Warm Marriage 100 Points: Sweet Wife, Please Be Good

Zhong Jiaqi understands that Qi Jingchen has actually entered her heart a long time ago, especially after going through this medical trouble, her heart is becoming more and more dependent on Qi Jingchen, but revenge is her own business. In her previous life, Qi Jingchen was nothing but She is a passerby, she doesn't want to drag Qi Jingchen into her hatred.

"That's not what I meant," Zhong Jiaqi said with her head down a little guilty, "It's just that these are my own affairs, and I should have to solve them myself. I don't want to drag you down."

"I never thought you were a drag. Do you not understand what I mean, or are you just pretending not to understand?" Qi Jingchen didn't understand why Zhong Jiaqi surrounded herself like a hedgehog under a hard shell.

Zhong Jiaqi didn't know to tell Qi Jingchen what happened in her previous life, and she wouldn't say it. She said with some pain, "Don't force me, okay?"

"Okay, okay," Qi Jingchen smiled coldly, "I won't force you!"

Qi Jingchen didn't expect that one day, he would be angry because of his feelings. Zhong Jiaqi was the biggest accident he encountered in his life, which made him feel the taste of defeat for the first time.

He didn't want to lose his temper with Zhong Jiaqi, so he stopped talking.

With just one glance, Zhong Jiaqi knew that Qi Jingchen was angry, but she didn't know how to explain to Qi Jingchen that no one could understand the trauma that Zhong Jiaqi had experienced in her previous life. This was the deepest secret in Zhong Jiaqi's heart, she couldn't possibly tell anyone.

Therefore, Zhong Jiaqi could only choose to remain silent.

After dinner, neither Qi Jingchen nor Zhong Jiaqi said a word, and they kept silent in a tacit understanding.

After the cold war between the two, there was always a slight embarrassment in the villa in Lishui Villa, so Zhong Jiaqi simply drove to work in Xinxing Hospital.

After the operation, Zhou Xiaoxiao recovered pretty well. During Zhong Jiaqi’s ward rounds, Zhou Xiaoxiao was already awake. Except for Zhou Xiaoxiao, only Zhou Quan’s wife was in the ward, and Zhou Quan’s figure was not seen. It may be the most fortunate thing for Zhong Jiaqi.

She asked softly: "Xiaoxiao, how do you feel today? Do you feel uncomfortable?"

Zhou Xiaoxiao pointed to his arm a little aggrieved and said, "I feel itchy on my arm, but my mother won't let me scratch it."

Although Zhou Quan had framed Zhong Jiaqi for Zhu Lin before, and Zhong Jiaqi didn't have any affection for Zhou Quan, Zhong Jiaqi still liked Zhou Xiaoxiao, a strong and beautiful little girl.

There was a faint smile on her face, and she said softly: "Xiaoxiao, this is because the wound on your arm is slowly healing, so you feel itchy. If you scratch now, it will leave you in the future." Those with scars, Xiaoxiao doesn’t want to leave scars on her pretty hands, does she?”

Zhou Xiaoxiao shook his head, looked at Zhong Jiaqi worriedly, and asked anxiously: "Sister, if my wound leaves a scar, will it be ugly?"

Zhong Jiaqi said comfortingly: "But as long as you smile and listen to your mother, there will be no scars."

"Okay," Zhou Xiaoxiao smiled sweetly, "I will definitely listen to my mother."

The car accident caused Zhou Xiaoxiao to break a rib. She is now lying on the bed and cannot move. This is a very painful thing for a girl in her teens, but Zhou Xiaoxiao is still so optimistic.

Zhong Jiaqi couldn't help but reached out and touched Zhou Xiaoxiao's head: "Then Xiaoxiao is obedient, I will come to see you later."

Zhou Xiaoxiao nodded obediently: "Then sister Jiaqi, you must remember to come and see me."

"it is good."

Just as Zhong Jiaqi walked out of the ward, she was stopped by Zhou Quan's wife. Zhong Jiaqi turned her head and looked at her suspiciously: "What's the matter?"

Zhou Quan's wife looked at Zhong Jiaqi with some guilt: "Although I don't know what misunderstanding there is between you and Zhou Quan, I know that Dr. Zhong is a good person, if Zhou Quan does anything wrong, I will apologize to you for him. "

Zhong Jiaqi smiled helplessly: "Mrs. Zhou, the grievances between Vice President Zhou and me have nothing to do with you and Xiaoxiao. You don't have to apologize to me for these things. I will definitely take good care of Xiaoxiao and let her get better sooner." You're recovered, don't worry."

"Doctor Zhong, that's not what I meant," Zhou Quan's wife said shyly, "I'm not worried about what you might do to hurt Xiaoxiao, I just..."

"Mrs. Zhou, I understand what you mean, but I'm sorry, I can't accept your apology."

Zhou Quan's wife shook her head helplessly: "Forget it, I don't understand some things, and I am indeed not qualified to ask you to forgive me, but I still want to thank you for saving Xiaoxiao."

Zhong Jiaqi smiled faintly: "This is what I should do as a doctor."

After finishing speaking, Zhong Jiaqi turned around and left, and there were other patients waiting for her.

In the evening, it was Zhong Jiaqi's turn to be on the night shift. She returned to the hospital after dinner, and when she passed Zhou Xiaoxiao's ward, she found that there was no one there.

She couldn't help but pushed open the door, walked in, and said with concern: "Xiaoxiao, where's your mother?"

"Mom went home to get things." Zhou Xiaoxiao replied obediently while lying on the bed.

Zhong Jiaqi reached out and touched Zhou Xiaoxiao's arm lightly: "Does it still hurt?"

Zhou Xiaoxiao shook his head: "It doesn't hurt anymore, sister Jiaqi, mother said you saved my life, is it true?"

"This is what my sister should do."

"Sister Jiaqi, thank you!"

"You're welcome," Zhong Jiaqi asked with concern, "Have you had dinner yet?"

"I've eaten. Mom didn't go home to pick up things until after I had dinner."

"What about your father?" Maybe Zhou Xiaoxiao was too optimistic, Zhong Jiaqi couldn't help but want to care about her.

"Dad was here this afternoon, but later he had something to deal with, so he left." Zhou Xiaoxiao replied sensiblely.

"Xiaoxiao want to sleep now? You should take a good rest now, so that you will get better faster."

"But I can't sleep," Zhou Xiaoxiao looked at Zhong Jiaqi carefully, "Can sister Jiaqi tell me a story?"

Zhong Jiaqi glanced at the storybook on the bedside. She had never told stories to children before, but seeing Zhou Xiaoxiao's expectant eyes, Zhong Jiaqi couldn't bear to refuse.

She reached out to pick up the storybook beside the bed, and asked softly, "Which story do you want to hear?"

"Little prince, I like the story of the little prince."

"I was living alone like this, with no one I could really talk to, until that malfunction happened in the Sahara Desert six years ago..."

Zhong Jiaqi didn't know how to tell stories to children, so she could only patiently read according to the contents of the book. Fortunately, Zhou Xiaoxiao was a well-behaved and sensible child. She lay on the bed obediently, closed her eyes, and fell asleep after a while .

Hearing Zhou Xiaoxiao's breathing gradually stabilized, Zhong Jiaqi put down the book in her hand, got up and tucked her in the quilt, and Zhong Jiaqi turned around to leave, but she saw Zhou Quan as soon as she turned her head.

Zhong Jiaqi's face turned cold all of a sudden: "Since you're here, I'll leave first, Xiaoxiao is still young, you shouldn't let her be alone in the ward."

After finishing speaking, Zhong Jiaqi didn't want to look at Zhou Quan's face any more, so she walked around Zhou Quan sideways and walked out.

Seeing the back of Zhong Jiaqi leaving, Zhou Quan was full of emotions. When he just arrived in the ward, he saw Zhong Jiaqi sitting on Zhou Xiaoxiao's bedside, holding a storybook in his hand, telling a story to Zhou Xiaoxiao.

After Zhou Xiaoxiao went to school, Zhou Quan never told his daughter a bedtime story again. He didn't expect that he would meet Zhong Jiaqi, the woman he had just framed, doing this today.

For the first time, Zhou Quan felt that what he had done before was wrong. Zhu Lin was spoiled by the Zhu family and the Zhou family since she was a child. He also knew the character of this niece, but when Zhu Lin said that Zhong Jiaqi bullied her, Zhou Quan Quan still chose to defend Zhu Lin.

In fact, thinking about it now, Zhong Jiaqi didn't do anything wrong at all.

When Zhong Jiaqi returned to the office, she didn't think about Zhou Quan's inner thoughts at all. Looking at the darkening night outside the window, Zhong Jiaqi felt a little uncomfortable. She missed Qi Jingchen a little.

The cold war between her and Qi Jingchen was never over, and neither of them bowed their heads first. In fact, Zhong Jiaqi knew that the problem with this matter was hers, but she didn't know how to explain it to Qi Jingchen. She also wanted to rely on Qi Jingchen's shoulders in the past, but the experience After Yao Jun's incident, Zhong Jiaqi left a bit of shadow in her heart, she was afraid of feeling too dependent on one person.

Zhong Jiaqi is also afraid that she will become Qi Jingchen's burden, and one day Qi Jingchen will feel tired.

Looking at the bright moonlight outside the window, the longing in her heart became more and more intense, but Zhong Jiaqi didn't know how to speak, she could only sit in the office until the morning, and she returned to Lishui Shangzhuang after the night shift was over.

When she got home, Qi Jingchen had already gone to work, and Zhong Jiaqi even wondered if Qi Jingchen was hiding from her on purpose.

But before Zhong Jiaqi had time to think about it, her mobile phone rang in the empty villa. She picked up the mobile phone and took a look. The caller was Mr. Qi. Zhong Jiaqi didn't dare to delay, and pressed the answer button almost immediately .

"Grandpa, what do you want from me?"

Mr. Qi on the phone smiled lovingly: "Jiaqi, if you have time recently, come back to see grandpa. Your grandma and I miss you and Xiaochen a little."

Zhong Jiaqi hadn't spoken to Qi Jingchen for two days, now that Mr. Qi suddenly mentioned to let her and Qi Jingchen go home, Zhong Jiaqi felt a little guilty, she didn't know how to speak to Qi Jingchen about this matter.

Mr. Qi didn't hear Zhong Jiaqi's reply, and felt that something was wrong, so he asked worriedly: "Jiaqi, you and Xiaochen are fighting, right?"

Only then did Zhong Jiaqi come to her senses, and quickly explained: "No, no, I didn't quarrel with Jing Chen, I was just wondering if there was any arrangement recently."

"It's fine if you don't quarrel. You just got married, so you will inevitably have bumps and bumps, but don't quarrel over trivial matters." Old Master Qi said earnestly.

"Grandpa, don't worry, we really didn't quarrel."

"It's fine if you don't have one, then you and Xiao Chen can go home for dinner tonight!"