Master’s a Byoukidere and Needs Pampering!

"what happened?"

Jiang Zhi's voice was dull: "I want it."

"..."

Zhou Xufang shut up.

Jiang Zhi lay on her shoulders, breathing chaotically, and placed his hands on Zhou Xufang's slightly raised abdomen, motionless and very regular.

At this time, there was a knock on the door.

Jiang Zhi asked: "Who?"

"it's me."

It was Xiao Yunsheng who turned back again.

Jiang Zhi returned two words: "Wait."

He went to the bathroom, washed his face with cold water, and opened the door when he recovered. Before the water on his face was dry, he asked, "What's the matter?"

"Let's talk."

What they can talk about, only Zhou Xufang.

Jiang Zhi stood at the door and didn't move: "I can't walk away, just chat here."

Xiao Yunsheng glanced at the ward.

Jiang Zhi understood, and said to Zhou Xufang, "Xu Fang, put on the headphones."

I wanted to eavesdrop but I just promised Jiang Zhi to spoil him and Zhou Xufang, who was used to him: "Oh." She put on her headphones and turned her voice louder.

Jiang Zhi closed the door of the ward: "Let's talk, what's the matter."

"Before Xiao Yi died, he had developed a medicine that could solve Xu Fang's blood transfusion problem."

Jiang Zhi heard what Su Qinghou had said, but was not confirmed: "Is it credible?"

The conversation was quiet, and Xiao Yunsheng deliberately avoided Zhou Xufang: "He has not tried it in my body. I actually don't believe in that medicine. So when Kaneves exploded, I took advantage of the chaos and tried it secretly."

His physical condition at the time was very poor, and Xiao Yi did not guard him.

Jiang Zhi immediately asked, "What about the effect?"

"Yesterday I asked Dr. Zhong to give me a blood transfusion. So far, there has been no rejection."

In other words, that medicine is not a gimmick.

"Where is the medicine?"

Xiao Yunsheng shook his head: "Xiao Yi is dead. No one knows where the remaining medicine is hidden." He is also not sure, "but that medicine is a divisible implanted cell, which should be extracted from me again. ."

"How to extract?"

"experiment."

Jiang Zhi hesitated: "Zhou Xufang will not agree."

The risk of human experiment is too high and the damage is too great.

Xiao Yunsheng insisted: "Then don't let her know." He was not as sensible as a 19-year-old boy. "I am not an ordinary person. I have Xu Fang's genes. I have outstanding regeneration and self-healing ability. It’s easy to happen, and the experiment is our own initiative. If the situation is wrong, we can stop at any time, but we must try."

After Jiang Zhi thought about it, "I will make arrangements when I ask Postdoctor Zhong." He had to make sure that Xiao Yunsheng must be safe and sound during all experiments.

At nine o'clock in the evening, Zhou Qingrang went to Lu's home to give the marriage certificate, and the date was set in the marriage certificate: September 27th, it is good to get married.

At a quarter past nine, Jiang Zhi talked about the date of the wedding in the small group, and reminded by the way: get ready gifts.

Qiao Nanchu put the phone on the table and said to Wen Baiyang: "Jiang Zhi and Zhou Xufang have set a date."

Wen Baiyang put down the book in his hand and asked him in sign language, "When is it booked?"

"The 27th of this month."

Less than a month left.

"Will it be in a hurry?" The wedding should take a lot of time to prepare.

Qiao Nanchu spoke slowly and said: "After returning from Pullman, Jiang Zhi is very careful about what he does. The wedding will not be big. Except for people Jiang Zhi can trust, no other guests will be invited. And he does not plan to go out. It’s at the Lu’s house. Grandma Jiang Zhi started preparing for the wedding dress very early, and the time is okay, in time."

Jiang Zhi is very careful.

She went to see Zhou Xufang in the hospital yesterday. Tianjiangzhi didn't agree if she wanted to chat alone for a while. He was inseparable with Zhou Xufang and was very defensive. He seemed to believe no one except himself.

Qiao Nanchu also said that Jiang Zhi's "sequelae" has fallen, and if it is not done, it will become a mental illness.

When we get married on the 27th, Wen Baiyang frowned: "I'm afraid I won't be able to make it."

Qiao Nanchu did not understand what his girlfriend meant: "Zhou Xufang gets married, what are you going to do?"

"I want to embroider a bed of mandarin ducks and was given to her." The mandarin ducks were not well embroidered, and there was only more than 20 days, and the time was a bit too late.

"Do you still embroider mandarin duck quilts?" Qiao Nanchu has never seen her embroider.

"Yes."

Does his girlfriend know how to cook, brew, and make tea?

Well-behaved and capable.

Want to marry.

Qiao Nanchu kissed her face: "Then do you want to embroider your wedding dress?"

She couldn't hide from his eyes and looked at him blankly.

She was all in his eyes.

"In July next year, you will be at the legal marriage age." He said, "We should start embroidering the wedding dress earlier."

Until July next year, he will marry her.

Wen Baiyang blushed and nodded.

He put her on the sofa and kissed her patiently.

The little girl was thin-skinned, her whole body flushed, and she was obedient and not moving: "Are you hungry? I'll make you a supper, OK?"

This girl is very simple. Whoever likes it thinks of ways to make good food for that person.

He arranged her clothes: "Stop eating, I have a case to deal with, you sit with me for a while."

"it is good."

He turned on the computer.

She went to get the quilt and needle and thread, sat quietly beside him, embroidered flowers quietly, and occasionally looked at him. She likes the person she likes very much, and will come to marry her next July.

She lowered her head and smiled lightly.