Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

"Sister, Jiang Qingchi really didn't bully me, he was very kind to me."

Yan Nian half-believed and glanced at Jiang Qingchi, why is she so unbelievable.

Jiang Qingchi rubbed the aching back of his head, with a very speechless expression of questioning by his mother, "Mom, you always say that I am a husky, do you know that I am Teddy in front of my wife?"

Yan Nian and Jiang Chunhe looked at each other.

Is this a wife?

Well, it's real.

Yannian nodded and smiled at Mu Yanzhu.

"Don't be surprised, my sons," Yannian squeezed his left hand. "One, the outer pitbull, the inner husky,"

Then he squeezed his right hand again.

"The other one, expressing sorrow outside, sullen sorrow inside, oh yes, and my husband.

He paused while speaking.

"Their father, abstain from **** outside, and inside—cough cough, forget it, don’t say it."

Next to him, Jiang Qingchi winked at Jiang Chunhe.

That means to let Jiang Chunhe quickly get rid of Yannian!

Afraid of her leaking more secrets!

Jiang Chunhe Xin understood, and hurriedly took Yannian's arm while Yannian was about to come forward and talk with Mu Yanzhu.

"Mom, didn't you say you want to go shopping with me, let's go~"

"Oh, why are you in a hurry? You can go shopping tomorrow, hey Jiang Chunhe, don't drag me, just drag,,,,"

After walking ten miles away, Jiang Chunhe let go of his words.

"Mom, how old are you, how come you are second than the child."

Second?

Yannian squinted slightly, "Little girl, don't think that your dad loves you and I dare not scold you. In comparison, your dad still loves me the most!"

"Hmph, I have a husband in the future, my husband will be better than your husband!"

Jiang Chunhe replied not to be outdone.

Mu Yanzhu on the other side laughed so that his shoulders trembled.

"Your mother is so cute, and she described you as a pitbull, puff ha ha ha ha —"

Jiang Qingchi raised eyebrows dangerously, "Funny?"

"Um not funny, hahahaha—"

After holding it for a second, I couldn't help it.

Started to laugh again.

After all, holding back a smile is a very painful thing.

Jiang Qingchi went to squeeze Mu Yanzhu's face, put her round little face in the palm of her palm and rubbed it back and forth, "You dare to say I'm ugly, try."

"You are not ugly, I remember you were handsome when you were a kid, although a little fat, but the model is there, the features are very delicate."

When he was young, Jiang Qingchi didn't open long.

Now that it has grown longer and more refined, Mu Yanzhu's mind has the appearance of Jiang Qingchi when he was a child.

A soft and cute little boy, blinking his big eyes, like a full little milk bag.

Super cute.

"You were really cute when you were a kid, so I wanted to have a baby too."

Give birth? !

Jiang Qingchi smirked and leaned over, "I want a child? Do you want me to sponsor one in love?"

"Go, go, I still have to go to class—"

Mu Yanzhu and Jiang Qingchi took the same elective course.

In contemporary popular culture, because of Jiang Qingchi, Mu Yanzhu fell in love with this one and a half hour, and even fell in love with the teacher in this class, even if the teacher is bald.

It is rare for Mu Yanzhu not to listen to the lecture today. He kept his head down and used his mobile phone, not knowing what he was dancing, and a happy smile filled his mouth.

"What's silly?"

Jiang Qingchi had looked at her for a long time, but the girl's eyes never fell on him, making him want to drop her mobile phone, and asked him which one is better.

Mu Yanzhu: "I bought tickets for Jay Chou's concert, two for the winter vacation."

"Oh, let me chant with you?"

"Yeah, you don't know how difficult it is to get a ticket!"

"Do you have to go?"

Jiang Qingchi frowned. He didn't like crowded places very much. It was too noisy and his ears hurt.

Mu Yanzhu watched him: "Because you are important to me, so I want to take you there, because what I take you to listen to is my whole youth!"

by.

Faced with the affectionate confession of his daughter-in-law, the prince was no longer happy, his face was pulled into a donkey, and a biting look swept over, "Isn't your youth me?"

"Do you still eat the jealousy of idols?"

"Is he a man? Unless you admit that he is not a man, I will not eat."

Do not! Her idol is the most handsome!

She will not speak ill of idols.

Mu Yanzhu coughed twice and changed the subject, "What shall we eat tonight? Rice noodles or hot pot?"

"Answer me! Who is your whole youth?"

Jiang Qingchi pinched Mu Yanzhu's chin, and stared directly at her.

This handsome face faded away from the youthful youth, and was still three minutes away from the steadyness of a mature man, and his eyes were still unruly. After watching it countless times, Mu Yanzhu still felt heartbeat.

He was born very well.

Naively unfair.

"Student Mu Yanzhu, get up and answer this question!"

The teacher took the roster and ordered it casually. He didn't recognize people, so he didn't want to die until Mu Yanzhu.

Jiang Qingchi let go of Mu Yanzhu, hurriedly flipping through the books to find answers for Mu Yanzhu.

But the person next to him spoke accurately and fluently.

Her voice was crisp and dripping, with a feeling of vigour. After she finished speaking, the teacher cast her admiring eyes.

"You analyzed well, sit down."

Jiang Qingchi looked at her with one hand on his cheek and smiled at her, "You didn't attend the class, can you still answer?"

"That question just happens to be."

More than just a coincidence.

Jiang Qingchi knows that Mu Yanzhu has been studying very well, and his academic performance has been in the top three in the class.

"Why is my wife so low-key." He smiled and pinched her face, Mu Yanzhu brushed away his hand.

"It's in class, please pay attention."

"Why didn't I pay attention? Did I kiss you or hug you? Can't you touch you?"

Then there was half a class left, Jiang Qingchi didn't do anything, and kept watching Mu Yanzhu go.

She is not the type that is amazing at first glance.

The more you look, the more attractive it is.

From the side, her face is very gentle, very soft, beautiful eyes blocked by the glasses lens, eyelashes blinking, double eyelids are just right.

"The boy last time, it was your brother, right?"

Mu Yanzhu suddenly said such a sentence, making Jiang Qingchi's smiling face stiff.

"How did you know?"

"Your mother said he has two children. I guess that was your brother last time."

"Can you guess that? You also pinch and count?"

"Cut, what do you mean, do you think I am a Taoist priest?"

Mu Yanzhu thought Jiang Qingchi was very funny.

"Your mother said that his other son, Meng Sao, I think your uncle was very muffled last time, and your mother said, you asked your brother to borrow one hundred thousand yuan to buy a bag."

Now, there is no need to hide it.

Jiang Qingchi nodded.

"Well, I admit that he is my brother. I didn't mean to lie to you, or I was afraid that you would think that I asked my brother to borrow money at a low price."

"Then why don't you ask your parents for living expenses? A conflict?"

"amount……"

If Mu Yanzhu knew that he was just for the dignity of a sports car, would he laugh at him?

"That's it. My dad is training me. He said that now college students are financially independent, so let me try that feeling too. You know I want to face it, he said so, I can still Say no, let him look down on me, and I don’t have any prestige in front of my younger siblings."

"It turned out to be so."

Mu Yanzhu Zhenshou.

"It's okay, I'm raising you, sister has money!"

"forget it."

When it comes to this, Jiang Qingchi is a little scared.

"I'd better raise you, lest you have to dislike me and break up with me if I don't have money."

"Last time, it wasn't that I disliked you!"

Mu Yanzhu still somehow explained the reason to Jiang Qingchi.

Maybe it would be better for him to see her home situation with his own eyes than just lip service.

"Oh yes, ask you a question, does your brother have a girlfriend?" Whenever Mu Yanzhu escaped, he would change the subject.

Jiang Qingchi snorted, "Why do you want to step on two boats?"

"I just wanted to ask, what if the girlfriend your brother finds looks better than me?"

"Oh,"

The prince is very proud:

"So what? Anyway, the fact that he is my brother cannot be changed."

Hearing this, Mu Yanzhu smiled.

She was very moved and said to him sincerely: "Jianghe, thank you for the sense of security you have given me so far."

Jiang Qingchi's black eyes were like exploding a ball of fireworks. The fireworks were splendidly lifted into the sky, and finally turned into blue smoke, melting into the night, but the fragments that fell on the ground were still as dazzling as stars.

get out of class has ended.

Jiang Qingchi told Mu Yanzhu that he would leave later, and they would leave when everyone was gone.

Ten minutes passed. Seeing that there was no one in the classroom, Mu Yanzhu turned his head and said, "You have to do--"

The rest of the words were lost in his kiss.

She was not the only one who moved!

...

The next day there was an intramural basketball game in Jiangqingchi, but that class had to make up and couldn't make it through.

If it were an ordinary teacher's class, Mu Yanzhu would also run away.

It’s hard to die. The class guide personally makes up for the lesson. Other teachers don’t recognize your face, and the class guide can recognize your face. If you don’t go to class if you are caught by her, then the graduation certificate will be separated from you by the entire galaxy.

Ke Mu Yanzhu wanted to watch that basketball game!

I was in the school for the class group and spent money to find a younger brother to take pictures for her.

Don't dare to find a school girl, for fear that you have an extra rival!

The camera angle is very good, and each one is a high-definition big picture of Jiang Qingchi, and he even sent the video to Mu Yanzhu.

Mu Yanzhu: "How is the result of the competition now? Which side is leading?"

Younger brother: "Senior sister, don't worry, your boyfriend is very powerful. He just took a three-pointer and is in control of the situation."

Then Mu Yanzhu felt a little relieved.

Junior brother: "Intermission, he went to get his mobile phone."

Mu Yanzhu: "What are you doing with your phone?"

Junior brother: "I don't know, he seems to be sending a message to someone, laughing."

Laughing?

If she was crying, Mu Yanzhu wouldn't worry.

It's not right to laugh.

"Does he smile happily, happily, far-fetched, shyly, or sneer?"

Before the student could reply, Mu Yanzhu's phone vibrated several times.

It was all messages from Jiang Qingchi.

"Jiang Yan, it's a pity that you don't come to see me in the game."

"You don't even know how handsome your partner is today~ Saying it out scares you to death."

"The girl who cheered for me can get three in a row, but my master is strong, understand?"

Mu Yanzhu chuckled.

The teacher on the stage glanced at her, and Mu Yanzhu coughed and covered the table with his head.

Just then the student's message was also sent:

"Senior sister, forgive me for not being very good at Chinese. I am far-fetched and shy and sneer. I didn't realize it, but I feel he is very happy and happy. I am a boy who thinks you are very handsome."

Mu Yanzhu replied: "Thank you, I'll give you fifty dollars more!"

"No need, just take a few pictures, thirty is fine, if eighty you are too bad."

This schoolboy is a good one.

No advantage.

Mu Yanzhu buckled the phone upside down and finally listened intently.

Now, she really didn't worry about it, because she knew that someone was good, good from the inside out.

...

I don't know if it was because he was only wearing a vest when playing basketball, so he caught a cold, and then after the match that day, Jiang Qingchi had a fever.

Mu Yanzhu helped him to the school infirmary, took his temperature, 38 degrees!

After all, the conditions of the school infirmary are limited. Mu Yanzhu asked Jiang Qingchi: "Do I need to go to the hospital?"

"I don't want to go to the hospital... troublesome."

"But don't you have a basketball game tomorrow afternoon? What if you have a fever?"

"Or, let's find a hotel to stay in tonight, you take care of me all night, I should be fine."

Fearing that Mu Yanzhu would not agree, the prince coughed several times, and the heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys all coughed out.

Mu Yanzhu feels distressed but it is too late, how could she refuse, and found a good hotel out of her own pocket. Fortunately, she has no class tomorrow morning, so she doesn't have to worry about going back to school.

Ask the waiter to bring three quilts and cover Jiang Qingchi, and then Mu Yanzhu went to the kitchen to make soup.

She used to have a fever and didn't like going to the hospital. She didn't like the environment.

It is no exaggeration to say that just standing in front of the hospital will immediately feel cold hands and feet, heart numbness, like a person with deep sea phobia, dizzy and weak towards the vast sea.

Because her mother died in the hospital, that kind of powerlessness, she never wanted to go through the second time.

Mu Yanzhu knows a Chinese medicine doctor. He is more than 60 years old and looks like he is 40 years old. He is very healthy and he is very healthy.

According to the recipe she told her, Mu Yanzhu went to a nearby drugstore to buy black adzuki beans, mung beans, hawthorn, chicken gold and light tempeh, and boil them together in a pot for an hour.

Carrying the soup to the Jiang Qingchi room, he took the cut **** slices and stuck it on his belly button.

Jiang Qingchi only felt a chill in his belly button for a moment.

"What is this?"

"Ginger sticks to the belly button to remove the cold."

"real or fake?"

"I lied to you to jump into the river." Mu Yanzhu was serious.

Jiang Qingchi smiled, "Then you jump on me, come in my arms, cough cough cough,"

He was really ill, and he had to cough after a word. Mu Yanzhu held a bowl of medicine for him, then let him lie down to help him tuck the quilt.

"You won't leave, will you?" Jiang Qingchi's eyes were covered with mist.

Mu Yanzhu shook his head, "No, you can rest assured to sleep."

"But I'm afraid of infecting you. Every time my dad catches a cold, I don't let my mom approach him."

"It's okay, I have heavy antibodies in my body, and all that can infect me is a virus that is hard to beat."

"Aren't you stupid? It's not uncomfortable for you to carry it all by yourself for so many years." After saying this, Jiang Qingchi closed his eyes tiredly.

Mu Yanzhu did not say a word.

It's uncomfortable.

How can it be uncomfortable?

But besides carrying it by yourself, besides loving yourself, what else can you do these years?

When the parents are not there, only the grandmother, the aunt and the uncle are calculating themselves, can you be relieved if you die?

If she is not afraid of death, is she still afraid of living?

Mu Yanzhu went to the bathroom and dipped a hot towel, thinking about wiping Jiang Qingchi's face.

Coming out of the bathroom, Jiang Qingchi was already asleep.

Three thick quilts, covered tightly, only revealing one head.

The guy's forehead was sweating, and it should be hot. Mu Yanzhu put the towel aside, stretched out a hand and touched Jiang Qingchi's forehead. It didn't feel so hot.

Try the temperature of his neck and arms again, it's not that hot anymore.

He breathed a sigh of relief, took a towel to wipe the sweat from his face, and then sat on the edge of the bed, quietly guarding him.

In the TV series, when the heroine is asleep, the heroine looks affectionately at the hero's face, stretches out her hand to draw the outline of the hero's eyebrows, and then idiotically says, "This man is so handsome, it turns out to be my husband."

Mu Yanzhu didn't expect that this kind of scene would happen to her one day.

At this moment, looking at Jiang Qingchi's face for a moment, ah, really handsome, she felt that she would not be bored to see the wasteland and the land, the sea with the rocks, and the end of the world.

Jiang Qingchi's eyebrows are very long and brave, and when he frowns, he is a little lazy and a little scornful.

Jiang Qingchi's nasal bones were also very high. When illuminated by the light, there were no blemishes on the bridge of his nose, and no blackheads and pimples were visible.

His chin is also very nice, even with those thin, crimson lips, Mu Yanzhu has seen Yannian, and thinks Jiang Qingchi's mouth doesn't look like Yannian, it should look like his father.

The two perfect lips, from the shape of the lips to the edges, are indescribable.

Jiang Qingchi's hair is soft and smooth, with broken bangs on his forehead.

Mu Yanzhu suddenly wondered, do you want him to score?

Those handsome guys are getting middle points these days. Those handsome guys who are surly and handsome and can stand the test of middle points must be really handsome.

But let's wait until he gets better.

Soon the phone rang. It was hers. Grandma asked her if she could go back during the New Year's Day holiday.

Mu Yanzhu stood by the window and glanced at Jiang Qingchi on the bed.

"Furthermore, Grandma, I don't necessarily."

"If you girl comes back, call grandma, and grandma asks your uncle to pick you up."

"No need for grandma, I can just take the bus by myself."

I hung up the phone and sat down on the bed again, rubbing the bangs on Jiang Qingchi's forehead, don't go to either side.

"You elder master is delicate and expensive. If you want to go back with me during the holidays, I am afraid that you will dislike me... no home."

...

At seven o'clock the next morning, Jiang Qingchi woke up.

I slept, sweated all over, no fever, and refreshed.

The sun is shining outside and everything is so beautiful.

Then as soon as he lowered his head, he saw Mu Yanzhu lying next to him, asleep.

The prince was soft.

Touching her face, she moved gently, but it disturbed Mu Yanzhu.

The latter rubbed his eyes, "You are awake."

He stretched out his hand subconsciously and tested the temperature of his forehead.

Jiang Qingchi: "Don't even say, your method really works. I drank the soup you cooked and got a sweat. Today I feel that my throat doesn't hurt anymore, my head doesn't sink, and my nose is breathable!"

"Well, take the thermometer again. If the fever is no longer, I will cook a bowl of soup for you."

"Stop cooking, will you take care of me all night?"

"Last time I had dysmenorrhea, you also took care of me, but what happened to me taking care of you this time when you had a fever?"

Couples pay attention to each other, don’t they?

If only one party pays, this relationship will not last long.

"Silly girl."

Jiang Qingchi stretched out his arms, clasped Mu Yanzhu's arm sockets, and hugged her to the bed.

The three-bed quilt was too hot, and two beds were kicked off, only one covered her.

"Go to bed, you don't have class in the morning, right? I happen to have no class either."

After speaking, he lay down, hugged Mu Yanzhu's waist from behind, and rubbed her hair.

Before watching Jiang Beiyuan's words, Jiang Qingchi would secretly poke and say to Jiang San'er: "Look, Dad is a real dog."

San'er disagrees: "This is called affection."

Jiang Qingchi: "Fart, men have to be reserved and don't understand. Look at me, it's all those women who stick to me and rub me."

San'er: "You are awesome, I hope you don't have a dog in the future."

Ok.

It seems that nothing can be said too soon.

Mu Yanzhu: "I'd better cook a bowl of soup for you. I'm afraid you will have a fever again this afternoon and affect the game."

"No! I have a count."

"...I'll go cook it."

There are quite a few of this population, and the guarantee is usually the same as saying "Mom and Dad, I will be an astronaut when I grow up."

Jiang Qingchi sighed, "Can you get a good night's sleep? You see your dark circles are coming out."

Mu Yanzhu finally gave up.

Just being held by Jiang Qingchi, he was like a big fireball, his chest was hot, and he was stuck on her back like a big warm baby, sweating without moving.

"Would you like to let me go a bit?"

"What's wrong, despise me? Do I smell sweat or body odor?"

"No, you don't have anything, I'm afraid I have."

"Neither do you, you are very fragrant, sleeping."

"..."

Then there was a brief silence.

Jiang Qingchi's deep voice sounded in her ears: "Jiang Yan."

Mu Yanzhu's heart was tense with the sudden emotional tone.

"what happened?"