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

"Later, was Shi Yue's illness cured?" Rong Jingchen asked.

"The veterinarian took October away, and I didn't see him again for two months. Two months later, your father took me to the horse farm. October was very lively, running and having fun. Later I learned that your father has almost Every night at the racecourse, I personally take care of October." Rong Junchu's eyes sparkled, and his clean and slender fingers rubbed Rong Jingchen's soft hair, probably recalling the past, his eyes were very gentle, and even the corners of his mouth curled up. With a smile.

"Isn't there a veterinarian? Why do you need Dad to take care of him personally? What's wrong with October?" Rong Jingchen raised his face and asked, every time he heard stories about his father, he was very concerned.

As far as he could remember, his memories of his father all came from Rong Junchu's description.

"October didn't get sick because I liked it so much. At that time, I was too weak to protect what I liked. Your father went to help me."

Rong Jingchen nodded, half understanding, feeling a little sleepy in his arms.

Song Qingzhu thought up a house fight drama, Rong Junchu's favorite pony was murdered, his elder brother went to protect him, and found a more acceptable reason to lie to him.

The relationship between him and his elder brother should be very good. The elder brother silently protects the young him and allows him to have a complete childhood.

The car accident five years ago took away his closest relatives and ruined his legs, how hurtful it must be.I can't imagine how he got out of that kind of pain. If it was placed on ordinary people, he would have collapsed long ago, but he not only survived, but also stood on the top of the mountain.

Listening to Rong Jingchen's familiar breathing, she seemed to understand why this little kid insisted on sleeping together.

He wanted her to know about Rong Junchu's past.

Should I say that this child is well-intentioned or scheming?
However, Rong Junchu didn't mind letting her hear those past events, which surprised her a little.

He's said more tonight than he's ever said before.

It is even rarer than a meteor shower to let such a person who cherishes words like gold open his mouth to tell a story.

In fact, Song Qingzhu envied him very much, and had such a good elder brother to accompany him, but she had nothing, and she didn't even know who she was.

Song Qingzhu didn't even know when he fell asleep, it was already dawn when he woke up.I haven't slept so deeply for a long time, and it seems that the magnetic field of their "family of three" is very compatible.

There were bustling voices outside the door, and Song Qingzhu heard that Aunt Yan's son was talking to Lin You.

"You'd better take these things back, and I will pass on your thoughts to Miss Song." Lin You had a standard business-like attitude, but Nahan didn't buy it.

"My mother reminded me ten thousand times, I must take these white peony root to Dr. Song, and you can let me in." Hanhan carried the basket and wanted to rush in.

"I can't help but ask you to go back."

Master Jiu ordered that everything given to Ms. Song should be taken out and thrown away. Last time I threw a basket of eggs, and this time I brought a basket of white peony. He can still find someone to give away the eggs. He can't deliver medicinal materials all over the street.

"Dr. Song fell into the ditch because of Bai Shao. Dr. Song is my family's benefactor. It is reasonable for me to dig some Bai Shao to bring to Dr. Song."

"Miss Song doesn't need it, you should go back."

Lin You has always been by Rong Junchu's side, and has dealt with all kinds of people, but this one in front of him gave him a headache, and he has already refused so clearly, he still doesn't understand, what a stubborn fool.

"You don't need it if you say you don't need it. Who are you from Dr. Song? Hurry up and get out of the way, I don't like how sour and fake you city people are!" Aunt Yan's son was also anxious, If you let go of your posture, you will rush in.

Song Qingzhu hurriedly got off the bed. When she turned over, she moved a little too much, which involved the wound on her stomach. She gasped for pain, but she didn't care about the pain. There was a fight outside, so she should go out and have a look what's going on.

Who would have thought that Rong Junchu got out of bed first, and opened the door first.

Song Qingzhu: "..." You, a wheelchair user, can move more nimbly than a healthy person like me?This unscientific.

Rong Junchu's cold gaze swept over Hanhan, who obediently took two steps back.

He had never seen such a character before. Although he was in a wheelchair, his aura was super powerful, and he was overwhelmed by just one glance.

"I... that one is here to deliver Bai Shao to Dr. Song, and I'll leave after delivering it." He explained.

Rong Junchu didn't speak, but glanced at Lin You.

"Leave it to me." Lin You immediately understood what Master Jiu meant.

Hanhan handed the basket to Lin You, and now he really wanted to say that it would be better if this was not the case, but the man in front of him felt too oppressive, so he should hurry up and slip away.

Rong Junchu asked Lin You to take the basket of white peony root to the ward, and he said to Song Qingzhu, "Give me medicine."

Rong Junchu's arm was sprained, and white peony root was one of the essential medicinal materials, "Okay, but I still need some other medicinal materials."

"Tell Lin You, he will buy it."

"Can I buy some other medicine?"

Song Qingzhu thought of some medicinal materials for removing scars and beautifying the skin. The wound on his stomach would be ugly if it left scars. Besides, he also scratched several places when he fell into the ditch.

"Up to you." Rong Junchu didn't care.

"You don't even ask what it is, you're not afraid that I'll prescribe you medicine." Song Qingzhu muttered in a low voice, and then fell silent. She found that she was getting along with him more and more casually now, and she even dared to joke with Jin Thigh.

Thinking about it carefully, he is pretty good, except for his black belly.

"You can't." Rong Junchu said lightly, pressed the remote control of the wheelchair and went to the hospital bed.

Song Qingzhu didn't expect that he could hear it, let alone that he actually answered. He has already started to trust her?

Thinking of this, my heart suddenly filled with joy.

Song Qingzhu had only some skin trauma, and after three to five days of treatment, he could resume normal activities. Rong Jingchen still squeezed into the middle of them to sleep every night, and listened to his uncle's childhood stories every night.

It's just that she and Rong Junchu had an extra job, rubbing medicine on each other, um, medicine to remove scars.

Rong Jun took off his clothes at the beginning. His skin was very fair and his muscles were beautiful. It seemed that he was maintaining them well. This man is the legendary man who is very thin and fleshy when he takes off his clothes.

Applying medicine to such a handsome man is enough to seduce the eyes.

When Rong Jun first saw her fascinated again, he reminded lightly, "You are drooling."

"What? Really? Where? Any more?"

Song Qingzhu's cheeks were flushed, and he quickly wiped it with the back of his hand. After a few wipes, he found nothing. Only when he saw the playful smile in his eyes did he know that he had been fooled.

Song Qingzhu became a little angry from embarrassment, and the action of applying medicine under his hands was a little heavier.

"In a few days, my work here will be over, and I want to resume my practice before it ends."

Rong Junchu looked at her suspiciously.