Young Master Zhan's Xueba Little Crazy Wife

After taking off his white coat, he is no longer a doctor for the time being.

Taking off the badge, he does not represent the identity of Hua people for the time being.

Zhan Shen's eyes fell on Jiang Ying coldly, and then...

Slowly picked up the scalpel, and carved four scars on Jiang Ying's other intact arm.

Kidnapping Su Qiao for three days made Su Qiao suffer for three days, one knife a day.

There is another one, it depends on his mood.

Four scars form the word "Chou".

It was Jiang Ying's revenge for kidnapping Su Qiao this time.

Seeing that he is a patient now, he can't care about it.

But this account will be settled one day!

And the wound didn't hurt the bones of the hand, and deliberately avoided the tendons, so it didn't hurt his life.

But the depth is extremely deep, with bone visible.

This life will leave scars forever.

Zhan Shen has no expression on his face, as if he just cut a carrot.

After all, he didn't beat Jiang Ying to death, which was already his greatest tolerance and tolerance.

In order not to affect Jiang Ying's recent recovery, he also wrapped his hands with gauze so that the wound was not exposed.

When Jiang Ying was pushed out of the temporary operating room, Jiang Ying seemed to be asleep, with a very peaceful face.

Seeing Zhan Shen coming out, Su Qiao walked to his side immediately.

"You should rest," she said.

After looking for her for so many days, and running around all the time, he was more tired than her.

Zhan Shen glanced at Jiang Si and Jiang Ying in the room. They slept together and everything had been taken care of.

He held Su Qiao's hand, "Okay!"

The two returned to the room.

This time, it was Su Qiao who prepared hot water and clean clothes for him.

Zhan Shen soaked in the hot water, watched her walking up and down, and frowned.

"Go back to bed. Don't forget, you're a mother."

"If I didn't do the blood test, I would be like an ordinary person, and I still don't know I'm pregnant."

After all, normal people will be checked after a month without menstruation.

For now, she is an ordinary, very normal girl.

She put all the hair dryer and nightgown beside the bathtub, looked at Zhan Shen and said:

"Wait for you to come out, let's rest together."

Zhan Shen's gaze fell on her, and then at her belly.

After tossing for so long, I don't know if something will happen.

Originally, he wanted him to save Jiang Si, but Su Qiao insisted on going in person.

She said: "When I save him once, I pay him back once, so I feel less guilty."

He couldn't beat her, so he could only take her there.

But after so many days, he no longer cares.

As long as she is still alive, everything else is unimportant.

Zhan Shen couldn't bear to let her wait too long, and when the coldness on his body dissipated, he got out of the water and wrapped himself in a white bathrobe.

Su Qiao took the initiative to pick up the hair dryer and dry his hair for him.

But she's not tall enough to stand on tiptoes with a hair dryer in hand.

Seeing this, Zhan Shen hugged her up, wrapped his powerful arms around her buttocks, and hugged her extremely high like a child.

Su Qiao's legs naturally clamped around his waist and sat on his arms.

Being dragged by him, the height is just right.

She smoothly held the hair dryer and blow-dried her hair deeply.

Zhan Shen just hugged her like that, walked from the bathroom to the bed, and sat down.

Su Qiao blows and blows, blows and blows... suddenly realizes...

In this life, she seemed to be blowing her hair deeply for Zhan for the first time.

One didn't pay attention, Zhan Shen's original seven-to-three haircut was completely blown back by her.

Some of the hair seemed to be raised up, standing straight up.

Su Qiao quickly turned off the hair dryer, "Then what... I seem to have... got into trouble..."

Zhan Shen placed his head on her neck and asked:

"Huh? What's wrong?"

The voice was low and soft, and he didn't care at all.

Su Qiao didn't know what to say, so she took a mirror and handed it to him.

Zhan Shen took a look and saw his hairstyle flying back.

The few strands of hair at the top of the hair stood up straight up.

He hooked his lips: "It's pretty."

"Ah?" Su Qiao sat up straight, staring into Zhan Shen's eyes:

"Honey, is there something wrong with your eyesight?"

"No."

Zhan Shen rubbed her hair, staring at her tenderly:

"As long as you blow it, I like it."

As long as she is still alive, no matter how she plays on him, it's fine.

In his voice, it was obviously doting.

Su Qiao...

Do you want to be so exaggerated?

Her little heart beat faster again.

Zhan Shen hugged her and fell on the bed.

He was sleeping on his side, with Su Qiao's head resting on his arm.

The other arm wrapped around her waist and pulled her into his arms.

The bodies of the two were almost tightly attached to each other.

Su Qiao raised her head to see Zhan Shen's three-dimensional and profound facial features.

It was obvious that strangers should not enter in appearance, cold and noble, but those eyes were gentle, like a pool of water, almost drowning her in it.

He just stared at her like that, his thin lips parted slightly:

"Ah Qiao, I miss you."

The voice was low and hoarse.

Su Qiao's heartbeat slowed down half a beat before it had time.

Before he could react, he saw his face gradually enlarged in front of his eyes.

The tips of the noses are pressed together.

On the lips, there is an icy and cool touch.

He kissed her little by little, from just tasting her to being affectionate...

Su Qiao's whole body softened, she slowly closed her eyes, and let him kiss her.

The bed is placed by the window.

Outside the huge tempered glass is the blue sea water and the rising sun.

The surface of the lake is sparkling and shiny, like an oil painting.

In another room.

Two beds are placed side by side.

The skin of the two people on the bed was snow-white to transparent, like vampires lying in an ice coffin.

Jiang Si slowly opened his eyes, familiarized himself with the surrounding environment, and then turned his head to see Jiang Ying.

Seeing Jiang Ying lying there, the ECG monitoring machine was operating normally.

The worry in his eyes disappeared into indifference.

But Jiang Ying was infusion, and the bottle was about to be empty.

Jiang Si got up, walked to the bed, and hung another bottle for him.

Only then did he notice that Jiang Ying's arms and legs were wrapped in thick gauze, almost like a mummy.

Don't think about it, those legs and that hand, I'm afraid...

Jiang Ying, who was lying on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes.

The moment he opened his eyes, he saw a figure standing beside his bed under the shroud of morning glow, changing the bottle for him.

His eyes darkened, and after seeing that face clearly, his thin lips hooked slightly:

"Xiao Si, the last time you stood by my hospital bed was when you were five years old."

At that time, he had a full-body skin replacement operation, even though it was very painful, even if he was only a few years old.

But he knew that the entire Jiang family needed him to carry it up and take revenge.

He endured all the pain, but the little Jiang Si came to his bedside.

He said: "Brother, it doesn't hurt, Xiao Si will always be with you."

He thought they would be like that forever, but then his condition got worse and he had to send him away.

Later, more and more things happened, and his contact with Jiang Si became less and less.

After meeting Su Qiao, Jiang Si became more and more rebellious.

He never expected that in this life, he would see such a scene...

There was no emotion on Jiang Si's indifferent face.

He walked back to his bed and sat down, just sitting there, with a dignified expression.

He thought it was time to have a good talk with Jiang Ying.

Talk about his legs, and his hands.

Let's talk about it later.