Nine Lord Palm Heart Little Sweet Wife

When Mu Qianqian arrived at Professor Zhang's consultation room, the consultation room was not as popular as usual. There were no students with Professor Zhang, and he was the only one there.

"Professor." Mu Qianqian walked in quickly, greeted him neatly, and prepared to change into a white coat.

"Here comes Qianqian," Professor Zhang raised his head from the case book, propped up his glasses with one hand, and looked kindly.

Mu Qianqian nodded, "Professor, why is there no one today. Is the professor closed today?"

"No." Professor Zhang handed the case book in his hand to Mu Qianqian, "Here, take the time to take a look. I guess this patient will come in about 10 minutes today."

"Okay." Mu Qianqian took the case book and quickly browsed it.

Immediately write down the key words in my mind, physical weakness, body cold, coughing, bleeding.

The more she looked down, the more Mu Qianqian frowned. This was the second symptom I encountered, "Professor, this patient..."

Before he could finish speaking, there was a knock on the door.

Professor Zhang raised his hand, "I know you have a lot of doubts, and you will understand in a while. This patient is the son of my old friend. The brat is always weird. It's rare for me to show him."

Mu Qianqian nodded without saying a word, her premonition is not very good, her sixth sense has always been surprisingly accurate, her premonition is not good, she is afraid that she is about to run into an acquaintance.

"It's almost done, Qianqian just go to open the door, don't make the brat wait, or he will go crazy."

Mu Qianqian obediently went to open the door.

The door opened, and what came into view was a satin shirt with a slightly open neckline, revealing the delicate collarbone and excessively fair skin.

Mu Qianqian swallowed, her skin was so fair, she looked up, Mu Qianqian was stunned, Jun, Jun Jiuyan.

A pair of peach-blossom eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, there was a two-point playful look in the eyes, seeing Mu Qianqian stayed silent and walked past her to enter the door, "Uncle Zhang."

The warm texture and slightly hoarse timbre seem to be the most attractive syllables.

"Stinky boy." Professor Zhang glanced at the visitor angrily, "Sit down quickly when you come, you kid finally figured it out, do you want to survive?"

"No."

"If you don't want to live, then you can continue to torment and ask me to see something." Professor Zhang glared at him.

"Don't worry about it," Jun Jiuyan sat lazily on the chair, tapped lightly with one hand on the armrest, and glanced over, "Uncle Zhang, your new intern is not bad."

"Oh?" Professor Zhang frowned, "Stinky boy, this is not an intern, he is a talented student under your uncle and me, and he will inherit your uncle's mantle in the future."

"That's it." Jun Jiuyan nodded with a smile that was not a smile, and squeezed out a few words with the tip of his tongue, "So you are a high-achieving student?"

No wonder, this little fox dared to yell at him after only feeling his pulse twice.

Thinking of the little fox yelling at him, Jun Jiuyan said "tsk," inexplicably.

"Yes," Professor Zhang waved at Mu Qianqian, not knowing that the two had known each other, nor did he know that there had been such an interaction, "Qianqian, come quickly, the professor will introduce you to this strange patient." .”

Mu Qianqian woke up from her sluggishness, and hurried over to avoid Jun Jiuyan's sight, "Professor."

"The youngest of the Jun family," Professor Zhang pointed at Jun Jiuyan, "he is the most lawless and powerful person in Wutong City. Don't look at his incomprehensible appearance, this kid is more ruthless than anyone else, shallow Take care of him in the future."

Mu Qianqian's mind was full of Jun Jiuyan's half-smile, and she obviously didn't listen to a few words of Professor Zhang's introduction.

"Boy, this is my precious student Mu Qianqian. If you want to come to me for treatment in the future, please behave yourself and don't bully others."

"Uncle Zhang, don't worry." Jun Jiuyan coughed lightly, covering his mouth with a silver handkerchief, only revealing his evil eyebrows.

"I'm not worried at all." Professor Zhang shook his head.

"Then, Miss Mu will be taken care of from now on." Jun Jiuyan put away the handkerchief and stretched out his hand. His slender fingers had well-articulated joints, and his skin seemed to be translucent.

Mu Qianqian woke up like a dream, "I, I, I want to take care of him?"

"Don't be afraid, Qianqian. If this brat doesn't cooperate with the treatment, you can torment him. His condition is rare and worth your research." Professor Zhang thought that Mu Qianqian was frightened, and immediately gave her reassurance.

Mu Qianqian's mind was muddled, she never thought that this patient would be Jun Jiuyan.

I can't see you when I look up, but I can't see you when I look down. What should I do?

Biting her lower lip, Mu Qianqian felt that she should avoid him, "Professor, I..."

"Miss Mu," how could Jun Jiuyan not know Mu Qianqian's intentions, interrupted aloud, with a smile on his face, "I have a complicated condition, please take care of me."

The beauty is picturesque, and it is still a gorgeous painting.

Mu Qianqian was temporarily confused by masculinity, "Okay."

"Heh." There was a chuckle, with a twist at the end, grabbing people's hearts, "I've already taken care of it, Miss Mu, isn't she going to shake my hand politely?"

"I..." Mu Qianqian pursed her lips, Jun Jiuyan's every move was too strong, and she was not his opponent at all.

Feeling helpless in front of her professor, Mu Qianqian stretched out her hand.

The fingers touched and were gently clasped.

Jun Jiuyan pushed forward a little bit, and Mu Qianqian leaned forward unprepared for a moment.

Then Jun Jiuyan got up and pressed against Mu Qianqian's ear.

"Qianqian, happy cooperation."

boom!Mu Qianqian's ears exploded, surrounded by Jun Jiuyan's aura, woody tone, as clean as cedar, mixed with two parts of medicinal fragrance.

Mu Qianqian turned red from her ears to her cheeks.

Jun Jiuyan stared at her with lowered eyes, satisfied with the little fox's blushing reaction, a smile slipped down his throat, and then let go of his hand, his expression as usual.

"Okay, okay," Professor Zhang prepared the silver needle, "Don't bully Qianqian, brat, go and lie down quickly, I'll give you a try today."

"En." Jun Jiuyan responded, walked slowly to the bed and turned back, "Uncle Zhang, do I need Miss Mu to do the treatment for me?"

"Why, do you doubt Qianqian's medical skills?" Professor Zhang glared at him, "Today I will take Qianqian to treat you, and when you come to treat me later, let Qianqian do it. Do you think that I spend a lot of time every day in charge of you? This brat."

Jun Jiuyan made a gasp, then looked back, meeting Mu Qianqian's gaze, "That's good."

Mu Qianqian immediately looked away and followed Professor Zhang in a hurry for the first time.

"Come on, Qianqian, wait for the brat to take off his clothes, and you will give him a needle." Professor Zhang handed a set of treasures in his hand to Mu Qianqian.

Mu Qianqian's hands trembled a little, "Professor, I..."

Then, watching the person in front of him raise his hand, he began to unbutton the button below the collarbone.