Qiao Jing's eyes fell on the man's bare chest, and his temples jumped suddenly.
"How can I apply the medicine if you don't turn around?"
Zhan Qipei said "oh" and then slowly turned around.
Qiao Jing saw that Zhan Qi Pei did it on purpose and rolled his eyes speechlessly, but his method of applying the medicine was still gentle.
As she approached the man's generous back, the familiar scent of the man's body was constantly lingering around her.
A man's voice suddenly sounded.
"My ID card and household register are still in the car."
Qiao Jin paused while applying the medicine. This sentence clearly meant that he had no intention of getting a divorce even if he went to the Civil Affairs Bureau.
If there hadn't been that car, she and Zhan Qipei would have waited until they arrived at the Civil Affairs Bureau to find out that someone didn't take the information at all.
The purpose is to delay time. On the way back to get the information, the man will definitely make up some reasons not to divorce her.
Qiao Jing said nothing and continued to slowly apply the medicine to Zhan Qi Pei.
It wasn't until she was wrapping a bandage on the other party that Zhan Qipei spoke again.
The man's deep voice sounded.
"Divorce is okay, but can I make a request?"
Qiao Jing frowned, silently wrapping the bandage and tying it into a knot.
Zhan Qipei waited for Qiao Jing to change his medicine, then slowly turned around and stared at the woman's face with his dark eyes.
"After the divorce, can I continue to live with you?"
He had already thought clearly that if Qiao Jing really wanted to divorce him, it was not impossible.
Getting divorced doesn't mean that he loses the opportunity to pursue Qiao Jing. He can still pursue it, but he just has to compete equally with others.
But he was confident that he could catch Qiao Jing.
Qiao Jing said nothing. After experiencing this incident, she thought about it carefully.
It's okay not to divorce, after all Zhan Qi Pei sacrificed his own life to save her.
She really should give Zhan Qi Pei a chance.
Zhan Qipei saw that Qiao Jing was silent and thought the other party was in trouble.
He showed a smile that was uglier than crying and backed down.
"Then if I don't live with you, I will pick you up from get off work every day and cook for you in the evening, is that okay?"
There was a wave of confusion in Qiao Jing's eyes. She pursed her lips and did not answer Zhan Qi Pei's question.
"Are you going to recuperate in the hospital, or go home?"
Zhan Qi Pei's dark eyes flashed with bitterness, and he answered in silence for a while.
"I won't go back to the Purple Garden."
Is she going to send him back to Ziyuan and leave him alone?
But he just wants to go to a place where Qiao Jing is there.
Qiao Jing frowned and glanced at the injuries on the man's back.
"What you said will be discussed after you recover from your injuries. Do you want to go back to Tai's apartment to recuperate?"
She glanced at the empty ward. If she had to recuperate in the ward, she would need to go home and bring her things.
Zhan Qipei's injuries can actually be healed at home, and she can prepare medicine that will heal faster.
After Zhan Qipei, who was sitting on the bed, heard these words, his dark eyes suddenly lit up.
"Then will you go back with me?"
Qiao Jing said "Yeah" and didn't make any further comments.
Before Zhan Qipei could be happy, he suddenly understood something, and his eyes that had just brightened dimmed instantly.
Maybe Qiao Jing just felt a little guilty because she saw him injured, and waited until he recovered from his injuries before divorcing him.
He thought that Qiao Jing didn't want to divorce him.
"Then let's go back now and I'll have the car brought over."
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The next morning.
As soon as Zhan Qipei walked out of the room, he smelled an alluring fragrance wafting from the kitchen.
When he passed by Qiao Jing's room, he found the door of the woman's room open.
He saw the woman's suitcase, which was still placed where it was yesterday, leaning against the wall alone, as if ready to leave at any time.
Zhan Qi Pei raised his long, smoky eyebrows and pursed his thin lips tightly as he came to the kitchen.
Qiao Jing cooked nutritious porridge, chicken soup, and other nourishing dishes, but they were mainly light.
After she caught a glimpse of the man wanting to come over to help, she stopped him.
"Go sit down."
During the meal, Zhan Qi Pei's brows were furrowed the whole time, and he glanced at Qiao Jing several times.
Finally, he made a decision.
"After breakfast, I will accompany you to the Civil Affairs Bureau to go through the divorce procedures."
He thought about it all night and decided to divorce Qiao Jing, not wanting the woman to be embarrassed because of him.
He suddenly remembered that Qiao Jing was ready to leave at any time, and he did not want to force the woman to stay with him.
He can definitely chase people down again.
Qiao Jing paused while drinking her porridge and lowered her eyes, making it difficult to see her emotions.
"I'll have something to do later."
She had made her decision yesterday, but she didn't know how to talk to Zhan Qipei.
Zhan Qipei thought about Qiao Jing still having to go to work, so he ate faster.
"Then I will pick you up after you get off work, and we will go to the Civil Affairs Bureau together. Don't worry, I will go through the divorce procedures with you."
As he spoke, he took out all the documents needed for divorce and made preparations for divorce.
Qiao Jing's eyes fell on the documents, and after a moment he looked away without saying a word.
After Zhan Qi Pei finished his breakfast, he got up and went to the bathroom.
After the man closed the bathroom door, Qiao Jing stared at the marriage certificate, ID card and other documents and frowned.
She glanced in the direction of the bathroom again, but finally couldn't hold it back and took a few steps forward to collect all the documents.
When Zhan Qipei came back from using the bathroom, he found that all the documents on the table were missing.
He raised his long eyebrows, looked puzzled, and opened the desk drawer and took a look.
But the drawer was empty, not even a trace of an ID card.
Zhan Qipei bent down and looked under the table again, but still couldn't find anything, so he muttered.
"I obviously put it here just now, why is it missing?"
At this time, Qiao Jing said something.
"Forget it if you can't find it."
Zhan Qipei froze in his search for ID. He was stunned for a moment, and slowly raised his head to look at Qiao Jing. The doubtful look in his eyes gradually turned into disbelief.
The man stood up in a flash. Because the movement was too violent, he accidentally knocked on the chair while standing up, causing a wound on his back.
Zhan Qipei took a deep breath subconsciously.
"hiss--"
Qiao Jing's eyes suddenly looked worried when she looked at the man.
"be careful--"
Before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by Zhan Qi Pei.
The man couldn't care less about the pain on his back, and his eyes were filled with anticipation.
"What do you mean by what you just said?"
Qiao Jing lowered his head slightly, and his eyes fell on his bowl.
"Nothing interesting, I'm going to wash the dishes."
Before she could walk back to the kitchen, someone suddenly grabbed her wrist.
The next second, she was forced into a corner by the man, with her back against the wall.
Qiao Jing raised her eyes to look at Zhan Qi Pei, but accidentally ran into the man's deep gaze.