The Pillow of the Bad President

Ji Qinghuan pursed her lips, and still said in a very good temper, "Sir, your wife has a stomach problem. I have to observe it before I can make a film based on the relevant situation. I need to ask your wife to cooperate with my work."

"What's your attitude?" The husband was furious, "You are an intern doctor who can't see a doctor, but you still blame my wife for not cooperating with you. Seeing that my wife is crying in pain now, damn it, are you deliberately trying to harm my wife?"

Ji Qinghuan defended, "I didn't"

The husband didn't listen at all, and pushed her hard with his hand raised. ..

Pushing her backwards so much that she almost fell down, feeling that it wasn't enough, he raised his arms and wanted to slap her.

Ji Qinghuan was stunned, she had never encountered such a situation.

She was originally slender, so she didn't have an advantage in fighting, not to mention that the other party was a tall and thick man.

When he was pushed just now, his knee hit the corner of the table, Ji Qinghuan barely stood still in pain, and when he raised his eyes, he saw the arm raised high towards her again.

She closed her eyes in fear.

While shivering, the expected pain did not come, a big hand stood in front of her, holding the man's wrist.

Ji Qinghuan stared blankly at the big slender hand with well-defined joints.

At that time, I was thinking in my heart, if the master without hands appeared, then a slap on her face would definitely hurt.

"What's the point of beating a woman?" Shen Nanfang's youthful face was full of bloody anger, and he looked particularly frightening, with a very strong aura. "If you think your wife is so delicate, then go to the imperial doctor."

Although he is not as physically abnormal as Qin Yinian is a professional soldier, regular exercise has made him stronger than ordinary people. The puffy husband can show off his power in front of Ji Qinghuan, and he is obviously much shorter in front of him.

The husband was obviously too soft-spoken, cursed in a low voice, and dragged his wife away.

After the couple left, Shen Nanfang turned to her and asked, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay." Ji Qinghuan shook his head. ..

She bit her lip, and after she panicked, a lot of grievances followed, which made her eye circles red and tears welled up.

Shen Nanfang just happened to pass by, and he felt angry when he saw that the people around him were watching the fun indifferently. He also felt that this little intern was too isolated and helpless, so he stepped forward to stop him. He was not heroic.

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After a symbolic question, he was about to leave.

He just heard her sniffing softly, stopped again, turned around and handed her a handkerchief, "Don't cry, you don't look good when you cry."

Ji Qinghuan raised her head with a hazy gaze, met his gaze, and instantly felt that the room was filled with sunlight, but it couldn't compare to the warmth in his eyes.

That was the first time she met Shen Nanfang.

Although he had long since forgotten, Ji Qinghuan still remembered that the warmth he had brought her had been unforgettable in her heart to this day.

From then on, she pretended to be someone in her heart.

After work or life, when she encounters any difficulties, when she breaks down and tears, she will quickly stop her tears, because someone said that she doesn't look good when she cries.

It was only later that Ji Qinghuan found out that he was the young master of the Shen family and had medical cooperation with the hospital, so he would come and go frequently.

Later, Li Xiangsi, who had just returned to China, was hired by the director to be the chief physician of general surgery. She worked under the other party's hands and knew that they were good friends for many years.

Ji Qinghuan opened his eyes from the dream.

It happened many years ago, but because every frame is firmly imprinted in my heart, it is very clear.

Outside the window, the morning light streamed in through the window screen, and the man's handsome and smooth facial features filled her pupils in her eyes, making her confused for a moment whether it was a dream or reality.

Until Shen Nanfang opened his eyes and looked at her lazily.

Ji Qinghuan said unnaturally, "Cough, you're awake"

Shen Nanfang let out a sound from his nose, "Mmm."

Since he just woke up in the morning, his voice is a little hoarse and sexy, and some green stubble has grown on his chin.

Not only the two of them, Hanhan also woke up almost at the same time.

The small body rolled over, and then arched into her arms, "Mom, I want to be soft"

This is something that children often do.

In the past, there were only their mother and daughter, and the daughter was still very young. Ji Qinghuan didn't feel that there was anything wrong, but today it was different, there was a third person on the bed.

When Ji Qinghuan realized it, Hanhan's small hands were already familiar with the way of unbuttoning her pajamas

A piece of spring light poured out.

Ji Qinghuan only felt a slap on his face, and it was scorching hot.

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