"Master Jing, I have found several methods. The first one is to boil brown sugar with ginger and drink it to relieve the pain. The second one..."
"One kind is enough."
After saying these words, he had already hung up the phone. There was no so-called respect or disrespect in his habitual behavior. He was born to be so arrogant, and he took it for granted.
In Qian Qianqian's confused eyes, he walked towards the kitchen, a place he might never have the chance to enter in his life.
I saw him messing around in the kitchen for a while, with his tall back and natural nobility, even in the kitchen, it was difficult to cover up his natural temperament.
Qian Qianqian didn't know what he was doing inside, but the next second, she knew.
When she saw him, Jing walked toward her with a expressionless face, holding a bowl of sugar water. The faint scent of ginger stimulated her nose and made her feel better.
"Drink it."
He helped her up and brought the brown sugar water to her mouth. She had never seen him serve a woman in such a graceful manner before.
Qian Qianqian didn't expect that he would take the initiative to boil sugar water for her to drink. She was shocked and a little touched at the same time.
She drank the bowl of brown sugar water obediently. Although the pain would not be relieved immediately, drinking this bowl made her feel quite comfortable.
"Do you do this every month?"
Shi Jing opened his mouth and felt a little annoyed when he saw her still frowning.
I remember just now she said she was used to it. It seemed like she really came here once a month.
Then how did she come here for so many years, lying in bed like this every day without eating or drinking?
When he thought of this, he began to feel uncomfortable inexplicably.
"Well, it was like this on the first day, it's no big deal."
She shook her head casually and replied, but there was a hint of helplessness and bitterness in her eyes.
Although this look was too light to catch, it still caught Shi Jing's eyes, just like when she said in his office, "You should also know what it's like to be homeless." That look was
Same.
A trace of unexplained slight pain flashed through his heart. He looked at her and softened his voice, "No one takes care of you?"
A question made Qian Qianqian's face change slightly, and then she chuckled casually,
"It's not a serious illness. Why does it need someone to take care of it? The dean still has to take care of those children. This is a small matter for me, so I don't need to bother him."
"It almost hurts to death, is it still a small matter?"
He suddenly stood up from the bed angrily and yelled at Qian Qianqian
This sudden low roar made Qian Qianqian stunned for a moment, because his excited reaction flashed a hint of confusion.
As if he realized something was wrong with him, Shi Jing's face flashed with a trace of uneasiness, and he turned away, not letting Qian Qianqian see the hint of guilt in his eyes.
"It looks like you haven't eaten yet?"
After a while, she heard him speak with his back to her. Qian Qianqian was stunned again, and then nodded, "Yeah, I can't eat it."
In fact, she was in so much pain that she had no strength to cook. However, there was no need for her to talk too much to Shi Jing. Talking too much would actually gain sympathy.
She has known since she was very young that gaining sympathy is the most ignorant way, and she does not need sympathy.