Zhou Zeqing didn't say a word, sat on the stool next to the bed, frowning.

She wants to be angry, angry!

felt that Qin Lang concealed his injuries as a manifestation of treating her as an outsider.

But when I saw his pitiful appearance covered in bandages and the position of his heart, I don't know what was going on, and I throbbed and throbbed violently.

All the unhappiness and annoyance, when it comes to the mouth, all change the taste, like a warning, does it still hurt?

Qin Lang shook his head indifferently, it didn't hurt, it was all a trivial matter.

Zhou Zeqing's eyes were full of resentment, they were all hurt like this, and they said that it was a trivial matter, so in your heart, what is a big thing?

Qin Lang had a bitter face, then I can't involve you because of my business?

Besides, you are so busy with work every day, your life is very tight, and you have to spend time wasting time on me, how is it worth it?

Faced with Zhou Zeqing's resentment that he couldn't hide, Qin Lang could only show in disguise, don't get me wrong!

Not informing you is not because I don't think of you as my own, but because I am afraid that you will waste your time.

Remember http://m for a second.

It's all for your sake~

There are priorities in things, you can put your work aside and find someone to substitute for you, can you lack someone to take care of here? Zhou Zeqing retorted unhappily, and at the same time muttered in his heart.

Who said she didn't want to waste her time?

It also depends on who is wasting your time, okay?

There's a big man on your bodyguard's side, it's not light or heavy, and it's not good if you cause a second injury or something. Zhou Zeqing thought about it for a while, and said seriously, I still have some experience in taking care of people.

Well, I'll stay here for the rest of the year and take care of you for the time being.

Ah, that's not good, right?

Qin Lang was a little flustered, but on the surface, he calmly refused, don't you worry about the army, don't you worry about the nurse?

If it was normal, Zhou Zeqing proposed to stay, and he would have raised his hands in favor.

Can now?

Something is wrong!

It's really not that he is cranky, just Qiu Jiu'er's arrogant appearance before leaving just now, if the two of them meet together, he can't imagine what will happen.

One is the hall master of the Rose Hall, who is not afraid of heaven and earth.

One is a beautiful professor, an intellectual, who is absolutely not afraid of any evil forces.

That's it?

Coincidentally, these two?

Do you think that if I stay, it will be in the way, or will I find it inconvenient? Zhou Zeqing was embarrassed, and his beautiful eyes stared at Qin Lang's eyes faintly.

Unlike ordinary little girls, Zhou Zeqing has her own life guidelines, and when she gets serious, she can't ignore them.

How Qin Lang answers is related to what choice Zhou Zeqing will make in his heart.

You can't refuse so simply, and you definitely can't blindly follow it.

After thinking about it again and again, Qin Lang's cheeks turned a little red, Zhou Zeqing saw the abnormality, and said nervously, What's wrong? Is there something uncomfortable? I'll call the doctor!

Qin Lang shook his head, his face was full of bitterness, it was not that he was unwell, but that he wanted to go to the toilet.

Zeqing, you go and call the army over, there are some things that are not convenient for you.

The atmosphere in the box became solidified.

Zhou Zeqing got up and slowly walked towards the outside of the ward, Qin Lang in the back lay on the bed and watched, and couldn't help but give himself a thumbs up.

Sure enough, it's him, witty!

Since he can't refuse, let Zhou Zeqing take the initiative to give up.

He is injured, and he can't take care of himself for three meals and daily life, and he must be troublesome to go to the toilet.

It's not a lie, but Zhou Zeqing is different from him for men and women?

Just when Qin Lang felt that Zhou Zeqing would take the initiative to give up, an accident happened.

Zhou Zeqing walked towards the outside of the ward, but she didn't mean to call Junzi, but closed the door of the ward, and then walked to the side of the bed and took out a urinal from under the bed.

the groove

Rao is Qin Lang saw this scene, and he couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth in his heart.

Five minutes later

Zhou Zeqing, who went and returned, put the washed urinal under the hospital bed, and at the same time heated a hot towel in the toilet, sat on the edge of the bed, and carefully helped Qin Lang wipe his palms.

Under the seemingly calm and beautiful face, the shame in the depths of his eyes could not escape Qin Lang's eyes.

Is it necessary? Is it necessary?

Qin Lang questioned in his heart.

Since you're embarrassed, why don't you just change someone?

Didn't I promise you to stay?

Is it necessary to make a booing sound in your mouth when you hold the urinal?

Who's the connotation?!

A few years ago, I took care of my grandmother in the hospital room.

Zhou Zeqing murmured in reminiscence, a touch of warmth appeared on his beautiful face, and after wiping Qin Lang's hands clean, he put the towel on the shelf on the side, and said with a chuckle, it was also a coincidence, it was my grandmother who lived in this hospital, and when she took care of her every day, she could see the big tree outside on the way back and forth.

came and went, leaving a particularly deep impression, otherwise you would really have been fooled by you.

Perhaps, this is fate? Qin Lang whispered, turned his head to look at the big sycamore outside the window, and always felt that the area covered by this tree was a bit large, and it blocked a lot of sunlight in the room.

It's a scourge to keep it, so why don't you cut it down?

Zhou Zeqing didn't know what Qin Lang was thinking, he only felt that the word fate was the most appropriate.

She clasped her hands together, hugged Qin Lang's palms, and whispered softly, the word fate, I thought it was just a psychological and emotional sustenance of the ancients, and it couldn't be true.

It wasn't until I met you that I realized that some things really can't be explained by common sense.

Every time I encounter difficulties, you are always the first to appear, and if it weren't for you, I'm afraid I would have become a drowned corpse in an artificial lake by now.

Without waiting for Qin Lang to respond, a series of footsteps sounded outside the ward.

Qiu Jiu'er walked in with a sand bowl in her hand, looked around with beautiful eyes, and locked Zhou Zeqing's hands holding Qin Lang for the first time.

Suddenly, it was as if a vinegar jar had been overturned in the room, Qiu Jiu'er said sourly, acquaintance?

It's quite familiar. Zhou Zeqing raised his head and replied, holding Qin Lang's hands, without the slightest intention of letting go.

The two women looked at each other, their eyes met.

From plain, as Zhou Zeqing's hands holding Qin Lang became tighter and tighter, his eyes became serious, even hostile.

Just after the second meeting, there was already an electric arc, which collided at the midpoint of the staggered line of sight, making a clanging sound.

Kick, Kick!

Qiu Jiu'er looked away, stepped on his high heels, and made a crisp sound when he made contact with the floor.

She held her head high, like a queen, deliberately showing her cold and arrogant posture.

walked to the other side of the hospital bed, sat down, handed a crimson sand bowl to Qin Lang's mouth, and said with a smile, Lang, it's time to drink the decoction~

Qin Lang pursed his mouth, switching perspectives between Qiu Jiu'er and the sand bowl, and subconsciously swallowed his saliva.

It doesn't matter if Qiu Jiu'er is serious or not!

The key is this decoction, is it serious?!