Sweet Wife Overturns the Heavens: Ninth Master, I can't stop pampering

The moment he sat down, Rong Junchu's face softened a lot. Song Qingzhu took off the crutch in his hand, watched him put his hands on his lap, and asked with concern: "How is it? Do you feel this time?" better?"

Rong Junchu recalled the previous several rehabilitation trainings, from the initial pain to the pain like a pinprick, it was indeed much better than the previous few times, at least there was no bone-shattering pain.He pursed his lips slightly and replied, "It's okay, I can persist."

Song Qingzhu squatted in front of him, lifted his trousers, checked the muscles of his calf, and rubbed them. She raised her eyes and looked at him with clear eyes.

"Is it the most painful here?"

Rong Junchu's throat rolled, and his eyes gradually became darker.The hands on the handles of the wheelchair were clenched and loosened, and the tactility of her legs was very obvious. She could feel the warmth in her soft palms, and a warm current hit her.

His voice became hoarse unconsciously.

"Ah."

Song Qingzhu didn't notice anything strange about him, but just nodded as expected.

"The acupuncture points here are very sensitive, but also very subtle. In short, it is not a bad thing to practice a few more times, but Master Jiu will suffer."

Rong Junchu's eyes met hers, and after three seconds, he looked away.

Rong Junchu looked gloomy, tapped the handle with his fingertips, and said lightly: "I just want to make Dr. Song worry more."

Song Qingzhu stood up, scratched his head, didn't expect him to be so polite today, and said with a simple smile: "No, then I'll go out first."

"Wait a minute." Rong Junchu called her to stop.

There was a bit of urgency and tension in the voice.

Song Qingzhu turned to look at him without knowing why.

"Master Jiu, is there anything else?"

Rong Junchu slightly pursed his lips, his dark pupils were flickering, and he looked a little uncomfortable.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Song Qingzhu was quite puzzled. Is there something difficult to say that is inconvenient to say?Suddenly, she thought of his confession to her, and her heart was fluttering, and her heart was beating wildly.

Is he going to confess again?
Song Qingzhu thought in his heart, how could she decline this time so as not to hurt his heart?
"Are you busy next week?"

"next week?"

"Well. Probably August NO.15." Rong Junchu calmed down at this moment, and tried to reply in a calm tone.

Song Qingzhu swallowed his saliva, could it be that he is going on a date with himself?
She rolled her eyes and asked tangledly, "Are you going to..."

"I'm going on a business trip, and I need a private doctor to follow me."

Rong Junchu quickly replied.His face was cold and frank, and he didn't seem to be selfish at all.

Song Qingzhu asked in surprise, "That's it?"

I don't know why, but I feel a little lost in my heart.

Could it be that the one who is loved has nothing to fear?
Rong Junchu hummed, looked at her, raised his eyebrows, and said in a slightly teasing tone, "What do you think?"

"No, I didn't think so." Song Qingzhu retorted subconsciously, her brain was spinning crazily, thinking about whether there was anything to do on August [-]th, she said, "I can ask the hospital for leave."

"Okay, then pack your luggage as soon as possible, and go on a business trip with me then."

"Ok."

Song Qingzhu turned around to go out, but at the end she stopped and looked back at Rong Junchu with a blank expression, "Is Master Jiu still doing something?"

Rong Junchu was about to stand up and try by himself, but she just turned her head, her face froze for a moment, then her blood returned, and she replied flatly: "It's all right, you can go back."

Seeing him pretending to be calm, Song Qingzhu couldn't help smiling, "Master Jiu, be careful if you do rehabilitation treatment alone."

Rong Junchu's expression froze, and then he glanced at her coldly, "If you want to continue to do my rehabilitation, then don't go back."

Song Qingzhu's face changed slightly, and he waved his hands again and again, "No, no, I'll go first."

Rong Junchu gave a cold snort.

Song Qingzhu closed the door and hurried back to the room.

On this day, when Song Qingzhu was in charge of rounds in the hospital, Zhang Chunmei heard that Yao Xinyao had been fired and left yesterday.She cried very sadly when she left, and Zhang Chunmei exaggeratedly described her appearance before leaving.

Zhang Chunmei pouted, showing no sympathy for her.

"I really don't know how this kind of girl got in here, she's not doing her job properly every day." Zhang Chunmei complained.

Song Qingzhu raised his eyebrows, not interested in her affairs, even if this person targeted her.She crossed her arms, and listening to Zhang Chunmei complaining, she couldn't help but say, "I haven't seen her a few times at all, and I don't know what's wrong with her, she must be bewitched."

Speaking of this, Song Qingzhu felt depressed for a while.

It's hard for anyone to be targeted by strangers.

Song Qingzhu thought a lot at that time, thinking that he had done something heinous, but he didn't expect that it was about Song Shiyu.She almost laughed angrily.

Zhang Chunmei covered her mouth when she heard her words, and smiled: "I didn't expect our doctor Song to swear."

Song Qingzhu rolled her eyes, "I can still roll my eyes."

Zhang Chunmei opened her eyes wide in shock.

"Song Qingzhu, why haven't I met someone like you before!"

"That's because you didn't know me before, but you know me now?" Song Qingzhu said.

"Pfft." Zhang Chunmei laughed. She used to think that this intern was superior, but when she found out that she was Lian Rong, she was really surprised. She couldn't help admiring her. She has achieved success as a doctor and as a composer.

"Song Qingzhu, I'm committed to you as a friend." Zhang Chunmei laughed. When she laughed, the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes were as many as creases, but she was 50 to [-] years old and had been well maintained.

"Zhang Chunmei?" Song Qingzhu said.

"Hey?"

"Did anyone say you look like a celebrity?"

Zhang Chunmei asked expectantly, "Who is who?"

"Mr Bean."

Zhang Chunmei: "..."

While Song Qingzhu was resting, brother JOE called.

Brother JOE: "Qingzhu, when are you free?"

Song Qingzhu: "What's wrong?"

Brother JOE: "I told you before, I've already watched the health program, the contract, and you just need to come and sign it."

Song Qingzhu quickly asked, "Is there any problem this time?"

Brother JOE beat his chest, "Don't worry, I read it carefully this time, the contract is fine, but you are a newcomer, and the salary is lower than others."

"I have no problem with remuneration." What Song Qingzhu is afraid of is the kind of yin and yang contract, or deliberately write small words, and then get people to sign when people are not paying attention.

She was really scared.

JOE paused for a moment, and he asked, "When will you be free here, meet the director?"

"Let's see you." Song Qingzhu remembered the business trip, she said quickly, "Let the sky out on August [-]th."

"What are you doing that day?"

"Yeah. I'm on a business trip with Master Jiu." Song Qingzhu trusted Brother JOE.