Mr. Lu, don't abuse me, Madam really won't give you andrology treatment

Fortunately, reason still defeated the overly poisoned emotions, and Qiao Yin quickly pushed Lu Lingche away: "Thank you, Director Lu, for me. You go back and tell him that if he gets sick in the future, I will give him free treatment, so he doesn't have to worry. I will not give him medical treatment because of my divorce from you. Of course, it is best if he does not get sick."

Lu Lingche took a step forward, got very close to her, and asked her in a low voice: "What about me?"

Qiao Yin didn't want to get so close to him, but she didn't want to retreat either. If retreating would be a sign of weakness, she didn't want to show weakness in front of Lu Lingche.

So, she stood upright and asked calmly: "What about you? What's wrong with you?"

"What if I get sick? Will you treat me?"

"I am different from other doctors. A doctor like President Song is a benevolent doctor with a kind heart. He will try his best to treat no matter who he is, but I am not. There are two types of people in this world that I do not treat. "

"Which two types?"

"One type is people who have committed heinous crimes and deserve to die, and the other type is people who have a grudge against me."

Lu Lingche couldn't help but frown: "You mean, do you mean that I occupy both categories?"

"That's not true. You are not considered a heinous person, but you are considered the second category, someone who has a grudge against me."

"So if I get sick, you won't treat me?"

"Yes, no treatment."

"You're not going to treat me when I'm about to die?"

"Not cured."

"So cruel?"

"If I don't treat you, aren't there other doctors?"

"I don't like other doctors. I just want you to treat me."

Qiao Yin laughed angrily at him: "Lu Lingche, how old are you? Are you three? Do you like that you have to see a doctor when you are sick, instead of seeing the doctor's ability?"

"I don't trust the abilities of other doctors, I only trust you." Qiao Yin smiled more obviously, but there was no happiness in her smile: "Really? You said you believe me? Who are you kidding, Lu Lingche , when did you ever trust me? Don’t you know who you trust?”

Lu Lingche understood almost immediately that she was talking about the things he didn't trust her in the past. Many times, he chose to believe Lan Yuyi instead of Qiao Yin, and many things later proved that he had misunderstood Qiao Yin.

She had suffered many unexplained injustices in the past.

His heart hurt as if he had been torn apart. He hugged Qiao Yin again, and this time his arms tightened, preventing her from struggling to escape.

"Never again, never again. If you are angry, then scold me a few words, hit me twice, whatever you want, but don't smile at me like this. If you smile like this, I will feel that you are getting closer to me. Coming further and further.”

Qiao Yin leaned against him, feeling a sense of grievance inexplicably, and then tears welled up disobediently.

She quickly wiped away her tears, feeling that she was so confused, why did she cry?

Lu Lingche was the one who should cry. After all, he regretted the divorce. What did she have to cry about?

Grandma's slightly poisonous potion formula, could it also have a tear-inducing effect?
Tears were still overflowing, but this time, before she could raise her hand, Lu Lingche's fingers wiped away her tears.

Then, his kiss fell.

He kissed her a little hard, a little urgently, as if he wanted to devour her.

Qiao Yin cried even harder.

Lu Lingche tried his best to suppress his desire and stopped: "Don't cry. I have never liked anyone except you. It's even now. Why are you still jealous of Lan Yuyi, huh?"

Qiao Yin finally realized that it was not her grandmother's potion formula that had a problem, but her knot in her heart was still unresolved. She still felt aggrieved that he had preferred Lan Yuyi in the past.

After understanding the reason, she was able to control her emotions.

The grievance was quickly suppressed by her. (End of chapter)