The reborn wife is so good at flirting, Mr. Bo spoils her at his own risk

"Who is Zhou Zhe?" Jingran's head is not very bright yet, and she can't even grasp the key point when thinking about the problem.

Bo Zhanchen felt that it was a bit unreasonable for him to talk so seriously to a patient, so he simply pressed the call bell.

"Zhou Zhe is your attending doctor, and he is also an authoritative expert in neurology. He will do some systematic tests for you in a while, and you can answer according to the actual situation."

Jingran was confused when she heard this, but fortunately Zhou Zhe came in soon.

He looked at Jing Ran who had woken up, and then looked at his phone, "Hello, Miss Jing, we meet again. You slept for six and a half hours this time. Are you awake? Does your head still hurt?"

Jingran shook his head slowly and said, "My head doesn't hurt anymore, but my whole body is sore and I have no strength at all."

Zhou Zhe looked at Bo Zhanchen whose sleeves were torn off and adjusted his mask, feeling that Jingran's words were not very convincing.

Bo Zhanchen even spoke at the right time: "When she kicked me out of bed just now, she was so strong that it didn't look like she had any strength at all."

Jingran rolled her eyes at the man speechlessly, "I just feel..."

"These are all somatic manifestations, which are normal." Zhou Zhe motioned for Bo Zhanchen to shut up and handed the questionnaire in his hand to Jing Ran, "After the physical examination is over, please Miss Jing, please fill out this questionnaire. There are many questions. You can fill it in slowly, don’t be in a hurry.”

Jingran looked at the questionnaire with the title removed in her hand, her palm-sized face wrinkled up, "To see a doctor in your hospital, do you still have to fill in the questionnaire? Bo Zhanchen, are you sure this is a serious hospital?"

Bo Zhanchen twirled the ring, "I don't know whether he is serious or not, but the doctor's quality is indeed good. Anyway, you are idle."

Seeing Bo Zhanchen's obviously abnormal reaction, Jingran slowly exhaled, "You two won't suspect that the reason why I suddenly have a headache and feel dizzy is because I have some mental illness. Bar?"

The two grown men remained silent.

However, Jingran slowly took the pen from Zhou Zhe's hand and began to circle dots on the questionnaire, mumbling incessantly.

"Actually, normal people are more or less mentally ill. Those who are too normal are abnormal. How many people are not crazy these days?"

Jingran didn't even raise her head, "But don't worry, I'm a very nice person, and I don't have any tendency to commit suicide. People who deserve to die more than me are still alive, so why do you want me to die?"

Zhou Zhe had a headache from being read by Jingran. After a few seconds, he turned around without hesitation and patted Bo Zhanchen on the shoulder.

"After Miss Huijing fills out the questionnaire, you can send it directly to the office. I have to go for ward rounds, so I'll leave first."

Just after Zhou Zhe left the ward, Jingran threw away the questionnaire, lifted the quilt and sat up.

"What are you..."

Where to?

Before Bo Zhanchen could finish the second half of his question, Jing Ran covered his mouth.

She smiled provocatively at the man, "I know my problem. Instead of wasting time here, why not go out and do something serious? Bo Zhanchen, didn't you say before that you wanted to get the certificate with me?"

The man's eyes suddenly became sharp. He pinched Jingran's wrist and said, "Ranran, don't joke about the wedding."

"I'm not kidding you, I just suddenly thought about it. Since Mr. Bo is willing to tie this rope into a tight knot with me, why not?" Jing Ran still had a pale face. gave a big smile.

She let the man hold her wrist and lifted Bo Zhanchen's chin with her fingertips.

"Mr. Bo, why don't you think about it? After passing this village, there is no such store. If you don't nod this time, I'm afraid you won't have a chance next time."

Jingran said it calmly, but her heart was already beating like a drum.

She must not fill out that bullshit questionnaire!

If it is really determined that there is a psychological problem, something else might happen!

The less trouble, the better.

What's more, as a person who has already died once, how can she be normal even if she is normal in her heart? !

If filling out this questionnaire shows that she is a psychopath, wouldn't it be cool?

As her eyes flashed, Jingran thought of a way to divert Bo Zhanchen's attention as quickly as possible.

Get a marriage certificate!

Since this man is willing to be tied to her, it saves her the trouble.

Even if she waits until Bo Zhanchen gets married, on the day of divorce, she can legitimately take away half of this man's property!

This deal is a guaranteed profit!

Jingran made up her mind and pulled Bo Zhanchen out of the door without taking off her hospital gown.

When she arrived at the door of the Civil Affairs Bureau, Jingran looked at the other car waiting at the door and hesitated to open the door.

Bo Zhanchen sat in the driver's seat with his arms resting on the car window. He looked at the hesitant Jingran with amused eyes and said with a smile: "You won't give in at this time, right? When you pulled me out of the hospital just now, , I wish I could fly here directly, why don’t you get off the car now?”

"Who backed down?" Jingran glared at Bo Zhanchen angrily.

She completely underestimated this man's work efficiency. After the two of them left the hospital, he asked Chen Zhao to deliver the household registration book!

It’s as if she’s afraid that she’ll regret it!

Jingran gritted her back molars, her heart pounding, and she said in a clear voice, "I'm not worried about you. If you really marry someone with a psychological problem like me, you won't have anywhere to buy the regret medicine."

Jingran's expression of "I am all for you" made Bo Zhanchen laugh.

But just when Jingran really unbuckled her seat belt and was about to get out of the car, he raised his hand and held her down.

"Jingran, have you really thought about it?" The man's voice suddenly became serious.

Jingran's expression was startled, "I've thought about it."

"Then let's agree first. I will marry you based on your willingness to marry me. This marriage certificate cannot be used by you as a bargaining chip to delay time." Bo Zhanchen exposed Jingran's little trick without mercy. .

But Jingran rolled her eyes, "So? Are you going to get married or not? Bo Zhanchen, you're not giving up at this juncture, are you?"

"I'm just kindly reminding you that there are only widows here, not divorces. If you are afraid of regrets, we can go back to the hospital now." Bo Zhanchen stared at Jingran expressionlessly, as if he wanted to see something from her face. Clues of regret and withdrawal.

Unfortunately, Jingran grunted, opened the car door and jumped out, "Whoever goes back to the hospital is the puppy, I'll wait for you inside!"

It's approaching five o'clock, and the Civil Affairs Bureau is about to get off work.

When Jingran walked into the marriage registration office wearing a hospital gown and holding their household registration books, everyone's eyes fell directly on her.

The staff kindly reminded her, "Madam, we are here to register a marriage."

"I know." Jingran answered confidently and smiled sweetly at the staff, "My fiancé is doing psychological training outside. Please wait for him for a while."