Jing Jiaren squeezed Leng Aofeng's hand at the right time, knowing that he would not see through her.
The driver glanced at Jian Chenche and then looked at Leng Aofeng in the rearview mirror.
Jing Jiaren held a towel and pressed it on Leng Aofeng's forehead: "Do you have a headache?"
"No."
"If it hurts, you must tell me."
"Be careful next time you walk," he stared at her, "What do you want me to do if I'm one second late?"
"sorry."
When they arrived at the hospital, Jing Jiaren took Leng Aofeng's hand and got out of the car: "Thank you boss for the ride. Then I will take my lover upstairs to have a look..."
She said the words "my love" easily and casually.
Then he put Leng Aofeng's hand on her waist: "Let's go."
Leng Aofeng's figure stiffened slightly, and she led him forward.
Her breath was against his, and his handsome face tilted slightly, smelling the fragrance of her body...
In those deep eyes, there was only the presence of Jing Jiaren.
This picture fell in Jian Chenche's eyes.
Anyone can see that Leng Aofeng's feelings for Jing Jiaren are so deep that they cannot be ignored!
It happened that both men wanted to see an orthopedic surgeon...
Just like this, they walked into the Orthopedics Building one after another.
The corridor was very quiet. Jing Jiaren listened to the footsteps behind her and felt his eyes falling on her back. She had to show her affection to Leng Aofeng all the way.
Finally, I entered the office.
Leng Aofeng was injured in the shoulder and spine, while Jian Chenche was injured in the hand, but the injuries were not together.
Naturally, the orthopedic surgeons you need to meet are also different.
After taking a picture, the doctor looked at it carefully and said, "No problem, all the bones are fine."
"No problem at all?"
"Not even a crack."
Jing Jiaren couldn't understand the film, but if the doctor said so, it must be absolutely fine.
That was a sign weighing dozens of kilograms that was smashed down!
Jing Jiaren took Leng Aofeng to the head surgery again: "His head was smashed. Please bandage the wound on his head with sutures."
The doctor looked at it with a small lamp and saw only clotted blood scabs...
I didn't see any wounds for a long time.
"What the hell, I still have a lot of patients waiting in line. Do you think it's fun to tease the doctor like this?"
"Teasing? We are here to see a doctor."
"He didn't even scratch his scalp."
"But he bled a lot..."
The doctor carefully fiddled with Leng Aofeng's hair and examined it, and finally got angry: "Go out, I'm very busy."
Was kicked out by the nurse.
Jing Jiaren looked at the tall Leng Aofeng: "Are you really okay?"
Leng Aofeng held her thin shoulders: "I hope there is nothing wrong with me."
"What's the meaning?"
"That proves that I'm still a normal person." He raised his thin lips and smiled coldly and lonely.
"Leng Aofeng, you are very normal now!" Jing Jiaren's nose felt sore, "In my eyes, no matter what you become, you will always be you."
"..."
"Leng Aofeng, do you know that you really scared me to death just now," Jing Jiaren lectured with a frown, "next time you encounter a situation like this, you can't rush over like this regardless of your life -"
"Watching you in danger?" He stared at her closely, "I can't do that."
"Have you been following me?"
Leng Aofeng said nothing and pursed his thin lips slightly.
It's not that he follows her all the time, but that he stays near her at any time except when he has to do his own things.