows his portrait as a prototype for something like a comic manuscript, he may not really take it to heart, after all, he is a person who is so focused that he is only interested in things in the medical field.

However, when the person who threw the cartoon in front of him was his opponent in the medical field, he didn't like each other from the first meeting, and Ji Shaodong, who was not in the right way, should be a different matter.

In short, when he saw the sketch in Ji Shaodong's hand, he was uncomfortable.

When Ji Shaodong used the sketch as a quid pro quo for his reading notes, his discomfort reached its peak.

It was a total feeling of being coerced.

What was the situation?

Ji Shaodong threw the sketch in front of him expressionlessly, and said indifferently, "Bring the reading notes, they are all yours." ”

The look of a drag and a bunker!

Lu Li Junrong didn't know the content of the sketch at that time, and after flipping through the two pages, he also directly became paralyzed.

Why he was blackmailed to give the notes to Ji Shaodong, he himself couldn't say clearly, and why the original manuscript was not burned, but was thrown into a corner of the room to pick up dust, and he couldn't say a high-sounding reason

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