Sweet wife and secret love: Mr. President, don't spoil me

He Xinqiao was unscathed on the face, but Lin Jingtong's face was red and swollen from the beating, and there were also large and small bruises on her arms.

"Xinqiao, you are..."

Qi Qing frowned and looked at the two of them, walked over and pulled He Xinqiao up, carefully scrutinizing the injuries on her body, her brows were furrowed.

Being pulled up, He Xinqiao was full of combat power, smiled and waved her hands and said, "We are sparring! Isn't it? Miss Lin?"

As she said that, she glanced at Lin Jingtong's intentionally exposed scars, and said with a curled lip, "After all, you are a black belt! Don't you have some stumbling blocks? But now it seems that I am better than me, right?"

He Xinqiao patted the dust on her body that was not there at all, pulled Qi Qing to sit down, and then started to yell, "Xiaoqing, I hurt..."

Looking at this woman's weak appearance, Qi Qing let out a chuckle and scolded: "Who told you to compete with others casually, don't you tell me, stumbling is inevitable!"

Even after being taught a lesson, she still got up to get the medicine box in the room, came over to bandage He Xinqiao, then glanced at Lin Jingtong again and said, "I'm sorry, Miss Lin, there is only one medicine box in the room, please go find it." Nurse."

Hearing Qi Qing's words, the corners of Lin Jingtong's mouth twitched. Just as she was about to say something, she heard that Ren Xiuce had already told the people outside to ask the nurse to come in with the medicine box.

Thinking that this was specially prepared by Ren Xiuce for her, she suddenly became happy and said with a smile, "Thank you, young master! Actually, I'm fine, it's just a scratch, just bandage it yourself."

In order to show herself, she deliberately raised her hand and punched, and then she cried out in pain, which was quite pitiful to me.

Qi Qing frowned uncomfortably. Lin Jingtong's actions were too deliberate. What is this woman doing?Who is she doing it for?

He Xinqiao glanced at Qi Qing, the two of them felt like a mirror, and He Xinqiao pouted with disgust in his eyes.

Only Ren Xiuce gave her a strange look, and asked in confusion, "What are you thanking me for?"

He Xinqiao was stunned for a moment, and quickly said: "Didn't the young master tell the nurse to come over and get the medicine box to bandage me? Actually, I don't need it, I..." She wanted to say that I am strong, but was interrupted by Ren Xiuce .

"You misunderstood, I will not let the nurse bandage you, the medicine box in the room has been stored for a long time, I asked her to bring new ones to Xiaoqing."

After speaking, the man stepped forward, took the medicine kit from Qi Qing's hand, handed it to her, and said, "You can use this."

He Xinqiao's face instantly petrified.

They can use new ones if they have feelings, but she only deserves to use old ones!

Anger rose slowly in He Xinqiao's heart, and the little nurse also came in with the medicine box, and Qi Qing took it.

"Miss, let me bandage this lady."

Seeing Qi Qing's movements, the little nurse smiled and said very politely.Qi Qing wanted to say no, but was choked up by Ren Xiuce's "she is a professional".

indeed!Compared with her, nurses are of course professional.

"Thank you then."

She returned the medicine box back, and the little nurse walked up to He Xinqiao, knelt down and rubbed the medicine on her carefully, and her heart-piercing screams could be heard from time to time.

"Oh, it hurts! Take it easy!"

No one thought that He Xinqiao, a woman who is not afraid of anything, is most afraid of pain.

Seeing her increasingly ferocious face, Qi Qing silently sighed in her heart.

On the other side, Lin Jingtong stood awkwardly with an old medicine box in her hand, looked at He Xinqiao's extremely hypocritical appearance in front of her, and cursed in her heart.

So arrogant when fighting with her, can't even bear the pain?Who are you kidding!
She originally wanted to pretend to be pitiful in front of Ren Xiuce, but ever since Qi Qing came out, Ren Xiuce's gaze had been glued to her body, even if she told Ren Xiuce that he couldn't hear her, he kept silent.

It wasn't until she stepped forward to pat Ren Xiuce that the man looked at her like a charity, frowned and said, "What's the matter?"

He Xinqiao blinked at him, blushed and said, "Master, my injury is on my back, and I can't reach it with my own hands. Can I trouble you to help me..."

After finishing speaking, she gritted her teeth and looked at Ren Xiuce, waiting for his response.

"I'm inconvenient."

Ren Xiuce refused, but He Xinqiao was unwilling to give up, and said: "We grew up together when we were young, you haven't seen me, young master, I..."

Hearing her hesitating to speak, Ren Xiuce frowned even deeper, and noticed Qi Qing's eyes looking over, and immediately said: "Please explain clearly, if you think I saw you wearing diapers when you were young , I'm sorry, but I don't want to either."

"No, that's not what I meant."

Lin Jingtong explained with a blushing face, while Qi Qing and the two burst out laughing, as if laughing at her overthinking.

"If it's not this, then what have I seen of you?" Ren Xiuce asked her back.

Before Lin Jingtong could respond, Ren Xiuce said to the nurse, "Come here and help her take a look."

Hearing this, Lin Jingtong was ecstatic, "Thank you, young master, for your concern! I didn't expect the young master to care about me so much. I'm so happy."

Lin Jingtong clasped her hands together, lowered her head shyly, "Don't worry, young master, I will take good care of you when I recover."

Ren Xiuce closed his eyes, and said in a blunt tone, "Don't get me wrong, I'm afraid Grandpa will blame me for hurting you, and you're acting too sentimental."

Listen, how direct is a man who doesn't know what to say.

Qi Qing couldn't hold back her laughter, almost bursting into tears.

It was only then that she realized that Ren Xiuce was completely straight.

Seeing him mercilessly attacking others, Qi Qing felt unspeakably relieved, especially this person she hated.

After the nurse treated the wounds of the two people, she left wisely.

Since Lin Jingtong, who was acting as the cook, was injured, Ren Xiuce sent someone to deliver the meals, and Bai Qi completed this arduous task without any doubt.

When he came up panting and carrying the lunch box, the time was just right, and the clock hanging on the wall of the ward was exactly on the hour.

He let out a sharp breath, fortunately he was not late.

Ren Xiuce sat on the sofa, looked at him expressionlessly, and said in a cold voice, "You're late."

"Ah? Boss, I don't have one. Look at that clock!"

Bai Qi stared at him with wide eyes and refused.

"Take another look."

Bai Qi blinked and blinked, and frowned, "It's okay!"

"Look carefully."

"Fuck! This is so bad!" He swears, and quickly looks down at the time on his phone, no more, no less, he was 1 minute late.

Bai Qi wanted to cry but said without tears: "Boss...do you want to be so ruthless!"

"One month's salary."

Ren Xiuce sent the lunch box to Qi Qing, opened another copy for himself, and pushed the rest in front of He Xinqiao. In the end, there was only one copy, which was naturally reserved for Lin Jingtong.