After eating noodles, Qi Jingchen took his clothes and walked to the bathroom.

Qi Jingchen's wound can't touch the water yet, how can he go to the bathroom, Zhong Jiaqi asked anxiously, "What are you going to do?"

"Although I just sat by and watched you record, the weather was so hot that I was sweating a lot and wanted to take a shower first."

Zhong Jiaqi frowned and said, "Have you forgotten what the doctor said just now?" Your wounds can't touch the water yet! ”

"Don't worry," Qi Jingchen said with a comforting smile, "I will definitely be more careful not to let the wound touch the water." ”

Zhong Jiaqi is still not at ease, the weather is so hot, if it gets wet, maybe it will be infected.

"Do you have to wash?"

Qi Jingchen nodded: "The slimy feeling on my body is really uncomfortable."

Zhong Jiaqi blushed and said, "Then I'll help you wash it!"

Qi Jingchen didn't expect that he just wanted to take a shower, and there was an unexpected surprise, if it weren't for Zhong Jiaqi still here, Qi Jingchen would definitely pat himself on the shoulder and tell it that the injury was really worth it.

"Okay."

It has been a few months since they met frankly, and now that the two of them are suddenly in the same bathroom, Zhong Jiaqi is still a little uncomfortable.

"You...... You take off your clothes yourself! ”

When Qi Jingchen was undressing, she accidentally touched the wound on her shoulder, and the severe pain made her gasp.

In this way, Zhong Jiaqi couldn't care about being embarrassed, and immediately asked anxiously: "Did you hit the wound?"

"I just touched it lightly, and it's fine."

Zhong Jiaqi frowned and said: "Look at it, you can't even take off your clothes well, you even dared to tell me just now, you will be careful, sure enough, your words are not credible at all."

"Don't worry, it's okay."

"It's okay, I think you're just clumsy, so I'll help you."

Zhong Jiaqi put her hand on top of Qi Jingchen's wound, and after making sure that her clothes would not rub against the wound, she carefully pulled her clothes down.

Although it was not the first time he had seen the wound on Qi Jingchen's shoulder, looking at the large area of redness and swelling, Zhong Jiaqi was still distressed.

Such a big box smashed on Qi Jingchen's shoulder like that, as long as he thought of that picture, Zhong Jiaqi still felt frightened.

"...... Jiaqi"

Qi Jingchen stretched out his hand and shook it lightly in front of Zhong Jiaqi: "What were you thinking just now?"

"It's nothing, I'll test the water temperature first."

Zhong Jiaqi adjusted the hot water to the right temperature before rushing towards Qi Jingchen's body, always carefully avoiding Qi Jingchen's shoulders, but the clothes on his body were soaked.

The wet white shirt was tightly attached to her body, and her delicate figure was presented in front of Qi Jingchen.

Qi Jingchen suddenly felt that the air in the bathroom had become hot.

"Jiaqi, you go out first, and I'll take care of the rest by myself!"

Zhong Jiaqi said in hindsight: "How do you solve it yourself, just took off your clothes, you almost hurt the wound, if you let you be alone in the bathroom, maybe there will be a big fork, I have to watch you here, I can rest assured!"

"You better go out first, I have something ...... something"

"What can you do?"

As soon as Zhong Jiaqi's words fell, she found that something was wrong with Qi Jingchen's lower body, and she immediately understood what Qi Jingchen was referring to when she just said something.

Her face turned red, and she immediately put down the shower head in her hand: "Then you can solve it yourself, I'll go out first."

Looking at the background of Zhong Jiaqi's desertion and escape, Qi Jingchen hooked the corners of his lips and smiled.

They have been together for so many years, Zhong Jiaqi is still shy about this kind of thing, but when he thinks of Zhong Jiaqi's flushed face just now, Qi Jingchen feels more and more uncomfortable.

After Zhong Jiaqi came out of the bathroom, she walked to the balcony and blew the wind for a while, and the hot temperature on her face dissipated a little.

Qi Jingchen was really too much, and he still had an injury on his shoulder, so he began to think about these messy things.

However, Zhong Jiaqi sat in the bedroom for half an hour, and before Qi Jingchen came out, she was a little panicked, Qi Jingchen wouldn't have fallen in the bathroom!

She couldn't help but reach out and knock on the door a few times: "Are you okay?"

As soon as Zhong Jiaqi's words fell, the bathroom door was opened, and Qi Jingchen stood in the door, wrapped in a bathrobe casually.

"Are your wounds alright?"

"It's okay, don't worry, I didn't touch the wound."

Zhong Jiaqi grabbed Qi Jingchen's hand, took him to the sofa and sat down, and reached out to pick up the bathrobe on Qi Jingchen's body.

"Jia...... Jiaqi, what are you going to do? ”

"Don't think about it, I just want to see your wounds and change your medicine again."

Qi Jingchen suddenly came to Zhong Jiaqi and whispered, "My wound is really fine, but if you don't change your clothes again, I may have to stay in the bathroom for a while."

Zhong Jiaqi glanced down at herself, only to find that her clothes had been completely wet with hot water, and the transparent fabric could not block anything.

She pushed Qi Jingchen's chest fiercely: "You stinky rascal, I'll go change into pajamas first."

Qi Jingchen smiled dotingly, Zhong Jiaqi is still as cute as before, but it's a pity that I don't know how long he can stay by his side with such a cute and moving Zhong Jiaqi.

Zhong Jiaqi changed his clothes and made sure that there was no problem, before he went back to treat Qi Jingchen's wound again.

Qi Jingchen looked at Zhong Jiaqi gently: "I just said, it's better to go home, you are much more meticulous in handling the wound than the nurses in the hospital, I will get better care at home, and the wound may be able to heal as soon as possible!"

"If you don't say a few words, the wound will definitely heal faster," Zhong Jiaqi disliked Qi Jingchen on his lips, but he was still worried about his wound in his heart, "Does the wound still hurt?" ”

Qi Jingchen shook his head: "It doesn't hurt anymore."

"Tomorrow, you can rest at home, I have already told Jiang Qing just now, please send her the documents home tomorrow."

"Have you called Jiang Qing?"

Zhong Jiaqi nodded.

"Why do I think Jiang Qing is more like your secretary?"

Zhong Jiaqi stretched out his hand and nodded lightly on Qi Jingchen's forehead: "So what?"

"You can do whatever you want, even if I am the president of the Qi family, it has already been planted in your hands, I am convinced."

"Don't talk nonsense!"

……

Early the next morning, Qi's documents were sent to Qi's house, but the person who delivered the documents was not Jiang Qing, but Mino.

Zhong Jiaqi welcomed Mino in: "Why are you here?" Is there anything wrong with Jiang Qing today? ”

Mino smiled and said, "I begged Sister Jiang Qing to let me deliver the documents, I am fortunate to be able to see the Qi family's old mansion, I am very happy."

"Jingchen is in the study now, I'll take you up."

Mino put the documents in front of Qi Jingchen, Qi Jingchen flipped through two pages casually, and then glanced at his watch: "I will read these documents for about two hours, you wait here for me to process the documents, and then go back to the company together."

Zhong Jiaqi also smiled and said, "Why don't I take you to the yard for a walk?"

Mino took the initiative to ask Ying to send documents to Qi Jingchen, just to see Zhong Jiaqi's living environment, and now that Zhong Jiaqi said this, she naturally couldn't ask for it.

"Okay, then I'll trouble Miss Zhong."

There is a large patch of roses planted in the courtyard of the Qi family, and it is now in the flowering period, and the fiery red flowers are swaying in the wind, exuding bursts of fragrance.

Mino looked at some roses in surprise: "Sister Jiaqi, why do you grow so many roses at home?"

Zhong Jiaqi explained with a smile: "I didn't plant these roses."

"Could it be that Mr. Qi planted it?"

"It was planted by Jingchen's father, and Jingchen's mother has always liked red roses, so he caught a large patch of roses in the yard for his mother."

Mino exclaimed: "It turns out that the relationship between Mr. Qi's parents is so good!"

Zhong Jiaqi nodded: "The relationship between my parents is indeed enviable."

Mino felt that Zhong Jiaqi must have thought of himself and Qi Jingchen, and immediately changed the topic.

"Miss Zhong, I see there's a pavilion over there, why don't we go over and sit for a while!"

Zhong Jiaqi nodded.

"Miss Zhong, I heard that you used to be a very powerful fashion designer, and Qi's clothing design has also reached its current status under your leadership."

"I used to be a costume designer, but the biggest contributor to Qi's costume design today should be Wen Xi instead of me."

"Then why did you suddenly want to do charity?" Mino asked curiously.

Her question reminded Zhong Jiaqi of Jiang Wenwen, who had been dead for many years.

"It was because of a friend who died of malignant melanoma, so I thought that if there was a better treatment for malignant melanoma, she might not have died at a young age."

Mino almost wanted to slap herself hard, she thought that she could tease Zhong Jiaqi, who knew that every topic she brought up could evoke Zhong Jiaqi's sadness.

Worse than useless!

Mino complained to himself in his heart.

"Miss Zhong, don't be sad, birth, old age, sickness and death are natural laws, and there are some things that cannot be changed."

Zhong Jiaqi nodded: "Don't worry, I'm not sad, I just miss her a little."

If Jiang Wenwen was still alive now, knowing about Qi Jingchen and Liang Jie, it is estimated that he would rush to Liang Jie first, slap her twice, and then make her shameless destruction of other people's families known to everyone, and then scold Qi Jingchen fiercely.

Thinking that Jiang Wenwen might make the scene jump, Zhong Jiaqi couldn't help laughing.

Mino asked worriedly, "Miss Zhong, are you okay?"

Zhong Jiaqi came back to his senses from his imagination.

"I'm sorry, I just thought of that friend of mine."

"It doesn't matter, your friend must be a very nice person, that's why you can't control your smile when you think of her."