Master’s a Byoukidere and Needs Pampering!

"You don't need to move the bed, you sleep with me." He looked at her with a pair of peachy eyes that seemed drunk but not drunk.

Well, he was seducing her.

Zhou Xufang stood straight: "I will help Ah Wan move the bed."

Jiang Zhi: "..."

Don't be confused, his little girl.

Zhou Xufang went out of the ward and went to help Ah Wan move the bed. Of course Ah Wan was very happy. She felt that Miss Zhou who applied the film was a kind and amiable person.

Ah Wan couldn't help but confessed to her: "Miss Zhou."

Zhou Xufang: "Huh?"

Ah Wan usually doesn't have many colleagues, and she has followed her employer all day long, and she has no friends. She finally meets a close person, so she wants to make trouble with her: "Don't you think my boss has a bad temper?"

Zhou Xufang walked along the wall and lowered his head: "Jianzhi has a good temper."

Ah Wan accumulated a lot of grievances on weekdays, and didn't vomit unhappy: "He is still very turbulent."

Zhou Xufang: "No, he is fine."

Ah Wan felt that Ms. Zhou, who was pasting the film, was still too kind and didn’t know the sinister heart of the people, so he felt it necessary to call: "Then you don’t know, he is treacherous, and it’s not enough to do bad things by himself. He even encouraged three Lord—"

Zhou Xufang looked up: "Mr. Lin."

Ah Wan was called stupid by the ‘Mr. Lin’ who was outside.

The little girl who has stopped now has a very serious expression on her face, and, with a lot of anger, even, she who has never made eye contact with outsiders actually stares at people: "You can blame this again. Jiang Zhi, I'm not polite to you."

Mr. Lin: "..."

Was Ms. Zhou who applied the film lowered by her employer?

Ah Wan didn't give up and whispered, "I didn't blame it..."

Zhou Xufang was already very angry, and walked forward alone, not wanting to care about him!

At night, the hospital was very quiet, and someone on the other side of the corner was talking on the phone, across the aisle, and I heard clearly.

The man was wearing a checkered hospital gown, holding a mobile phone in one hand and pushing the infusion stand in the other. He burned a tip of tin foil, probably because of hospitalization and lack of care.

Who else could it be, Ming Yang Hua who was scared by a female ghost and was hospitalized.

At this moment, Ming Six Young Master was cursing on the phone: "You **** bullshit!"

The thing is like this.

He was frightened and was hospitalized. I don't know which Hupengou friend stabbed him out. The other Hupengou friends laughed at him and said he was counseling.

In order to prove that he didn't persuade him, he told the friends of the friends and foxes about the adventures at the beach last night.

Hupengouyou didn't believe it.

Oh shit! Ming Yanghua is a little bit irritable: "How many times do I want to say that it is a female ghost, a female ghost!"

Hupengouyou still didn't believe it, saying that he was blind.

"Can I see it with my own eyes? Or a red-eyed female water ghost."

Hupengouyou asked him what a female ghost looks like? Isn't it a very beautiful ghost?

What does it look like? Ming Yanghua recalled: "A black tuft, only eyes, no face."

Having said that, when he reached the corner, he turned around and saw a dark tuft. Fortunately, he had a face, a beautiful and cold face, and a sense of high-level world-weariness.

It is his favorite.

He snapped off the phone, he grabbed a handful of hair, grabbed a heart-shaped bangs out a few times, and had to push the infusion stand with one hand, so he could only hold a pocket with one hand, oh, the hospital gown didn’t have a pocket, he made a gesture. , Anyway, the action is handsome, not like a little gangster, like a little gangster's head.

The little hooligan said angrily: "Girl, give it to WeChat."

The second time.

The last time it was in Zhuyuan, Fushengju, she went to deliver the food, and the apprentice also asked her for WeChat.

Zhou Xufang didn't want to care about this kind of hooligan, and bypassed him.

Mingyang Flower Game Flower Cong has several years of experience. The number of stages and the face are not ordinary attainments, so he turned his head to catch up: "I think you are familiar with it. It is probably due to me. Add a WeChat account."

look familiar?

I have seen it several times.

The little hooligan obviously didn't remember her.

Zhou Xufang was indifferent: "I don't use WeChat."

and also--

She turned her head and said, "I am a female ghost." She covered her face with one hand, and showed a pair of eyes, "It's dark, with only eyes and no face."

"..."

This girl is hot enough.

Not to mention, she also wears black. These little eyes can bluff people. Ming Yanghua looks more and more pleasing to her eyes: "That pretty little girl, give me a call."

Zhou·Little Girl·Xu Fang ridiculed with a serious expression: "No phone in the underworld."

Love field veteran Ming Yanghua: "..."

This is simply the waterloo in the history of his sister-in-law. If it fails, he has to find the place and is about to continue—

Behind him, he suddenly said, "Ming Xiaohua."

Ming Lao Liu hates others for calling him Xiaohua.

"Call me again, Xiaohua--" He turned his head, and when he saw someone, he blocked his throat when he sweared, and his momentum sank a thousand miles, as if the little gangster saw the little gangster's big head, "Jianzhi...Brother." He held back for a few seconds. , Still added a'brother'.

The Jiang family and Ming family are not indifferent.

There are elder brothers everywhere in the imperial capital, but they are also divided into different classes. This is the lesser, the other is called the same, but Jiang Zhi is a nobleman of the three, six and nine.

He was also wearing the hospital gown, and he was wearing a black coat that was knee-length in length. He looked handsome and sick. He walked slowly and slowly. His eyes were charming and peachy eyes, but this was what seemed drunk but not drunk. In the obscurity, there is a wild energy that is intriguing.

The point is that this face is too beautiful.

As he approached, Jiang Zhi raised his hand and pointed at the'little girl ghost': "Do you know who she is?"

Ming Yanghua didn't have much contact with Jiang Zhi on weekdays, but, somehow, he was a little dazed, and shook his head with a blank expression.

I saw Jiang Zhi walk up to the "Little Girl Ghost" and looked at him with his chin: "It's the girl I'm chasing."

Mingyanghua: "..."

This ostentatious, proud, and warning tone.

He suspected that he was listening: "You are not, you are not—"

Jiang Zhi answered slowly: "gay?"

Ming Yanghua did not have much contact with Jiang Zhi, but there was a sister in his family who crazily coveted Jiang Zhi Mei Se. Thanks to that guy, he knew a lot about Jiang Zhi.

For example, he came out at the age of 18.

For example, he hates women very much.

Jiang Zhi smiled, ecstatically: "How powerful is she, she actually straightened me."

Mingyanghua: "..."

His sister always said that she couldn't get Jiang Zhi, just because God was not beautiful, she gave birth to a daughter, now it seems that she is all farting!

This little girl ghost will be soaked.

No, she doesn't even need to soak, just look at Jiang Zhi's eyes to know, that kind of like, if others look at it more, he will be like a wolf cub with an explosive head, wishing to grab a piece of your meat.

"Do you want her WeChat?"

Mingyanghua: "No more."

Jiang Zhi took a step forward, tall, and hid his little girl tightly at that station: "Where is the phone?"

Mingyanghua shook her head vigorously.

Jiang Zhi was satisfied, then turned his head and handed a slender jade hand in the air: "Fangbao, help me."

Fangbao...

Ah Wan was sour.

Zhou Xufang: "Oh."

She held Jiang Zhi's hand.

Jiang Zhi let the hand that was on the back of her hand rest on her shoulders. The weight didn't really press on her, but he was very close to her and threw Mingyanghua behind. He took his girl. go away.

"Are you wearing a mask?"

Zhou Xufang took out a black mask from his pocket: "Take it."

He took the mask and put it on her: "You will wear a mask when you go out in the future." He had a valid reason, and said quite rightly, "It's too cold in the imperial capital."

The province is worried about!

Ah Wan: "..." The weather is strange.

Zhou Xufang didn't think much: "Okay."

Jiang Zhi turned his head, and sure enough, the stinky guy from the Ming family was still staring at him. He took a cold look, then stunned the person with his eyes, and then buckled his girl's hat.

"Hat, too."

Zhou Xufang said again.

Jiang Zhi looked at it, no, it was too cute.

"Don't wear a hat anymore." Wearing a hat is cute, and she is too beautiful if she doesn't wear it. Her head is beautiful. The more Eori thinks about it, the more insecure, and the tone is serious, "You don't have to go out, you Go out less."

Zhou Xufang did not immediately agree this time, he hesitated: "But I want to work."

"Then you wear your helmet that only exposes your eyes and go out." Jiang Zhi thought about another reason, "The imperial capital always likes to get ice particles in the bad weather."

Ah Wan: "..." I blame the weather again.

Zhou Xufang thought of being smashed in the face by Bingzi several times before, and felt that Jiang Zhi made a lot of sense, and she agreed: "You are too right!"

It's so deceptive, you have to keep an eye on it.

Jiang Zhi pressed his chest and coughed a few times: "The place where I punctured is a little bit painful, you help me back to the ward."

When Zhou Xufang heard that he was uncomfortable, he put his hand on his shoulder, turned his head and said, "Mr. Lin, you go to move the bed by yourself, I will help Jiang Zhi go back first."

Ah Wan: "..." I was angry, and called him Mr. Lin.

Take a look! Take a look!

Why did he falsely blame Lai Jiangzhi, and Jiangzhi is not treacherous and mean? I was stingy and jealous, and rightly blamed the weather in the capital!

Ah Wan scolded in her heart while moving the bed.

Zhou Xufang helped Jiang Zhi to go to the VIP ward. He wanted to go faster, but he was afraid of bumping him.

"Do you hurt?"

"Yeah." He coughed, faint and delicate.

Zhou Xufang was worried that he would faint on the road: "Let me hug you."

"..."

It’s fine if you feel distressed. How could he be a big man to hold a girl he likes.

Jiang Zhi: "No."

Zhou Xufang: "I am strong."

"Nor." He let go and held her instead, "No matter how strong you are, you are still a girl."

Zhou Xufang didn't understand.

She can carry thousands of catties.

The girl didn’t know who raised it or how she raised it. She was clearly aware of everything, and she was very guarded. The wind, frost, loneliness and coldness in her eyes looked like suffering, but she was taught to be as clean as a piece of white paper. If she is willing to show her eyes to you, she can see through with just one glance.

Jiang Zhi stopped, looked at her, and said to her, "It's okay if no one feels bad. If someone feels bad, you can be a little squeamish."

Zhou Xufang didn't understand Jiang Zhi's words very well.

"Don't understand?"

She nodded.

No one taught her how to be a human, let alone how to be a girl, but someone taught her how to maximize the energy in the body.

Jiang Zhi bent down and taught her patiently and tenderly, saying: "You are hurt by some people, and some people will be reluctant to bear you, so you should love yourself a little bit more, don't just think about others."

Zhou Xufang was stunned.

She grew up so, and it was the first time she heard such nice words. In her monotonous and simple memory, no one had ever told her, and she was also distressed.

Her eyes are red.

Jiang Zhi saw that she was so moved that she was about to cry, and wanted to kiss her. The atmosphere was right, and suddenly--

In the ward at the front, there were noisy people.

"Get out of here!"

It's a male duck voice, it should be a teenager who is still changing his voice.

The boy was very manic, and the ward was smashed: "I'm going to die, cure anything! Go out, I don't want to see you!"

The woman's voice was anxious, crying: "Yeye--"

"Go away!"

While roaring, the teenager in the tumor ward pushed the nurse away, touched a handful of vials and threw it out vigorously, with a bang, and the fragments suddenly splashed.

Zhou Xufang's first reaction was to turn around and raise his hand to block Jiang Zhi firmly.

The fragments of the vial ran across her face, stinging like a needle, and she immediately covered her face.

It just so happened that Vice-Choice Sun led a group of doctors to inspect the ward and saw this scene.

A heart in Vice-Central Sun almost didn't jump out: "Jiang, Shao Jiang."

In this Fifth People's Hospital, the Jiang family is the largest shareholder, and Jiang Zhi is the most unpleasant ancestor.

Sure enough, the little ancestor was angry.

Jiang Zhi's voice was extremely cold, his anger was suppressed, and the fire light was rolling in his eyes: "He doesn't want to be treated, so let him pack his things and get out of the hospital immediately."

Vice- Yuan Sun did not dare to say anything, observing his words.

Seeing that the eyes of the little ancestor who was still so angry just now have softened, he cautiously leaned over to look at the face of the little girl in front of him, and reached out to remove her hand covering her face.

She pressed her face and didn't let go: "I'm fine."

Her wounds healed too quickly to be seen.

"let me see."

She shook her head: "The glass is not splashed."

Jiang Zhi stretched out a finger and gently tapped it between her **** and ring finger. The distress in her eyes couldn't help but ran out: "It's all bleeding."

Zhou Xufang felt the words, and sure enough, the blood was still flowing out.

She turned her head: "Is penicillin in the glass bottle?"

The nurse in the ward was surprised: "How do you know?"

Because penicillin is her nemesis, as long as a little bit, her self-healing ability will be greatly reduced, or even worse than ordinary people.

She said: "I recognize this kind of bottle, which contains penicillin."

When I was in the laboratory in the past, the ‘experts’ in white coats liked to inject this into her, and then watch her bleeding rate to calculate the lethality of penicillin to her.

She released her hand and looked at the blood between her fingers. There was not much blood and the wound should be small. She said to Jiang Zhi, "A little wound, it's okay."

She has fair skin, and the faint blood on her right cheek is even more dazzling.

Jiang Zhi frowned, stretched out his hand to wipe her, and was afraid that it would hurt her. He had never felt this way before. The fragments felt like they were stuck on his body, and there was an indescribable dull pain.

It's over.

He has her devil.

He took her to his side and glanced at the young man who had been panicked by the low air pressure: "I still have the strength to lose my temper here. I can't die. I really want to die. The window is open and I jump by myself, or I close it. Go up and shout again, and I will throw you down."

The boy and his mother dared not say anything.

Jiang Zhi took Zhou Xufang away and left a sentence: "Let the surgeon come over."

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