Shenhao: I'm Really A Big Villain

Zhou Zeqing said nothing, sitting on the stool beside the bed, frowning.

She wants to get angry, get angry!

I feel that Qin Lang's concealment of his injury is a manifestation of treating her as an outsider.

But seeing the pitiful appearance of his body covered in bandages, the position of his heart, he didn't know what was going on, and the pain suddenly began to twitch.

All the unhappiness and annoyance came to the mouth, and the taste changed, and the exhortation was like, "Does it still hurt?"

Qin Lang shook his head indifferently, "It doesn't hurt anymore, it's all trivial."

Zhou Zeqing's eyes were full of resentment, "It's all hurt like this, and you say it's a small matter, then in your heart, what's the big deal?"

Qin Lang grimaced, "Then I can't involve you because of me?

Besides, you are so busy with work every day, your life is very tight, and you have to spend time wasting on me, isn't it worth it? "

Facing Zhou Zeqing's unconcealed resentment, Qin Lang could only show it in disguise, don't get me wrong!

Not notifying you is not because I don't treat you as my own, but because I am afraid that you will waste time.

It's all for your sake~

"There are priorities. You can put your work aside and find someone to take care of you. Can you lack someone to take care of?" Zhou Zeqing retorted unhappily, while muttering in his heart.

Who said she didn't want to waste time?

It also depends on who are you wasting your time on?

"There's a big man over there with your bodyguard, neither serious nor serious. If you cause another injury or something, it will be bad." Zhou Zeqing thought for a while, and said seriously, "In terms of taking care of people, I still some experience.

Well, I'll stay here for the rest of the time, taking care of you for the time being. "

"Ah...that's not good?"

Qin Lang was a little flustered, but he politely declined on the surface, "You don't trust the soldier, don't you trust the nurse?"

If it was normal, Zhou Zeqing suggested to stay, and he would like to raise his hands in favor.

But now?

Something is wrong!

It's not that he was thinking wildly, just how arrogant Qiu Jiu'er was before he left. If the two met, he couldn't imagine what would happen.

One is the head of the Rose Hall, who is not afraid of heaven and earth.

One is a beautiful professor, an intellectual who is absolutely not afraid of any evil forces.

Just... right?

Coincidentally, is it these two?

"Do you think I'll get in the way or feel inconvenient if I stay here?" Zhou Zeqing was in trouble, her beautiful eyes staring at Qin Lang's eyes.

Unlike ordinary little girls, Zhou Zeqing has her own life principles, and when she is serious, she cannot ignore it.

How Qin Lang answered depends on what choice Zhou Zeqing will make in his heart.

You can't refuse so outright, and you can't follow blindly.

After thinking about it again and again, Qin Lang's cheeks turned a little red, and Zhou Zeqing saw the abnormality and said nervously, "What's wrong? Is there any discomfort? I'll go and call the doctor!"

Qin Lang shook his head, his face full of bitterness, "It's not that I'm not feeling well, it's that I want to go to the toilet.

Zeqing, go and call the soldier here, some things are not convenient for you. "

The atmosphere in the box became solidified.

Zhou Zeqing got up and walked slowly towards the outside of the ward. Qin Lang, who was behind him, was lying on the bed watching, giving himself a thumbs up in his heart.

As expected, it was him, witty!

Since he can't refuse, let Zhou Zeqing give up on his own initiative.

With his injuries, he can't take care of himself for three meals and daily life. Going to the toilet must be troublesome.

It's not a lie, but why is Zhou Zeqing different from his men and women?

Just when Qin Lang felt that Zhou Zeqing would give up voluntarily, an accident happened.

Zhou Zeqing walked out of the ward, but she didn't mean to call out a soldier. Instead, she closed the door of the ward, and then walked to the bedside and took out a urinal from under the bed.

"Fuck..."

When Rao Shi Qin Lang saw this scene, he couldn't help but let out a foul language in his heart.

five minutes later……

Zhou Zeqing, who came back, put the washed urinal under the hospital bed, and at the same time heated a hot towel in the toilet, sat beside the bed, and carefully helped Qin Lang to wipe his palms.

Under the seemingly calm and beautiful face, the shyness in the bottom of his eyes could not escape Qin Lang's discernment.

"Is it necessary? Is it necessary?"

Qin Lang questioned in his heart.

Since I will be embarrassed, why not change someone?

Can't I promise you to stay?

Is it necessary to make a hissing sound when holding the urinal?

Who is the meaning? !

"A few years ago, I also took care of my grandmother in the ward like this."

Zhou Zeqing murmured in reminiscence, a warm color appeared on his beautiful face, and after wiping Qin Lang's hands clean, he put the towel on the shelf beside him, and said with a chuckle, "It's a coincidence, it was grandma who lived there at the time. In this hospital, when taking care of her every day, on the way back and forth, you can see the big tree outside.

After going back and forth, the impression left is particularly deep, or else you will really be fooled by you. "

"Maybe, this is fate?" Qin Lang said softly, turned his head to look at the big sycamore tree outside the window, always felt that the area covered by this tree was a bit large, and it blocked a lot of sunlight in the room.

Keeping it is also a scourge, should I cut it off?

Zhou Zeqing didn't know what was going on in Qin Lang's mind, but only felt that the word fate was the most appropriate.

She put her hands together, surrounded Qin Lang's palm, and whispered softly, "The word fate, I thought it was just a psychological and emotional sustenance of the ancients, it can't be true.

It wasn't until I met you that I realized that some things really can't be explained with common sense.

Whenever I encounter difficulties, the first person to appear is always you. If it weren't for you, I am afraid that I would have become a drowned corpse in the artificial lake now. "

Before Qin Lang could respond, a series of footsteps could be heard outside the ward.

Qiu Jiu'er walked in with a sand bowl in her hand, her beautiful eyes looked around, and immediately locked Zhou Zeqing's hands holding Qin Lang.

In an instant, it was as if a vinegar jar had been knocked over in the room, and Qiu Jiuer said sourly, "Are you acquaintances? It's only been half an hour since you've been here, and you've already got your hands on it?"

"It's quite familiar." Zhou Zeqing raised his head and replied, holding Qin Lang's hands without any intention of letting go.

The two women looked at each other, their eyes meeting.

From dullness, as Zhou Zeqing held Qin Lang's hands tighter and tighter, his eyes became serious, even hostile.

Only the second time they met, there was already an arc, and they collided at the midpoint where the lines of sight intersected, making a crackling sound.

pedal! pedal! pedal!

Qiu Jiu'er looked away, stepped on her high heels, touched the floor, and made a crisp sound.

She held her head high, like a queen, and deliberately showed her cool and arrogant attitude.

He walked to the other side of the hospital bed, sat down, and handed the crimson sand bowl inside to Qin Lang's mouth, and said with a smile, "Lang, it's time to drink the soup~"

Qin Lang pursed his lips, switched his perspective between Qiu Jiu'er and Shawan, and swallowed his saliva subconsciously.

It doesn't matter if Qiu Jiu'er is serious or not!

The key is this soup, is it serious? !