Shenhao: I'm really a big villain

Zhou Zeqing sat on the stool by the bed without saying a word, frowning.

She wants to be angry, get angry!

He felt that Qin Lang's concealment of his injury was an expression of treating her as an outsider.

But when he saw his pitiful appearance covered in bandages, the position of his heart, for some reason, suddenly began to throb and throb.

All the unhappiness and annoyance changed when they reached the mouth, as if exhorting, "Does it still hurt?"

Qin Lang shook his head indifferently, "It doesn't hurt anymore, it's just a trivial matter."

Zhou Zeqing's eyes were full of resentment, "It's all hurt like this, and you still say it's a small matter, so in your heart, what is the big thing?"

Qin Lang grimaced, "Then you can't be involved because of my affairs, can you?

Besides, you are so busy at work every day, and your own life is very tight, and you still have to waste time on me, isn't it worth it? "

Facing Zhou Zeqing's unconcealed resentment, Qin Lang could only express it in disguise, don't get me wrong!

I didn't notify you, not because I didn't treat you as my own, but because I was afraid that you would waste time.

It's all for your sake~

"There are priorities. You can put your work aside and find someone to take over the class. Are you short of someone to take care of you?" Zhou Zeqing retorted unhappily, and at the same time murmured in her heart.

Who said she didn't want to waste time?

It also depends on who is wasting time on, okay?

"Your bodyguard is a big man. It's not serious. If you cause another injury or something, it won't be good." Zhou Zeqing thought for a while and said seriously, "In terms of taking care of people, I still have to take care of you." Some experience.

Well, I will stay here for the next period of time, taking care of you for the time being. "

"Ah, this...isn't that good?"

Qin Lang was a little flustered, but on the surface he calmly declined, "Are you worried about Junzi and nurse?"

If it was normal, Zhou Zeqing proposed to stay, and he would have liked to raise his hands in favor.

But now?

Something is wrong!

It's really not because he was thinking wildly, but because of Qiu Jiu'er's haughty look before he left just now, if the two met together, he couldn't imagine what would happen.

One is the head of Rose Hall, who is not afraid of heaven and earth.

One is a beautiful professor, an intellectual, absolutely not afraid of any evil forces.

Just... right?

Coincidentally, it's these two?

"Do you think it will be in the way if I stay here, or is it inconvenient?" Zhou Zeqing was troubled, and her beautiful eyes stared quietly at Qin Lang's.

Unlike ordinary little girls, Zhou Zeqing has her own life principles, and when she gets serious, she cannot ignore them.

How Qin Lang answers depends on what choice Zhou Zeqing will make in his heart.

You can't refuse so simply, and you can't follow blindly.

After thinking about it again and again, Qin Lang's cheeks turned a little red. Zhou Zeqing noticed the abnormality and said nervously, "What's wrong? What's wrong? I'll call the doctor!"

Qin Lang shook his head, his face full of bitterness, "It's not because I don't feel well, but because I want to go to the toilet.

Zeqing, go and call Junzi over, some things are not convenient for you. "

The atmosphere in the box became solidified.

Zhou Zeqing got up and walked slowly towards the outside of the ward. Qin Lang who was behind was lying on the bed watching, and couldn't help giving himself a thumbs up in his heart.

As expected, he is so witty!

Since I can't refuse, let Zhou Zeqing voluntarily give up.

With his injuries, he can't take care of himself for three meals and daily life, so going to the toilet must be troublesome.

It's not a lie, but why is Zhou Zeqing different from him?

Just when Qin Lang thought that Zhou Zeqing would voluntarily give up, an accident happened.

Zhou Zeqing walked out of the ward, but she didn't mean to call Junzi, instead she closed the door of the ward, then walked to the bed and took out a urinal from under the bed.

"Fuck..."

When Qin Lang saw this scene, he couldn't help but swear in his heart.

5 minutes later……

After going back and forth, Zhou Zeqing put the washed urinal under the hospital bed, and at the same time heated a hot towel in the toilet, sat by the bed, and carefully helped Qin Lang wipe his palms.

Under the seemingly calm and beautiful face, the shyness in the depths of the eyes cannot escape Qin Lang's eyes.

"Is it necessary? Is it necessary?"

Qin Lang questioned in his heart.

Since it would be embarrassing, wouldn't it be okay to find another person?

I promised you to stay still?

Is it necessary to make a hissing sound when carrying the urinal?

Who is the connotation? !

"A few years ago, I also took care of my grandma in the ward."

Zhou Zeqing murmured in remembrance, a warm look appeared on his beautiful face, after wiping Qin Lang's hands clean, he put the towel on the shelf beside him, and said with a chuckle, "It's also a coincidence, it was grandma who lived here at the beginning. In the hospital, when I take care of her every day, on the way back and forth, I can see the big tree outside.

After coming and going, the impression left is particularly deep, otherwise I would really be fooled by you. "

"Maybe, this is fate?" Qin Lang whispered, turned his head to look at the big sycamore tree outside the window, always felt that the area covered by this tree was a bit large, and it blocked a lot of sunlight in the room.

Keeping it is also a disaster, why not cut it off?

Zhou Zeqing didn't know what was going on in Qin Lang's mind, but only thought that the word "fate" was the most appropriate.

She clasped her hands together, surrounded Qin Lang's palms, and whispered softly, "The word fate, I thought it was just a kind of psychological and emotional sustenance of the ancients, and it can't be true.

It wasn't until I met you that I realized that some things really cannot be explained with common sense.

Every time I encounter difficulties, you are always the first to appear. If it weren't for you, I'm afraid I would have become a drowned body in the artificial lake by now. "

Before Qin Lang could respond, a series of footsteps sounded outside the ward.

Qiu Jiu'er came in with a sand bowl in his hand, looked around with her beautiful eyes, and immediately locked Zhou Zeqing's hands holding Qin Lang.

All of a sudden, it was as if a jar of vinegar had been knocked over in the room. Qiu Jiu'er said sourly, "Acquaintance? You've only been here for half an hour, and you've locked your hands?"

"It's quite familiar." Zhou Zeqing raised his head and replied, holding Qin Lang's hands without any intention of letting go.

The two women looked at each other and their eyes met.

From plain, as Zhou Zeqing held Qin Lang's hands tighter and tighter, his eyes became serious, even hostile.

Just the second time they met, there was already an arc, and they collided at the midpoint of the line of sight, making a squeak.

pedal!pedal!pedal!

Qiu Jiu'er looked away, stepped on her high heels, and made a crisp sound when they touched the floor.

She held her head high, like a queen, deliberately showing her cold and arrogant posture.

Walking to the other side of the hospital bed, sat down, handed a deep red sand bowl to Qin Lang's mouth, and said with a half-smile, "Lang, it's time to drink the soup~"

Qin Lang pursed his mouth, switched his perspective between Qiu Jiuer and the sand bowl, and subconsciously swallowed his saliva.

It doesn't matter whether Qiu Jiu'er is serious or not!

The key is this soup, is it serious? !