Lu Qingshi had multiple wounds on his body, the deepest on his shoulders and chest, and needed stitches.

Fortunately, the wound did not suppurate, and after the fever subsided, there was no recurrence.

Jiang Qian was sent to the emergency surgery for examination, she knew that she had no injuries on her body, only a little abrasion on her knee, and she refused to be examined by the doctor to take off her clothes.

Because of her chest, there are many fresh kiss marks.

She didn't want to cause trouble for Lu Qingshi.

Originally, Dean Bai insisted that Lu Qingshi be hospitalized for observation, but Lu Qingshi also refused.

The reason for the refusal is probably only known to him.

He was a doctor himself, and when he came home in the evening, after a simple dressing change for the wound, he looked at the underwear that had been changed from the dirty laundry basket.

Qingjun's face was gloomy and terrifying.

He shouldn't have dreamed like that.

The dream is chaotic, but the face of the girl in the dream is extremely clear.

Whether it was under the willow trees in the spring drizzle, or in the boundless darkness of the silent grassland, she lay in his arms naked, the black and beautiful fawn eyes were full of mist, the messy hair was scattered in front of her, a few strands were wrapped around his arms around her waist, and his kiss fell on her neck.

The drizzle and breeze blew through the hem of her long skirt, and in the flickering light and shadow, he heard her crying helplessly, and her slender hands grabbed his shoulders, and her breath was as chaotic as his.

She cried and called him, "Brother-in-law......"

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In the past two days, Jiang Qian has been a little distressed.

There are a lot of guests in the house.

Especially the people of the Lu family, pulling Jiang Qian to ask for warmth, she had to force a smile to deal with it.

She knew very well that the people of the Lu family didn't like her, but because Lu Qingshi protected her, if the Lu family wanted Lu Qingshi to come back, they had to love the house and Wu, and even please her.

When Lu's mother tentatively asked her, next week is Old Man Lu's eightieth birthday, and asked her to go back to the old house for dinner with Lu Qingshi, Jiang Qian smiled and kept silent.

Whether Lu Qingshi is willing to go back or not, she is not qualified to make decisions for him.

If he wants to go back, even if it is a sea of swords and fires, she is willing to jump with him.

But if he didn't want to, she would never put unnecessary pressure on him.

But she also knew that Mother Lu must have eaten behind closed doors at Lu Qingshi's side, otherwise Mother Lu wouldn't have to ask her about such a thing.

Over the years, because of the two sisters, the mother-son relationship between Lu's mother and Lu Qingshi has always been stiff.

Jiang Qian is a person who Lu Qingshi has cared for since he was a child, she understands the manners and rules that should be there, and she always opens her mouth to come to the beautiful scene in front of the elders, "Auntie, I will tell my brother-in-law what you say, but whether my brother-in-law is willing to go back or not, I really can't make decisions for him." ”

When it comes to this, what else can Lu Mu say, anyway, her face was not very good-looking when she left.

Corey gave Jiang Qian a three-day vacation, and today is the third day.

Qinghua is a national key hospital, and even interns like her who have not officially joined the company have a set of extremely strict assessment standards.

Her results in the scientific examination barely passed, and Lu Qingshi deliberately released water to her, so it was not difficult for her to get the internship qualification, but this was only the first step in the long march, and she would soon face the clinical operation assessment next week.

Jiang Qian has been busy studying for the past two days and has read a lot of books, she admits that she is a scumbag, and she is embarrassed to trouble Lu Qingshi to explain to her all the time, so she has a lot of trouble studying.

Jiang Qian has never been a hard-working person, otherwise her grades in the five years of undergraduate studies would not have been at the bottom, she can work so hard purely because she doesn't want Corey's people to laugh at her stupidity, and she doesn't want to embarrass Lu Qingshi. 818

After all, she was raised by him.

However, this hard work was a little unbearable after two days of hard work, and finally on the last day of this vacation, on the premise that she had mastered at least half of the operation assessment content, she put down the book with peace of mind, and secretly took out another book disguised by the book jacket from the innermost part of the drawer while Lu Qing was not at home.

It was a comic book that Xiao Jiang gave her with unspeakable content, Xiao Jiang knew that she was single for 10,000 years, and she was usually managed by Lu Qingshi, a pure-hearted Buddha with few desires, so that she was still a blank sheet of paper emotionally at the age of twenty, not to mention that the spring apricot blossoms were blowing all over her head, and she didn't even have the opportunity to bloom an apricot blossom. www.

In Xiao Jiang's words, she has such a good-looking face and body, and she is at this age, and she can only rely on this kind of book to relieve her inner loneliness.

Jiang Qian didn't want to admit it, but he accepted Xiao Jiang's things shamefully.

However, shame is shame, in the lonely spring boudoir that she dreamed back to countless midnights, she listened to the movement in the next room, and had to admit that what Xiao Jiang gave her greatly relieved her irrepressible love for Lu Qingshi mentally and physically.

She has actually read the comic book many times, divided into several short stories, each of which is a different male protagonist, but they all have one thing in common, the face is not as handsome as Lu Qingshi, and the figure is not as good as Lu Qingshi.

Even when she kissed the heroine, she didn't come when Lu Qingshi kissed her, which made her blush and heartbeat.

Jiang Qian inserted a bookmark between each short story, and when she turned the end, she saw the bamboo skewer of pink cherry blossoms, carrying a poem on it, a beautiful hairpin.

There is a Zhixi, and there is an orchid.

From Chu Ci. Nine songs. Mrs. Xiang.

Jiang Qian couldn't remember when she wrote it on it, but she remembered that it was a rainy afternoon, she had her period, stained the cushions of the sofa, and tears from her stomach hurt straight down.

Lu Qingshi saw it, took her to the bed, boiled her brown sugar water, fed her with his own hands, and then went to clean up her soiled mats and clothes.

Xu is at that time his eyebrows and eyes were too gentle, his tone was too gentle, when he fed her brown sugar water, she secretly leaned on his arms, the warmth of his arms reassured her, and he tolerated everything about her, good, bad, even the underwear that stained menstrual blood, he could help her wash it without changing his face.

The long and distant Chenguang can always blur some of the original colors of memory, but the ignorant and sweet mood that belonged to the girl's adolescence at that time, she remembered it now.

She went to the study to read a book, and wrote this poem on the bamboo stick she bought newly.

But in fact, what she wanted to write was the next sentence of it.

It's just that she didn't dare at that time, for fear that one day Lu Qingshi would see her secret thoughts, and she couldn't explain it.

The next line of that poem is—

Si Gongzi didn't dare to speak.