After giving Zhan Ye a complete body operation, I became pregnant

Chapter 645
"do not move."

Qiao Jing saw Zhan Qi Pei's concentrated appearance, so she stopped moving and said slowly:
"Ah."

Then there was a long silence between the two. Qiao Jing quietly watched Zhan Qi Pei ice compress her ankle, while the man focused on helping her ice compress without being distracted for a moment.

A while later, Zhan Qi Pei iced her ankle and took out a piece of ointment from the medicine box.

"Use this ointment?"

Qiao Jing shook her head, ready to get out of bed and fetch her medicine box.

Because she has more comprehensive things in her own medicine cabinet, she will get better sooner if she gives herself massage and acupuncture than applying ointment.

But when Zhan Qi Pei saw Qiao Jing shaking his head, he thought he had taken the wrong ointment, and began to search in the medicine box again.

Before Qiao Jing could speak, Zhan Qi Pei had found several other ointments.

"These?"

Qiao Jing twitched the corners of her mouth helplessly, and her red lips parted slightly.

"Not these, I just bring my medicine box over here, and I will give myself acupuncture."

When she saw Zhan Qi Pei hurriedly looking for ointment for herself, she felt helpless and funny.

This dog man is always a muscle at certain times.

Zhan Qi Pei stood up and wanted to help Qiao Jing get the medicine box, but because he had been squatting for a long time, he accidentally staggered.

Qiao Jing stretched out a hand quickly and grabbed Zhan Qi Pei's arm.

After the man stood still, she could see that the man's body was a little stiff, probably because she had been squatting for too long with ice packs, and now she suddenly stood up and her legs were numb.

A bit of worry also appeared on Qiao Jing's face, and she said:
"Let's take a break."

Zhan Qi Pei's face was gloomy for a moment, and the word Chuan frowned.

"fine."

He couldn't show any fatigue and fragility in front of Qiao Jing, otherwise his wife might think he wasn't manly enough.

Not to mention whether Qiao Jing would think so, he himself felt that he was not manly enough.

After saying this, Zhan Qi Pei immediately walked towards Qiao Jing's medicine box.

He quickly brought the medicine box, put it beside Qiao Jing, and helped to open the medicine box.

"Which one do you want?"

Qiao Jing watched Zhan Qi Pei and didn't intend to let herself take the silver needles at all, so she reached out and rubbed the center of her eyebrows helplessly, then bent slightly, and took a set of silver needles by herself.

"I'll do it myself."

She just sprained her foot, not her upper body.

What's more, this dog man almost brought the medicine box in front of her and asked her to take it herself. It was just a matter of bending over and reaching out, so how could anyone help?
Seeing that he couldn't help, Zhan Qipei pursed his thin lips, but he didn't know much about medical skills, so he couldn't say much, so he could only watch Qiao Jing's acupuncture from the sidelines.

Qiao Jing opened a set of silver needles, took out a few of them, and quickly stuck them on several acupuncture points.

When Zhan Qi Pei saw the set of very slender silver needles with a cold light, he couldn't help raising his long eyebrows again.

When he saw Qiao Jing giving himself a needle so quickly, his pupils couldn't help trembling.

"Does it hurt?"

This was the first time he saw Qiao Jing give himself acupuncture. He wasn't worried that a woman would pierce the wrong acupuncture point quickly. After all, his wife was Jing Jing's doctor.

When I saw such fast acupuncture techniques with my own eyes, I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, and I was more worried that Qiao Jing would be in pain.

Qiao Jing glanced lightly at her ankle, which was pricked by several silver needles, and said calmly:
"It doesn't hurt."

She was originally a doctor who mainly focused on acupuncture. She not only gave acupuncture to many patients, but also gave herself acupuncture many times.

Because before giving acupuncture to patients, during her studies, she treated herself as an experimental subject and pricked many acupuncture points for herself.

These have long been commonplace for her, like being bitten by a mosquito.

Zhan Qi Pei stared at the slender silver needle for a long time, and asked in doubt:

"Does it really hurt?"

Qiao Jing nodded and glanced at the current time.

Zhan Qi Pei frowned more and more, and finally couldn't stand it any longer, and stood up.

"I'll make porridge for you."

Although his rationality was telling him that this was acupuncture, and Qiao Jing was a Chinese medicine practitioner, he would definitely accept it, and he had also gone for acupuncture before, so it wasn't considered painful to him at all.

But when he saw such a slender silver needle piercing Qiao Jing's body, he still couldn't control his inner thoughts, he only felt that the woman was in pain at the moment.

Qiao Jing let out a "hmm", counting the time in her heart.

After a while, she took off the silver needle on her ankle. At the same time, she also smelled the porridge coming in from outside the living room.

After the ice compress and acupuncture, the swelling of the ankle has almost subsided, and the bruise is not so scary.

Qiao Jing randomly took a piece of ointment and stuck it on her ankles. As soon as her feet touched the ground, she was about to go out and have a look.

As a result, as soon as she reached the door, Zhan Qi Pei came over with a bowl of porridge.

When Zhan Qipei saw Qiao Jing getting out of bed and walking, his brows were instantly frowned, with worry written between his brows.

He quickly put away the porridge in his hand, put it on the table beside him, walked quickly to Qiao Jing's side, and stretched out his hand to support the woman.

"Why did you get out of bed and walk around?"

Before Qiao Jing could speak, Zhan Qi Pei took her all the way back to the bed and forced her to sit back on the bed.

But it made her get out of bed and take a few steps. When she wanted to get the medicine box just now, she was stopped by Zhan Qi Pei before her feet touched the ground.

"I finished acupuncture, and now I'm much better."

After hearing Qiao Jing's words, Zhan Qi Pei glanced down at the woman's ankle, and found that it was really not that swollen.

But he still didn't let go, and still stubbornly let Qiao Jing sit on the bed.

"You sit here, I'll bring the porridge over."

He walked out while talking, and when he reached the door, he still didn't forget to look back at Qiao Jing.

After seeing the woman sitting safely on the bed, he took a step with confidence.

After a while, Zhan Qi Pei walked back to the room with the porridge.

Qiao Jing thought that Zhan Qi Pei was going to put it on the bedside table for her, but the man didn't have it, and he still brought the porridge.

She subconsciously reached out to pick it up, but Zhan Qi Pei didn't intend to give her the porridge either.

Qiao Jing now understood that this dog man must want to feed her porridge with his own hands.

"wait."

As soon as she finished speaking, Zhan Qi Pei took a spoonful of porridge and handed it to her mouth.

A crack appeared on Qiao Jing's usually expressionless face, and her temples twitched heavily.

"I did it myself, my hand wasn't hurt."

Her hunch came true.

Before her hand was injured, Zhan Qi Pei wanted to feed her porridge with his own hands, that was reasonable, but now she just sprained her foot, and the man actually wanted to feed her porridge with his own hands.

Zhan Qi Pei looked at Qiao Jing stubbornly, but still wanted to feed Qiao Jing himself.

Qiao Jing knew that if she was more stubborn than Zhan Qi Pei, she would definitely not be able to compare with him, so she reached out and grabbed the edge of the bowl, and looked up at the man.

(End of this chapter)