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

Song Qingzhu looked at Rong Jingchen's little face that was about to cry, and his heart twitched.

This child has lost his father since he was a child, and it is said that his mother is also gone. He has been raised by the cold Rong Junchu. His concept of life and death may be clearer than children of the same age.

Fearing that something might happen to her, he made this bracelet for her overnight, which showed that she was really important to him.

Song Qingzhu hadn't experienced the warmth from his family since he was a child, but now he was warmed up firmly by this kid.

"Okay, I'll just wear it." Song Qingzhu relented.

"Wear it all the time, don't take it off."

Song Qingzhu sneered, he was just a little warm boy, but now his authoritarian tone is exactly the same as his uncle.

She rolled her eyes a little, and said angrily: "Unless you burp, wear it all the time, that's fine."

"Xiao Qingqing!" Rong Jingchen's face was puffed up with anger, she was still in the mood to joke about such a serious question, it really pissed him off.

At this time, Rong Junchu called back, and Rong Jingchen flew over with his arms outstretched.

"Uncle, I'm so worried about you." Rong Jingchen hugged him tightly, for fear that he would fly away accidentally.

"It's okay." Rong Junchu put his arms around his small body, patted his back twice with his slender and clean hands, and there was a rare warmth on his lips.

Song Qingzhu looked at the picture of the big and the young embracing each other, and found that only with this little nephew could Rong Junchu have normal mood swings, and other idlers would only be divided into useful and useless in his eyes.

"Young Master, now that Master Jiu and Miss Song are fine, should we go have breakfast?" Lin You reminded.

"Let's go." Rong Jingchen jumped down and walked out briskly. When he walked, he raised his chin so high that he didn't even look at Song Qingzhu. He was so arrogant.

"Oh, I'm just kidding, I'm really angry." Song Qingzhu muttered in a low voice. He usually digs a hole for her to jump in, but now he takes it seriously.

Rong Junchu's eyes fell on her, and he said slowly, "Don't make fun of life and death with Yang Yang in the future."

"Yeah, it's guaranteed to be the last time." Song Qingzhu heard the meaning of the warning, and the uncle came to support her nephew. If she is alone, she should admit it quickly.

I thought this matter was over, but I never thought that Rong Junchu would explain again, "Brother died unexpectedly when Yangyang was four months old. The more afraid of losing."

The more important the more the more afraid... Losing, Song Qingzhu's heart thumped, and the five-flavored bottle in his heart was knocked to the ground.

Feeling guilty is for Yang Yang.

There was a throbbing of uncertainty, it was to him.He didn't have to save her himself yesterday, but he did.

Although he also said the reason later, he expected her to heal his legs.

Perhaps it was because she lacked love since she was a child that she felt a little satisfied after listening to him say these words, and her mood was disturbed.

"Of course I am important to you. I am your attending doctor. If you want to stand up, you have to rely on me." Song Qingzhu said it to him, but also to himself.

People who are originally from two worlds should never have thoughts that they shouldn't have.

Rong Junchu's originally indifferent expression gradually turned cold, and even the surrounding air felt cold.

He was really counting on her to heal his leg, and he would have liked to hear something else.

Song Qingzhu raised his eyes to meet his cold eyes, not daring to take a breath.He is angry?Is what you just said too arrogant?
"I promise I will never say that kind of thing to Yang Yang again..."

Rong Junchu's eyes sank, and he left with a cold handsome face.

Song Qingzhu sighed, what a weird person, he suddenly became angry, both uncle and nephew were very strange.

Song Qingzhu lay back on the hospital bed again. After what happened last night, her mobile phone was scrapped, and now she can't contact anyone, but she is clean.

"Doctor Song, have you rested yet?" A man opened the door and smiled innocently.

Song Qingzhu looked up and saw that it was Aunt Yan's son.

"How did you come?"

"My mother heard from the nurse that you fell into the ditch yesterday, so she asked me to take a look and bring you some eggs to nourish your body."

Three black lines slid down from Song Qingzhu's forehead, and it was so joyful to tell from his mouth that he was in the ditch.

It's true that good things don't go out and bad things spread thousands of miles. Now everyone knows that she has fallen into the ditch.

"Don't be fooled, these are eggs laid by our own chickens, no injections or feed, fresher than those sold in the city."

"Thank you, Aunt Yan, for me." Song Qingzhu closed his eyes. He originally wanted to come here to do business, but he fell into a ditch and was laughed at by them one by one.

"The ditch isn't very deep. Why did it fall like this? Does it hurt?"

"hiss……"

This fool, let's just say it, and poke it with your finger, it's too much.

Song Qingzhu glanced at him, and Hanhan hurriedly withdrew his fingers and stood up, "Doctor Song, rest well, I won't bother you, and I'll come to see you another day."

Song Qingzhu raised his hand. It was wrapped like a bear's paw. Those who didn't know it thought she was broken.She couldn't take it anymore, and she had to re-bandage it.

In the afternoon when the nurse came to change the dressing, she found a reason to say that she came by herself. The hands were too tightly bound, and she couldn't untie them after a lot of effort. When she was regretting that the nurse should untie the bandages before leaving, Rong Jun First came in.

Lin You pushed the wheelchair, and the two entered the ward.

Rong Junchu glanced at the basket of eggs on the bedside table, and said lightly, "Take it out."

"Yes." Lin You respectfully carried the basket and went out.

"I don't like other people's things in the room."

Song Qingzhu opened his mouth, and then endured it.Don't get angry, don't get angry, can't be as knowledgeable as him, why would she have to hug this golden thigh?

The bandage on her hand couldn't be removed, so she simply used her mouth, biting and pulling it to vent her anger.

Rong Junchu came to the bed, took her hand, cut a hole with scissors, and removed the bandage neatly.

"I'll do it myself." Song Qingzhu wanted to withdraw his hand, but failed after several attempts.

Rong Junchu threw the removed bandage into the medical garbage bag next to him, picked up the cotton ball soaked in the disinfectant solution with tweezers, and carefully cleaned the wound bit by bit.

Most of Song Qingzhu's hands were bruised, but his fingers hurt when he touched them.His movements were so gentle that she didn't feel much pain.

Just when Song Qingzhu was lamenting that he was careful enough, he had already picked up a new bandage and started dressing the wound.

The slender and clean fingers were wrapped under her eyelids after a few swipes, and a bow was also thoughtfully tied on the back of her hand.

"My God, have you ever studied nursing?" Song Qingzhu raised his paw to look carefully, the bandage was really beautiful, ten times better than the previous one.Even if it is placed in a large hospital, this level is still professional.

"Take off your clothes." Rong Junchu said.