Play Nice

Chapter 39 039: Offensive ~
Jing Zhaoxu tightened his arms and hugged her tightly: "We have the most beautiful collars."

"Then don't forget."

"I am the most beautiful..."

She closed her eyes and let her consciousness be eroded by wind, rain, cold and abdominal pain.

It was early morning and the night was quiet, and the lights in the VIP ward were still on.

Ms. Lu Changan and Jing Hedong shared a hospital bed. The small and small Ms. Lu took up three-quarters of the bed, while Jing Hedong, shrunk like a bear, took up one-fourth of the corner.

Jing Hedong was dozing off, his head was shaking, and the mobile phone in his hand was shaking, and Ms. Lu was blinded by him.

"Old King!"

Jing Hedong suddenly sobered up: "What's the matter?"

Ms. Lu took the phone over, held it up by herself, and continued watching the variety show: "Go to sleep."

Jing Hedong shook his head, keeping his spirits strong: "No, I have to get your phone for you." Otherwise, his wife would get sore hands.

In the variety show, two female guests were fighting, and the male guests were standing in line for green tea. The more she watched, the more energetic Ms. Lu was. She pushed Jing Hedong with her elbow: "You don't need to take it, you go to sleep."

Jing Hedong was about to doze off to death, still holding his eyelids, he persuaded his wife in a good voice: "Go to sleep too, it's already very late, I'll see you when you get up tomorrow."

Ms. Lu paused her phone, sat up, took out a wet towel, wiped her hands, then took out the eye cream that Jing Hedong brought home for her tonight, made a big lump with her fingers, and spread it evenly under her eyes .

Ms. Lu occasionally stays up late to watch dramas and play mahjong, so eye creams are the most expensive.

After applying the eye cream, she lay down in peace and continued to read: "I can't help it if I haven't finished reading it."

Jing Hedong couldn't understand it, so he couldn't read it again tomorrow: "Then you try to be patient." He tried to reason and present the facts, "It's not good to stay up all night, you will lose your hair, and the old Qiu who stayed up all night with his grandson downstairs is going bald. ."

Ms. Lu ignored it.

Jing Hedong continued to babble: "I also read on the Internet that if I stay up too late, there will be vertical lines on my fingers, and it will not look good for manicures."

Ms. Lu, who loves to do manicures, turned her head and glared: "Are you annoying!"

Jing Hedong shut up.

But he just shut up, tugging at the quilt, turning over, calling his wife, and touching the head of the bed.

Ms. Lu was disturbed by him so much that she didn't even bother to watch the female guests, so she turned off the variety show and said, "Come on."

Jing Hedong is honest.

Ms. Lu put down her phone and just lay down when a call came. She picked it up and saw that it was Jing Zhao.

She picked it up quickly.

"Summon treasure."

Jing Hedong pricked up his ears, leaned over to listen, and vaguely heard a few words, and also heard the name Shang Lingling.

Ms. Lu sat up suddenly: "What?!"

Seeing this, something big happened, and Jing Hedong sat up.

Ms. Lu asked, "Is it serious?"

Jing Hedong couldn't hear what Jing Zhao said.

"I'm going over now," Ms. Lu said.

She hung up the phone and hurriedly got out of bed.

Jing Hedong asked, "What's wrong?"

"Ling Ling is ill, and Zhao Bao just took her to the emergency room."

Jing Hedong felt that the eldest son, who has always done things well, was a little reckless this time: "Why are you asking you to go? You are not a doctor, and you are still hurt yourself."

Ms. Lu hurriedly dressed: "Zhaobao is a boy, it is inconvenient to take care of."

Jing Hedong whispered, "Isn't there a nurse?"

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The nurse prepared the medicine and came to puncture the emergency patient. Just as he stepped forward, the "patient's family" reached out and stopped him.

Ah, this "patient's family" is really handsome.

"She has a high fever and she has to be given fluids," the nurse explained.

Jing Zhao was silent for a few seconds, looked at Shang Lingling, who was no longer sober, and then asked the nurse, "She's on her period, can all these medicines be used?"

It's the first time I've heard a man ask such a question in a nurse's practice for many years.

"It doesn't matter, these medicines can be used."

He said; "It's troublesome."

Conservation is really good.

The nurse was a little moved, but other people's boyfriends could only appreciate it.When the needle was inserted, she also took a look at the patient with a high fever. She was a very beautiful girl.

"Summon treasure."

It was Ms. Lu who came, followed by Jing Hedong.

"Nurse, how is she?" Ms. Lu trotted over in a hurry.

The doctor on duty has already checked, and the nurse answered on his behalf: "No major problem, it will be fine when the fever subsides."

Only then did Ms. Lu put her dangling heart back in her stomach: "Thank you."

"you are welcome."

Ms. Lu stayed to take care of her, and Jing Zhao went to the nurse station to ask if there was a single ward.The nurse said that there is no one for the time being, but there is a VIP ward.

Shang Lingling was transferred to the VIP ward, the man avoided, Ms. Lu was changing Shang Lingling's hospital clothes, and then found that Shang Lingling was wearing a men's coat, Ms. Lu's eyes were bright, and she recognized Jing Zhao's clothes at a glance. Ms. Lu was very relieved and felt that she was one step closer to hugging her grandson.

Jing Hedong was waiting for Ms. Lu outside the ward and saw Jing Zhao put the bagged umbrella on the umbrella stand in the corner.

"Didn't you bring an umbrella, why are your clothes still wet?"

Jing Zhao said, "It's raining too much."

His back was wet, and Jing Hedong asked him to go back and change his clothes first. He said to wait a while and found a seat to sit down.

Then Jingjian came, with a few cups of coffee in his hand.

Jing Hedong was very surprised: "Why are you here?"

"It's the car I drove for my brother." Jing Jian sat down and handed Jing Zhao a cup of hot coffee, "Here."

"Thank you."

"How can you be polite to anyone."

When he received the call from Jing Zhao, Jing Jian was playing a game.

Jing Zhao said on the phone, "Help me get a thicker coat and bring it to the garage."

Listen to the tone, a little rushed.

Jing Jian immediately closed the game and went to the garage to give Jing Zhao a coat.At this point, there was no one else in the garage, so Jingjing summoned a person, standing next to the car, stained with traces of wind and rain, a little embarrassed.

"Are you going out?" Jing Jian walked over, "Where are you going so late?"

As he approached, he saw that there was another person in the car, a business leader.

"What's up with her?"

"sick."

Jing Jian found that Jing Zhao's back was wet, so he quickly handed him his coat, and was about to urge him to put it on, when he saw him open the passenger's door, squatted down, and called out, "Shang Lingling."

Shang Lingling didn't open his eyes, he made a vague voice: "Well..."

Jing Jian took a special look, and Shang Lingling's clothes were not very wet. He reasonably guessed that Jing Zhao should have carried her into the car, and the umbrella was probably tilted at a certain angle.

Jing Jian knows that Jing Zhao is a gentleman, but he is too gentle, especially if the business leader is still a girl, Jing Zhao treats the opposite sex and always maintains a social distance.

Jing Zhao put the coat on Shang Lingling's lap, and bent over when talking to her: "Put on your clothes."

She had a fever, her eyes were tightly closed, she didn't respond, the sweat on her forehead continued, and her face was flushed red.

"Offended."

Jing Zhao helped her sit up straight, put a hand around her waist and put her coat on.He tried not to touch her, zipped up his coat, and fastened her seat belt.

This scene was too unfamiliar to Jing Jian. Except for Ms. Lu and Jing Qianqian, he had never seen any female beside Jing Zhao.

"elder brother."

Jing Zhao ignored it and went to the main driver.

Jing Jian can only go back first, just turned around——

"See you."

"Ok?"

Jing Zhao got off the main driver: "You come and drive."

Why?

Jing Jian didn't ask much: "Oh."

Then he saw his brother carry the man to the back seat again, of course, before hugging the girl, he said "sorry, offended".

In Jing Zhao's upbringing, physical contact beyond social etiquette without consent was considered offensive.

However, he only offended business leaders.

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　　Zhaobao, come and offend me!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)