Warm Marriage 100 Points: Sweet Wife, Please Be Good

Zhong Jiaqi rubbed her temples wearily, and said lightly: "Don't worry, he's fine, but he still needs to stay in the hospital for a week, and he can be discharged when he's healthy, go and go through the admission procedures! "

The two men looked at Zhong Jiaqi with some embarrassment.

"What's wrong?" Zhong Jiaqi asked suspiciously.

One of them rubbed his hands and said in embarrassment: "We have no money to pay Xiaowei's hospitalization fee."

Zhong Jiaqi looked at them suspiciously: "No money?"

The two nodded in unison: "We don't know where Xiaowei's bank card is kept. We have already paid all the deposits just after paying the surgery fee."

Zhong Jiaqi said helplessly: "Then I will put the money on you first."

"Thank you so much, doctor!"

After Zhong Jiaqi changed her clothes, she went to the toll office to help Xiao Wei pay the surgery fee. Only then did she know that Xiao Wei's full name was Wei Zhifeng, but she just took a look and didn't take it seriously.

After paying the fee, when Zhong Jiaqi came out of Xinxing Hospital, it was already dark and Zhong Jiaqi had a severe headache. At this time, Qi Jingchen appeared in front of Zhong Jiaqi.

Zhong Jiaqi looked at Qi Jingchen in surprise, "Why did you appear here?"

Qi Jingchen smiled lightly: "Of course I'm here to pick you up."

Zhong Jiaqi's heart felt warm, and the tiredness on her body dissipated a bit, she curled her lips and smiled slightly: "Thank you!"

Qi Jingchen opened the car door for Zhong Jiaqi. Zhong Jiaqi was so tired that she fell asleep not long after getting in the car.

After arriving at Lishui Villa, Qi Jingchen didn't want to wake Zhong Jiaqi up, but just as his hand touched the seat belt on Zhong Jiaqi's body, Zhong Jiaqi opened her eyes, and she looked at Qi Jingchen with some confusion: "Are you there yet?"

Qi Jingchen reached out and brushed Zhong Jiaqi's messy hair behind her ears, and said softly, "Did I wake you up?"

Zhong Jiaqi shook her head, her mind was still a little dazed after waking up, and she rarely complained coquettishly: "I don't feel comfortable sleeping in the car."

"Then let's have a meal first and then have a good sleep after we go back, shall we?"

Zhong Jiaqi nodded.

After returning home, seeing Zhong Jiaqi's tired face, Qi Jingchen simply made something to eat. After Zhong Jiaqi had dinner, she lay on the bed, not wanting to move. Qi Jingchen walked up to Zhong Jiaqi and asked with concern: "I'm very tired. ?"

"Well," Zhong Jiaqi rarely let go of her hard shell and said, revealing her fragile side, "I encountered something in the hospital today and had an operation, and now I feel pain everywhere."

Qi Jingchen didn't say anything more, and gently turned Zhong Jiaqi over, let her lie on the bed, stretched out his hand and pressed gently on her back.

A warm current passed from Qi Jingchen's hand to Zhong Jiaqi's back, and the tense muscles slowly stretched under Qi Jingchen's palm.

Zhong Jiaqi asked curiously: "Why do you know how to massage?"

Qi Jingchen said lightly: "For a while before, I often felt back pain, so I went to learn for a while."

Zhong Jiaqi's heart was touched. Although Qi Jingchen looked very cold on the face, Qi Jingchen was more attentive than anyone else to the people he cared about. With the financial resources of the Qi family, it was impossible to find a professional masseur for Mr. Qi. It was difficult, but Qi Jingchen went to learn it himself.

The warmth on her back flowed into Zhong Jiaqi's heart little by little. She felt a little warm all over, and wanted to close her eyes comfortably, but she still remembered that she didn't take a bath.

Zhong Jiaqi sat up from the bed.

Qi Jingchen looked at her suspiciously: "What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable?"

Zhong Jiaqi shook her head: "No, I'm going to take a shower."

After finishing speaking, Zhong Jiaqi got up lazily, took her pajamas and walked into the bathroom. When she came out, Qi Jingchen was holding a hair dryer in his hand, and beckoned to Zhong Jiaqi: "Come here."

Zhong Jiaqi walked up to Qi Jingchen's side, Qi Jingchen stretched out the hand without the hair dryer, grabbed Zhong Jiaqi's wrist, and pulled it lightly, Zhong Jiaqi fell into Qi Jingchen's arms unprepared.

Qi Jingchen put his arms around Zhong Jiaqi halfway, turned on the hair dryer, and gently dried Zhong Jiaqi's hair bit by bit.

Zhong Jiaqi could clearly feel Qi Jingchen's slender and dry fingers running through her hair, and Qi Jingchen's fingers would touch Zhong Jiaqi's scalp from time to time, which made Zhong Jiaqi feel a little itchy.

She couldn't help but want to run away from that hand, but now that she was in Qi Jingchen's arms, there was nowhere to run away.

Qi Jingchen was blowing Zhong Jiaqi's hair while looking at Zhong Jiaqi's side face. From this angle, he could clearly see Zhong Jiaqi's ruddy lips and upturned nose, especially those amorous peach blossom eyes, with slender eyelashes like a pair of Like a small fan, it fluttered and tugged at Qi Jingchen's heart.

But Zhong Jiaqi moved in Qi Jingchen's arms from time to time, Qi Jingchen swallowed, and after the hair in his hand was dry, he put down the hair dryer in his hand, reached out and lifted Zhong Jiaqi's chin, and gently rubbed the rosy lips superior.

Zhong Jiaqi opened her mouth obediently, allowing the tip of Qi Jingchen's tongue to easily break in and attack the city.

But Qi Jingchen pulled his hand out of Zhong Jiaqi's pajamas before his sanity was about to collapse, and let go of Zhong Jiaqi's lips.

Zhong Jiaqi looked at Qi Jingchen with some doubts: "What's wrong?"

Qi Jingchen stretched out his hand and gently tidied up Zhong Jiaqi's messed up clothes: "I know you're tired, so I'll let you go today and go to sleep."

After finishing speaking, Qi Jingchen gently hugged Zhong Jiaqi into his arms, and patted Zhong Jiaqi on the back again and again. After a while, Zhong Jiaqi's consciousness gradually became blurred, and he couldn't care less about why Qi Jingchen didn't touch her. something happened.

Qi Jingchen heard Zhong Jiaqi's breathing calm down a lot, so he put her back on the bed and was about to go to the bathroom.

He looked at Zhong Jiaqi's face, and smiled helplessly and dotingly. Zhong Jiaqi could really disturb his heart at any time, making him feel distressed and gentle.

He reached out and touched Zhong Jiaqi's face, Qi Jingchen sighed helplessly, got up and went into the bathroom.

Zhong Jiaqi vaguely heard the sound of water in the bathroom, and her heart felt warm. It's so easy for people to fall in love with someone like Qi Jingchen.

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The next day, when Zhong Jiaqi woke up, she saw a set of well-matched clothes neatly placed on the head of her bed. The answer was self-evident who prepared the clothes.

Zhong Jiaqi picked up her clothes and walked into the bathroom. After changing, she looked in the mirror and found that it really matched her usual style.

She went downstairs, Qi Jingchen had already prepared breakfast, she walked to the dining table: "Thank you for the clothes this morning."

Qi Jingchen just smiled faintly, put a fried egg in Zhong Jiaqi's bowl: "I'll take you to the hospital after eating."

"Actually, the hospital is not far from here. I can just drive there by myself."

Qi Jingchen looked up at her: "If you weren't too stubborn, I would have thought of asking for leave for you today."

Looking at Qi Jingchen's eyes, Zhong Jiaqi knew that if she continued to insist on refusing, Qi Jingchen would definitely call the dean, so she lowered her head and said, "Okay, if Mr. Qi is willing to be my driver, of course I will be very happy." ah."

On the way to the hospital, Zhong Jiaqi brought a bouquet of jasmine flowers to the flower shop. Zhou Xiaoxiao mentioned jasmine flowers to her before. The little girl should be happy to see it.

After arriving at the hospital, Zhong Jiaqi sent the flowers to Zhou Xiaoxiao's ward, where Zhou Quan was holding a bowl and feeding Zhou Xiaoxiao breakfast.

Usually, most of the people who take care of Zhou Xiaoxiao in the ward are Mrs. Zhou, and Zhong Jiaqi did not expect to meet Zhou Quan. She tried her best to hide her embarrassment and went straight to Zhou Xiaoxiao's bedside.

"Smile, I brought you a bouquet of jasmine flowers, do you like it?"

Zhou Xiaoxiao just finished a bowl of porridge, with sparkling eyes: "I like it, I like it very much, my favorite is jasmine, thank you sister Jiaqi."

"Then I'll put it in a vase for you." Zhong Jiaqi acted as if she couldn't see Zhou Quan's existence, took the vase next to Zhou Xiaoxiao's bed, and placed the jasmine flowers in her hand one by one .

Looking at the relationship between Zhou Xiaoxiao and Zhong Jiaqi, Zhou Quan felt a little sour in his heart. He didn't know that Zhou Xiaoxiao's favorite flower was jasmine until now.

After Zhong Jiaqi put the flowers away, she reached out and touched Zhou Xiaoxiao's cheek: "Xiaoxiao, be good, I will come to see you again when I have time."

Zhou Xiaoxiao nodded obediently: "Okay, sister Jiaqi, you must come and see me!"

After Zhong Jiaqi left Zhou Xiaoxiao's ward a little uncomfortably, she went back to the office to change her clothes, and then started rounds.

Only then did she realize that there was no one around Wei Zhifeng, and Wei Zhifeng had already woken up. He opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling quietly, looking very lonely.

Zhong Jiaqi looked at this 20-year-old boy and felt a little moved, but soon she collected her emotions and walked in front of Wei Zhifeng.

She said seriously: "Wei Zhifeng, I performed your operation yesterday for you."

Wei Zhifeng turned his head to look at Zhong Jiaqi, and smiled faintly, but the loneliness in his eyes became stronger: "Thank you doctor."

"You're welcome, this is what I should do," Zhong Jiaqi glanced at Wei Zhifeng's wound, "Your wound hasn't healed yet, at a time like this, you need a friend to take care of you, just like this morning, you must be Didn't eat anything?"

Wei Zhifeng said flatly: "I have no friends!"

"Then who was the person who sent you to the hospital yesterday and paid for your surgery?" Zhong Jiaqi asked with some doubts.