My Bloodthirty Husband is So Gentle

Xu Qingbo said in a serious tone: Shi Jin, if you have time, I suggest you take a psychological test.

Shi Jin looked at him calmly: Get lost!

Heh, it's quite rare to hear Shi Jin swearing.

In short, as soon as he meets the person in his photo, he is guaranteed to burn immediately. This is Shi Jin's forbidden area, and even if the ground is a prison, no one can invade the area for half a step.

Xu Qingbo suddenly felt rather emotional: Almost eight years of friendship, two years of brotherhood between bunk beds.

Eight years ago, Shi Jin entered the Yale School of Medicine. Unfortunately, he became the bunk bed of a genius. Since then, he has been covered by the light of genius.

Xu Qingbo sighed, and continued to sigh: You actually let me go when you disagree with each other, hey, they are all plastic flowers, plastic flowers!

Just as his hand was on Shi Jin's shoulder, he took a step back. Xu Qingbo's hand hung in the air awkwardly. He watched Shi Jin take off the doctor's white robe and throw it in the trash can beside him with a dazed expression. Then he took out a bottle of spray-type disinfectant from the pocket of his suit pants and sprayed it three times on his shoulders.

Shi Jin raised his head, his eyes calm and calm: Even if we have been friends for almost eight years, and two years of brotherhood in bunk beds, don't touch me casually. He explained seriously, still elegant and polite, It's dirty.

Xu Qingbo: ...

How heartbroken!

Suddenly remembered that when he was studying for a doctorate degree, he was in the upper bunk and Shi Jin was in the lower bunk. If he accidentally stepped on Shi Jin's expensive sheets when climbing the bed, Shi Jin would change the sheets in silence. , Disinfection, and throwing garbage, that posture seems to have been touched by a virus.

Later, Shi Jin moved out after living there for three months. In fact, the two-year bunk-bunk friendship was seriously counted, and it was still a nominal one. It was a real plastic flower!

Xu Qingbo took a deep breath and called to the passing nurse: Nurse Liu, do you have any scissors?

The nurse in the inpatient department who was named by the first playboy of Tianbei Hospital was confused: Ah? Yes.

Xu Qingbo walked over, took out a pair of scissors from Nurse Liu's medical tray, then walked to the trash can, picked up Shi Jin's doctor's gown, and scissored it down without hesitation.

He turned his head and said to Shi Jin, Cutting off the gown!

The other party gave a neutral look, and then turned to the door of the Radiology Department. Xu Qingbo felt as if he had punched the cotton with his fist. Just as he was about to say something, he saw Shi Jin's side face was soft and smiling. shallow meaning.

Shi Jin stepped forward: Does your hand still hurt?

Jiang Jiusheng wore a medical fixation belt on her left hand, and she moved her fingers a little: It doesn't hurt much? She was not delicate, but Shi Jin seemed very worried.

She believed a little bit that Shi Jin might really be her 'illegitimate fan'.

The hand is not fixed with plaster, so don't move it yet. Shi Jin said.

Jiang Jiusheng nodded, still wearing a mask, and the navy blue scarf around his neck covered the outline of his chin.

Xu Qingbo recognized that scarf, it belonged to Shi Jin.

He straightened Jiang Jiusheng's scarf and mask, covering most of her face: Go to my office and wait a while, I'll get you the result.

good.

Xu Qingbo was dumbfounded. It turned out that not only paranoia targeted people, but also cleanliness. Jiang Jiusheng was an example for Shi Jin.

The two left the Radiology Department one after the other, and happened to meet Xiao Linlin at the elevator door.

She greeted with a smile: Doctor Shi.

Shi Jin nodded: Doctor Xiao.

Polite, but alienated, is his consistent attitude.

Xiao Linlin couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, her face remained calm, and her eyes fell on the people around Shi Jin: Who is this?

He cherishes ink like gold: Friend.

There was no introduction or recommendation, which seemed very polite.

Xiao Linlin didn't ask any further questions, and changed the subject, but she still had a bit of feminine gentleness about business affairs: Do you have time after six o'clock? I have a patient and I want to ask your opinion.

Shi Jin didn't think about it: Sorry, no.

...

Shi Jin is a gentleman with great manners. If it doesn't involve personal issues, he seldom rejects people so firmly.

Xiao Linlin was speechless for a moment.

I still have something to do, excuse me. After finishing speaking, Shi Jin didn't stay any longer, pressed the elevator button, and said to the person beside him, Shall I go through the hospitalization procedures for you?

Although he is a fan of brains, Jiang Jiusheng didn't want to trouble Shi Jin with everything, so he said, It's not enough to be hospitalized.

Shi Jin persuaded, with a friendly tone, and did not appear to be superseding: Your hand is very swollen, and there may be a soft tissue strain. It is best to stay in the hospital for two days for observation.

The tone is like a doctor's order.

Almost forgot, her neighbor is also a competent doctor. Jiang Jiusheng didn't refuse again, and joked: Isn't Doctor Shi a cardiologist? Orthopedics is also involved?

Shi Jin nodded: I am omnipotent.

Jiang Jiusheng: ...

Shi Jin was very accurate. The X-rays showed that she did have a slight injury to her soft tissue, and she had a plaster cast. Shi Jin hospitalized her. Fortunately, the concert was scheduled for a month later, and the injury was on her left hand, so it probably wouldn't delay the process. However, Mo Bing was afraid that something would happen, and wished to confess Jiang Jiusheng as his ancestor, so he naturally agreed with her to be hospitalized with both hands.

Mo Bing's injuries were all superficial, and she just sprained her foot, making it difficult for her to walk. Jiang Jiusheng sent her back and left her assistant, Chen Yiqiao, to look after her in the hospital.

Chen Yiqiao's nickname is Xiaoqiao, and she also deserves this name. She is like a woman in ancient times, gentle and virtuous. In Mo Bing's words, she can go up to the hall and go down to the kitchen. Mo Bing has tasted Xiaoqiao's craftsmanship many times, and every time They were all full of praise, and Jiang Jiusheng even suspected that Mo Bing signed the little girl because of her cooking skills.

In the evening, Xiao Qiao brought soup to the hospital. There were bodyguards guarding the door of the ward. They belonged to the Yuwen Chargers. The little girl was very shy, so she greeted her with a blushing face, and politely asked the older brothers if they would like to drink.

The elder brothers waved their hands in embarrassment.

Only then did Xiao Qiao enter the ward: Sister Sheng, I made you big bone broth.

Jiang Jiusheng put down the magazine and looked up: Thank you.

Xiao Qiao smiled shyly, put the thermos bucket on the cabinet, put down the bag, poured boiling water and scalded the dishes carefully.

Jiang Jiusheng glanced at her bulging canvas bag: Little Qiao, you don't need to stay with me in the hospital at night, I just hurt my hand, there is no inconvenience.

Xiao Qiao immediately shook her head: How can I do that, Sister Mo Bing is not here, I have to watch over you all the time, what if there is an illegitimate meal when I am not here?

Well, the illegitimate meal is here.

Jiang Jiusheng raised his head and looked towards the door of the ward: Is the operation successful?

It was Shi Jin, who was still wearing the green sterile surgical gown during the operation, even with such a deep dark color, it still couldn't cover his full body.

What a natural hanger, Jiang Jiusheng thought.

He nodded: Well, very successful.

As soon as the words were finished, there was a sudden bang, both of them looked over at the sound, and saw that the broken pieces of the porcelain bowl fell on the floor, and the soup splashed everywhere, and Xiao Qiao was in a hurry.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, she explained blushingly, yes, I was clumsy and forgot to dry my hands. It's too slippery. I'm sorry, Sister Sheng. I'll clean it up right now.

She squatted down and picked up the broken porcelain on the ground with her bare hands.

It's okay. Jiang Jiusheng glanced at her hot red hand, Don't pick it up with your hands, it will hurt you, let the nurse come over to clean it up, I'm not too hungry right now, don't worry, you can go to the emergency room first to have a look at the hand .”

Xiao Qiao thanked her repeatedly, called the nurse over, and then hurried out of the ward.

The nurse who came to tidy up was obviously surprised when she saw Shi Jin, and quickly straightened her face. While tidying up, she listened to all directions. The doctor's gossip during the heart surgery is a large-scale modern medical romance and ethics drama. , oh, it also involves the turmoil in the entertainment industry!

Shi Jin walked to Jiang Jiusheng's bedside: Does your hand still hurt?

The tone is a bit like that of an attending physician.

Jiang Jiusheng replied: It doesn't hurt, it's a little numb.

He bent down, looked at her arm, stretched out a slender finger, and touched the plaster of her arm.

She stared at his hand, lost in thought.

So lovely.

want to touch...

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