Rebirth of Chu Wan

Yan Hui quickly recovered his usual warmth and amiability, and said, "Are you okay?"

Wan Chuer asked at the same time: "Teacher Yan, how are you feeling?"

We really care about each other!

Jiang Kechu squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "Thank you, Mr. Yan for taking care of Chu'er this time. I know the dean here. I have already said hello to the dean. You must cure Mr. Yan. What can I do with Mr. Yan? You are welcome, just say it."

This is a naked declaration of sovereignty, is it announcing to him that Wan Chuer is his person? Yan Hui thought it was funny, but also a little bit sour, and he smiled more decently on his face.

"Mr. Chu'er don't have to be polite, as long as Chu'er is okay, my injury is nothing, for Chu'er, I am willing."

There is something in the two people's words, and they seem to be polite to each other, but they are full of sourness.

She is as sensitive as Wan Chu'er, but she can’t hear it. She only feels that her head is full of black lines. Yan Hui is seriously injured now, Jiang Kechu, can you change the time if you want to be jealous, and then make your popularity better or worse? .

She grabbed Jiang Kechu's arm, pinched him vigorously, and then took the time to smile and said to Yan Hui:

"Teacher Yan, you have a good rest. Nothing is important to your body. Take care of your body first, and we won’t bother you. I will see you again tomorrow. If you have anything you want to eat, I will let Zhu’s mother do it. Bring it over at that time."

Jiang Kechu received Wan Chuer's warning, so he could only shut up, and his attention was focused on the little hand pinched on his arm.

Anyway, he has thick skin and thick skin. This pinch is no different from a mosquito bite, except that the small cuts on this little hand look really obtrusive. When he returns to the ward, he has to bandage it properly.

Waiting for him to bandage Chu'er's hands, see who can bear the heart to let a person with poor hands come to deliver the meal.

Jiang Kechu slapped Xiao Jiujiu, and Yan Hui's eyes sparkled after hearing what Wan Chuer said. He only heard that Chu'er wanted to see him and would bring food.

As for who made it, he didn’t care. I wish his mother had good cooking skills. The key is that Chu'er would not leave him alone in the hospital. This made Yan Hui feel better, so he directly put Jiang Kechu on. Ignore when it does not exist.

The two big men slapped Xiao Jiujiu each, and the atmosphere was a bit weird for a while. The corners of Wan Chu'er's mouth twitched, and he hurriedly followed Yan Hui to take a good rest and left.

As soon as he got out of the ward, Wan Chu'er glared at Jiang Kechu.

Jiang Kechu was unaffected by the slightest influence, but instead felt that Chu'er stared at him was really charming, so she took her hand and walked to the ward.

"Jiang Kechu, what are you doing so fast, there is no wolf chasing you behind, I am sick."

Wan Chuer thought that Jiang Kechu was still jealous about what happened to Yan Hui, so she wanted her to stay away from Yan Hui's ward, so she left so fast.

Hearing Wan Chu'er's anger, Yan Hui's mouth twitched and coaxed: "You only woke up, so you have to go back and lie down and rest. There is still the porridge I bought for you in the ward. After eating the porridge, I feel strong. It’s not too late to lose your temper."

He thought in his heart, there is no wolf behind, the wolf is by your side.

Wan Chuer: "..."

Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the ward, Jiang Kechu put his arms around Wan Chu'er's thin waist, kicked the door up with one foot, and rotated, pressing Wan Chu'er against the wall.

Wan Chuer looked at him with big innocent eyes, "Uncle Jiang, what are you in love with!"

This is a hospital! A hospital means that someone will come in at any time.

Jiang Kechu: "Call my name."

Wan Chuer stared at him: "I am sick now."

When Jiang Kechu saw her like this, how could he bear it, he vaguely said: "I'll treat you." He bowed his head and kissed it heavily.

"Uh...uh..."

At first, Wan Chu'er struggled twice, but later, she was directly burned into a puddle of water by Jiang Kechu's heat, and she reached out and put her arm around Jiang Kechu's neck, and responded enthusiastically.

The door was knocked just as the two were meeting their lips and teeth, and their tongues were entangled to the point of selflessness.

"Humhhhhh..."

"Humhhhhh..."

"Team Jiang." Chen Ke's cautious voice sounded outside, and he didn't want to come. The good things that disturbed the Jiang team might not end well, but the matter is urgent. You must report to the Jiang team for instructions.

Wan Chuer looked up from Jiang Kechu's arms in a vague way, and pushed his face away.

"Someone called you."

Jiang Kechu's eyes darkened, he took a deep breath, controlled his desire, and hugged Wan Chuer to the bedside unhurriedly.

"The one on the bedside table is porridge. You can drink it yourself first. I'll come in a while."

"I know, go now." Wan Chuer urged Jiang Kechu to leave quickly, but his eyes were full of dismay.

Jiang Kechu could see clearly, held back his smile, and lowered his head and kissed her again. Only then did Wan Chu'er laugh and bit his lip and said: "Go away, Chen Ke must be in a hurry."

After Jiang Kechu left, Wan Chu'er remembered what happened just now, but felt a fever on her face. She stretched out her hand and patted her face, and secretly said: Wan Chu'er, you lustful girl!

When Wan Chu'er finished eating the porridge, Jiang Kechu came back just as soon as he lay down. He also held a tray in his hand, and he could see something like gauze potion on it.

A question mark appeared on Wan Chuer's head, "Jiang Kechu, where did you get hurt?"

Jiang Kechu put things on the bedside table and said, "If you stretch out your hand, you are injured."

When climbing a tree yesterday, Wan Chu'er's hands were strangled with ropes and cut by branches, covered with small openings, but she felt that they were all slightly injured and didn't need to be bandaged at all.

"This, don't you need a bag?"

Jiang Kechu said solemnly: "Pack a package quickly without leaving scars."

Wan Chuer stretched out her hand suspiciously, and when she saw Jiang Kechu holding her hand carefully, applying medicine to her hand like a treasure, she felt sweet in her heart and felt that it would be nice to pack a bag.

At the end, she was stunned to see that her two hands had become two meat dumplings. No, when they were swollen trotters, the sweetness disappeared cleanly.

She held up the tightly wrapped pig's hoofs and looked at Jiang Kechu with a look of impotence, "Jiang Kechu, are you kidding me? I can't do anything if I wrap it up like this."

Jiang Kechu said earnestly: "Be good, this is effective. After two days of dismantling, your hands will look new. Just forbearance, do whatever you want to do, just call me."

A new big-headed ghost!

I just hurt a little bit of flesh, not my head and becoming a fool.

Wan Chu'er squinted, looked at Jiang Kechu suspiciously, and asked directly: "Jiang Kechu, what are your conspiracies?"

Jiang Kechu said with a straight face: "Don't think about it, I just don't want to hold a pair of pitted hands in the future." After that, he knocked on her head.