Counterattack life dressed as a brother

When Jun Qihao heard Ou Moran's words, he involuntarily let go of his hand.He took two steps back gently, his brows full of confusion.

Ou Moran ignored him, but looked at him quietly. After a while, seeing that Jun Qihao hadn't replied yet, he pulled his collar, made him lower his head, pinched his chin, and kissed him. stopped him.

Feeling the softness of his mouth, Jun Qihao's eyes widened, his heart beat faster, just when he was instinctively preparing to deepen, Ou Moran pushed him away.

Jun Qihao stood still, staring blankly at the little scholar, and involuntarily stroked his lips lightly.

Little scholar, what does this mean? Could it be... Does the little scholar like me?I'll just say it!As handsome and smart as I am, how could the little scholar hate me.

But... we are both men, but what if we are men?Is he really willing to let go of the little scholar and let him marry a wife and have children?

As soon as he thought of the picture of the little scholar sharing family happiness, he wanted to kill violently.

He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he turned into the fifth son with a stern face, "Little scholar kissed me, you have to be responsible for me."

Ou Mo gave him a white look, and said in a calm tone: "Then you have more people to be responsible for?"

Jun Qihao said with a guilty conscience: "Isn't it because I haven't met the little scholar before? Besides, this is the first time I've been kissed by someone. No matter what happens, the little scholar must be responsible for me."

Ou Moran smiled without saying a word, and looked at him coldly, as if the person who kissed him just now was not him.

He has long been familiar with the little scholar's habit of turning cold when he is shy, Jun Qihao approached him without any pressure, ignored the coldness in his eyes, and kissed him on the cheek.

Ou Moran wiped the drool off his face, with a look of disgust, but the look in his eyes was amazingly bright.Thinking of Zhang Jingyang outside the door, he quickly said to the smirking human beside him: "Go to Jingyang and call here."

Hearing this, Jun Qihao, who was still giggling, immediately restrained his smile, "Little scholar, I don't like him, he doesn't look like a serious man at first glance, when we go to Beijing, we'll find a good one." Look at the doctor, what does a brother from a mountain village know?"

He absolutely does not admit that he is jealous, obviously his little scholar used to not let any brother get close to him, but now that he came here, he actually got so close to a brother, if he knew earlier, he would definitely put down the work in hand , come with his little scholar.

Ou Moran glanced at him mockingly, "You think you are a child, I tell you to be more respectful when speaking to him in the future, don't take your identity and airs, I will have to rely on him to stand up on my leg in the future, And your life, are there not enough famous doctors in the capital? If it wasn't for him, how could you talk to me like this?"

Jun Qihao at the back didn't care, but Ou Moran said: I will have to rely on this leg to stand up in the future.Instead, his eyes were filled with bewilderment, and he said pleasantly: "Little scholar, your leg can be cured in the future."

"Well, although the time is uncertain, he has the ability to cure me."

Hearing this, Jun Qihao's eyes were filled with joy.If the little scholar in his family can stand up, he can take part in the imperial examination in the future, and his little scholar's wish can be realized.

Seeing Jun Qihao's appearance, Ou Moran couldn't help but smile, so that he wouldn't become a burden again.

After Zhang Jingyang was called in, he saw that the atmosphere of the two people in the room was a little sweet. He looked around the two people and found that there were no traces.I couldn't help thinking to myself: After such a long time, I thought I was a little tired anyway, who knows, I just need to explain to each other.

Zhang Jingyang didn't know that just now, they confirmed each other's thoughts, and they didn't even make it clear.If he knew, he must have ridiculed Jun Qihao.

"Take off your clothes, expose your upper body, and sit on the bed."

Hearing Zhang Jingyang's words, Jun Qihao couldn't help but change his expression. It was the first time he saw such a bold brother, even a doctor, but it was the first time he saw such a bold and blatant word.

Seeing Jun Qihao stunned, Zhang Jingyang sneered: "A big man will take off his clothes if he asks him to take off his clothes. How can he act like a woman? It's what men are afraid of."

"Ahem." Ou Moran, who was sitting aside, couldn't help coughing twice.When Jun Qihao heard this, he looked over worriedly.

Ou Moran's expression changed slightly and he said: "Jingyang, although you are a doctor, you are still a brother in the eyes of others, you can speak more gently."

Jun Qihao also whispered to the side: "What's the difference between a brother and a woman..."

Zhang Jingyang clenched his fists, his face darkened instantly, "What did you just say?" What's the difference with a woman!If Zhang Jingyang didn't want to bully the patient, he would definitely give him two punches.Then tell him the difference is big.

Just as Jun Qihao was about to reply, Ou Moran at the side saw that something was wrong, he quickly said, "Qihao, quickly take off your clothes and let Jingyang heal."

Hearing that the little scholar opened his mouth, Jun Qihao glanced at Zhang Jingyang, sat on the bed, put down the curtain, and then began to take off his clothes. lifted the curtain.

"I haven't finished taking it off yet, who allowed you to take it off."

"You have to watch it sooner or later, so hurry up."

"You..." Jun Qihao gritted his teeth, and untied the top underwear. After finishing it, Zhang Jingyang took out a box of silver needles and stuck them in several acupuncture points on him, instantly immobilizing him.

This time Zhang Jingyang still didn't use anesthetics. Looking at the wound that had grown up, he took off the thread mercilessly.

"Ah... hiss..." Jun Qihao clenched his teeth, trying hard not to cry out.

Hearing Jun Qihao's painful voice, Ou Moran shook the hand holding the teacup lightly. He didn't know if the water was too full, or because of too much movement, the tea in it spilled on him.

He slowly closed his eyes, deliberately not letting himself see or listen, but couldn't help but pay attention to Jun Qihao's movements.

"Does it hurt so much? It's so loud." Having said that, Zhang Jingyang didn't relax his hands a bit, but he couldn't help admiring him in his eyes.

He knows how painful it is to suture and remove stitches without using anesthesia. The stitches are removed, but his silver needles are deliberately placed on the acupoints that amplify dysmenorrhea. , What a hero.

It's a pity that I provoked him, and dared to say that he is no different from a woman!Then let him know if there is any difference between him and a woman, so Zhang Jingyang smiled even brighter.