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Seeing the servant seriously instructing Qiao Chongjing how to use sanitary tools, Pei Yunqing always felt a strange sense of separation.

Imagine Qiao Chongjing wearing cleaning clothes and holding a mop or rag. It's really... unimaginable. After all, Qiao Chongjing never took the initiative to share housework at home before.

But at this moment, Qiao Chongjing looked like he was earnestly asking for advice and studying hard.

Amelia was already sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper, and there was a pot of brewed black tea in front of her, looking very comfortable.

Pei Yunqing always felt that he should say something, but he couldn't figure out Amelia's intentions, and didn't know how to speak, so he could only sit coyly on the sofa next to Amelia.

Amelia seemed to have noticed Pei Yunqing's hesitation, put down the newspaper, and asked, "What's the matter, dear? Do you have something to say to me?"

Pei Yunqing also failed to organize her words, hesitated and said, "Ah...? No, no."

"Oh, okay." Amelia didn't seem to care much, took a sip of black tea, and picked up the newspaper again.

The newspaper blocked most of Amelia's face, which made Pei Yunqing's nervousness disappear a lot.

After hesitating for a while, Pei Yunqing still took the initiative to say: "Mom, last night..."

Unexpectedly, Amelia suddenly put down the newspaper and stood up, "It suddenly occurred to me that my flowers haven't been watered yet."

"...Mom." Pei Yunqing also stood up and called out in a low voice.

Amelia sighed almost invisible, turned around, patted Pei Yunqing's shoulder lightly, and looked into Pei Yunqing's eyes, "I know, dear, but when you think it through, we'll talk about it later." , okay?"

she knows?what do you know?Do you know what happened last night, or what you want to say?

In Amelia's eyes, Pei Yunqing clearly saw herself nervous and hesitant.

Amelia turned around and left. Pei Yunqing felt that what she said made sense. The current self really didn't think clearly about what he wanted to say, nor did he have the courage.

But I obviously didn't have anything to do with Qiao Chongjing, so why do I always feel guilty in front of Amelia?

Pei Yunqing shook her head in distress. After all, Lin Junqing was her child, and she had already taken advantage of others, so she couldn't be too selfish.

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Qiao Chongjing really cleaned up the house very seriously, from the morning after dinner to dinner time, and it didn't even finish, because the house was so big.

The servants may have accepted Amelia's instruction, and no one stepped forward to help, but they will patiently answer Qiao Chongjing's questions.

Although the house was cleaned regularly and was already very clean, Qiao Chongjing still didn't dare to slack off. He tried his best to take care of all the details of the places he cleaned.

Amelia stayed in the room almost all day, but Pei Yunqing's intuition told him that Amelia should know Qiao Chongjing's performance today, but she didn't know the reason for her doing so.

Although it was Qiao Chongjing's initiative to clean the house, she actually asked Qiao Chongjing to do it.

Theoretically, with Amelia's self-cultivation, it is impossible to accept such an unreasonable request from a guest.

Unless, she no longer regards Qiao Chongjing as a guest.

So what exactly does she mean?

Pei Yunqing couldn't figure out what Amelia was thinking, and couldn't take the initiative to ask, and couldn't help Qiao Chongjing with the housework, so he was at a loss.

After dinner, Amelia took the initiative to talk to Qiao Chongjing, "Joe, you worked hard today."

"It's not hard, it's not hard." Qiao Chongjing quickly replied: "This is what I should do. I took the liberty to disturb you last night. It was my fault first."

Amelia showed an appreciative expression, "I think you're tired today, or you'll have a good night's rest and continue tomorrow. Today you robbed the servants of their work, and they have nothing to do, so they can only take care of you." The guest room has been tidied up, it should satisfy you."

Qiao Chongjing also showed surprise when he heard the words. He thought that what Amelia did today was to make him retreat, but Amelia took the initiative to stay with him?

Although Monk Zhang Er was puzzled, Qiao Chongjing still agreed, "Thank you."

Amelia nodded and returned to the room, leaving Pei Yunqing and Qiao Chongjing looking at each other.

"That..." The two said at the same time.

Qiao Chongjing was taken aback, "You speak first."

Pei Yun cleared her throat, and said awkwardly: "Is your hand okay? You haven't changed your medicine all day."

"Oh, this." Qiao Chongjing looked down at the hand with the ointment on it, "It should be fine."

"Come up and change the medicine." Pei Yunqing got up to prepare the room, and Qiao Chongjing hurriedly followed.

Pei Yunqing took the medicine, turned around and left.

Qiao Chongjing asked suspiciously, "Where are you going?"

Pei Yunqing glanced back at Qiao Chongjing, and replied, "Guest room."

"Oh..." Qiao Chongjing followed Pei Yunqing back to the guest room.

Pei Yunqing grabbed Qiao Chongjing's hand, and carefully tore off the ointment that was applied in the morning.

Because the sticking time is too long, the glue and meat on the edge are inseparable, leaving a few white glue marks, and the blood stasis on the hands seems to be more beautiful than the sticky skin because of the constant water and dust all day long. It was much more scary in the morning. Not only was it swollen a bit, but there was even some secretions suspected to be caused by infection on the edge.

Seemingly seeing that it was difficult for Pei Yunqing to make a move, Qiao Chongjing withdrew his hand and comforted: "It's okay, put the medicine down, I'll do it myself."

Pei Yunqing stopped talking for a while, and finally put down the medicine, "You... Take care of it and change the medicine on time."

Qiao Chong nodded, "Go back and rest, I'll do it myself."

Pei Yunqing still seemed uneasy, but in the end he went out and closed the door. After returning to the room, he sent a message to Qiao Chongjing.

Xiaolin Xiaolin is cute and clever: [09:30 tomorrow morning. 】

Xiao Qiao, Xiao Qiao, don't underestimate her: [Ah?What? 】

Xiaolin Xiaolin is cute and clever: [Psychiatrist. 】

Xiao Qiao, Xiao Qiao, don't underestimate her: 【However, I have to do hygiene tomorrow...】

Xiaolin Xiaolin is cute and clever: [? ? ? 】

Xiaolin Xiaolin is cute and clever: 【Do you want to do it another day? 】

Xiaolin Xiaolin is cute and clever: [Whatever you want, if you like to do it, do it when you come back. 】

Xiao Qiao, Xiao Qiao, don't underestimate her: [Okay. 】

Xiaolin Xiaolin is cute and clever: […]

Xiaolin Xiaolin is cute and clever: [Goodbye! 】

Pei Yunqing put down the phone speechlessly, and couldn't help but suspect that Qiao Chongjing's brain had left some incurable sequelae.

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The next day, Pei Yunqing got up early in the morning, but until Pei Yunqing and Qiao Chongjing went out, Amelia did not appear at the dining table. Pei Yunqing couldn't help but suspect that she knew that she would take Qiao Chongjing to "sneak away" early in the morning. ".

Dr. Gu Li's clinic is also far away from the urban area, but fortunately there is not much traffic on weekend mornings, so the two arrived at Gu Li's private psychological clinic on time.

However, although it is a private clinic, it is no less than a public hospital in scale from the outside of the building, and it looks inexplicably convincing.

According to the floor and office number that Gu Li sent in the chat record before, Pei Yunqing found the destination.

The office at the door had the words "Chief Doctor Gu Li" written on a gilded nameplate. It seemed that Gu Li's status in this hospital was indeed very high.

Pei Yunqing knocked on the door politely, "Doctor Gu, are you there? I'm Lin Junqing."

A young but serious voice came from inside, "Please come in."

Qiao Chongjing wanted to follow in, but was stopped by Pei Yunqing, "You wait outside."

"Okay." Qiao Chongjing drooped his face, like a frustrated puppy.

"Please sit down." Doctor Gu Li said.

Pei Yunqing sat in front of Dr. Gu Li, and then began to observe him carefully.

What shocked Pei Yunqing was that Gu Li looked very young, in his early thirties, yet he became a chief physician, and he was also a good friend of his father?

Maybe Pei Yunqing's surprised expression was too obvious, Gu Li smiled gently, "What? Did I wear my clothes backwards today or did I get something on my face?"

With Gu Li's smile, the fine lines around his eyes somewhat showed his age, but it also added a different sense of maturity.

"Sorry." Pei Yunqing apologized: "Because you are not what I imagined, so you are a bit abrupt."

"Really?" Gu Li asked curiously, "What should I imagine me to be like?"

"Eh..." Pei Yunqing described: "Maybe, the one with white hair, wearing heavy reading glasses, a bit older, with thinning hair, looks very authoritative, and probably speaks substandardly." Putonghua..." Looking at the corners of Gu Li's grinning mouth, Pei Yunqing couldn't continue, "I'm sorry, am I prejudiced?"

"It's okay, many people think so." Gu Li didn't mind at all, "Actually, I'm 43, and I'm indeed a bit older."

"Really?" Pei Yunqing said incredulously, "You look so young, I thought you were only in your early thirties just now."

"Thank you, your words can bring me a good mood for the day." Gu Li smiled.

Pei Yunqing felt that the whole person was very relaxed, and had a great conversation with Gu Li, and almost an hour passed before he knew it.

Pei Yunqing was surprised when she saw the time unintentionally, "I'm sorry, did I waste your time? I haven't gotten to the point for so long."

Gu Li didn't seem surprised at all, "No, this is also part of our diagnosis. You can communicate with people normally, and your thinking logic is normal."

It was the first time a doctor described it like this, and Pei Yunqing didn't know how to respond, so he could only say, "Thank you...thank you?"

"Haha, since you made such a request, do I have to satisfy you and talk about diagnostic topics that you think are serious?" Gu Li asked.

"For example?" Pei Yunqing was also curious.

"Do you usually like to read fairy tales?" Gu Li asked.

"I don't read much now, but I read a lot when I was a child, most of which were borrowed from the school library in middle school." Pei Yunqing thought for a while and answered truthfully.

"So, are you familiar with the mermaid story?" Gu Li asked.