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Zhou Zeqing said nothing, sat on the stool beside the bed, frowned.

She wants to be angry and get angry!

I feel that Qin Lang concealing his injuries is 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 didn't know what was going on, and it suddenly hurt.

All the unhappiness and anger came to my mouth and changed their taste, and they were just as urged, "Does it still hurt?"

Qin Lang shook his head indifferently, "It's all a trivial matter."

Zhou Zeqing's eyes were full of resentment, "I've been hurt like this, and I'm still saying it's a small matter. Then, what is a big matter in your heart?"

Qin Lang had a bitter face, "Then you can't be involved in it just because of my affairs?"

Besides, you are so busy with work every day, your life is very compact, and you have to spend time wasting me. How worth it?”

Faced with Zhou Zeqing's resentment that could not be concealed, Qin Lang could only make a disguised statement, don't get me wrong!

Not notifying you is not that you don’t treat you as your own person, but that you are afraid that you will waste your time.

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It's all for your sake~

"There is priority for the matter. You can leave your work alone and find someone to substitute your class. Can you lack someone to take care of?" Zhou Zeqing retorted unhappily, and muttered in his heart.

Who said she was unwilling to waste her time?

It depends on who is wasting time on?

"Your bodyguard is a big man, no matter how hard it is. If you cause another second injury, it will be bad." Zhou Zeqing thought about it and said seriously, "I still take care of people in this regard.

Some experience.

Let me do this, I will stay here for the next period of time and take care of you for the time being."

"Ah...isn't that good?"

Qin Lang was a little panicked, but on the surface he calmly declined, "You don't worry about Junzi, are you still worried about the nurse?"

If it were normal, Zhou Zeqing proposed to stay, and he would rather raise his hands to agree.

But now?

Something is wrong!

It wasn't that he was thinking randomly, just Qiu Jiuer looked arrogant before leaving. If the two met, he wouldn't dare to imagine what would happen.

One is the owner of the Rose Hall, who is not afraid of heaven or earth.

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

Just... matched?

It happened that these two people were these?

"Do you think it will be inconvenient for me to stay, or do you think it's inconvenient?" Zhou Zeqing attacked, staring at Qin Lang's eyes with beautiful eyes.

Unlike ordinary little girls, Zhou Zeqing has his own life principles, and when she becomes serious, she cannot ignore it.

How Qin Lang answered was related to what choice Zhou Zeqing would make in his heart.

You can't refuse so simply, and you must never blindly follow.

After thinking about it, Qin Lang's cheeks turned a little red. Zhou Zeqing saw something unusual and said nervously, "What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable? I'll call the doctor!"

Qin Lang shook his head, his face full of bitterness, "It's not that he feels uncomfortable, but that he wants to go to the bathroom.

Zeqing, go and call Junzi over. There are some things that are not convenient for you."

The atmosphere in the private room became solidified.

Zhou Zeqing stood up and walked slowly outside the ward. Qin Lang behind him was lying on the bed and watching, and couldn't help but give himself a thumbs up.

It's true that he is worthy of being a clever one!

Since I can't refuse, let Zhou Zeqing give up on his own initiative.

He was injured and could not take care of himself for three meals or daily life. It would definitely be troublesome to go to the toilet.

It's not a lie, but Zhou Zeqing is different from him?

Just when Qin Lang felt that Zhou Zeqing would give up on his own initiative, an accident happened.

Zhou Zeqing walked out of the ward, but she did not mean to call Junzi. Instead, she closed the door of the ward, then walked to the edge of the bed, and took out a urine pot from under the bed.

"Damn..."

Even when Qin Lang saw this scene, he couldn't help but swear in his heart.

Five minutes later...

Zhou Zeqing, who had returned, placed the washed urinary basin under the hospital bed, and at the same time, heated a hot towel in the toilet, sat beside the bed, and carefully helped Qin Lang wipe his palms.

Under the seemingly calm and beautiful face, the shyness deep in his eyes could not escape Qin Lang's eyes.

"Is it necessary? Is it necessary?"

Qin Lang questioned in his heart.

Since you are embarrassed, can you just change someone?

Can't I promise you to stay?

Is it necessary to make a squid sound in my mouth when I hold the urinary pot?

Who is the connotation?!

"A few years ago, I also took care of my grandma in the ward like this."

Zhou Zeqing murmurs recalled, a warm color appeared on his beautiful face. After cleaning Qin Lang's hands, he put a towel on the shelf beside him and chuckled, "It's a coincidence that my grandmother lived here at the beginning.

In the hospital, when I take care of her every day, I can see the big tree outside on the way.

After a while, the impression left was particularly profound, otherwise you would have been fooled by you."

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

Keeping it is also a scourge, why not cut it off?

Zhou Zeqing didn't know what Qin Lang was thinking, and just thought that the word fate was the most appropriate.

She folded her hands together, surrounded Qin Lang's palms, and murmured softly, "The word "fate" is just a psychological and emotional sustenance of the ancients, and cannot be done in real life.

It was not until I met you that I realized that some things really cannot be explained by common sense.

Every time I encounter difficulties, you are the first one to appear. If it weren't for you, I'm afraid I'd have become a drowned corpse in an artificial lake now."

Before Qin Lang could respond, a series of footsteps rang out of the ward.

Qiu Jiuer walked in with a sand bowl in her hand, looked around with beautiful eyes, and locked Zhou Zeqing holding Qin Lang's hands as soon as possible.

In an instant, the room seemed to be overturned with a jealous jar. Qiu Jiuer said sourly, "Acquaintance? Is it just half an hour since I arrived, and my hands are pulled up?"

"It's quite familiar." Zhou Zeqing looked up and replied, holding Qin Lang's hands without any intention of letting go.

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

From a dullness, as Zhou Zeqing held Qin Lang's hands tighter and tighter, his eyes became serious and even hostile.

Just the second time we met, there was an arc of electric shock that collided at points where the sight lines were intertwined, making a squeaking sound.

Pick! Pick! Pick!

Qiu Jiuer glanced away, stepped on her high heels, and made a crisp sound.

She held her head up and her chest, like a queen, deliberately showing her cold and arrogant attitude.

He walked to the other side of the hospital bed, sat down, handed a dark red sand bowl inside to Qin Lang's mouth, and said with a smile, "Lang, it's time to drink the soup~"

Qin Lang pursed his lips, switched his perspective between Qiu Jiuer and the sand bowl, and subconsciously swallowed.

It doesn’t matter if Qiu Jiuer is serious or not!
Chapter completed!