time-limited addiction

Chapter 65 Raising an Ancestor
The security guard has eyesight. The moment the surveillance camera discovered that the serial number plate of the supercar was activated, he had already opened the gate and waited.

The security guard was eating steamed buns, looked at the supercar that was almost leaving the house at a high speed, and asked his colleagues, "Do you know who the person in the car is?"

"Who."

"It's said to be from the Zhou family." As he said that, the security guard gave a thumbs up, "It's the son of the Zhou family, and his lover."

"During this period of time, he lived here every night, on the top floor of Block C. He even bought the one downstairs, for fear of being disturbed."

"The Zhou family will also buy a house here?"

"His room is available everywhere, and it's not good to live there if you like. He comes very often every night."

"Work hard and beak less."
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The Zhou family's bodyguards were waiting at the entrance of the private hospital early, watching their second son carry the beauty into the emergency department.

I thought it was urgent to open the back door.

The bodyguard followed the registration to take the order.

The little girl had a high fever of 40 degrees, was weak, and caught a cold.

Need to be hospitalized for drips.

in the office.

Sitting opposite the attending physician was Zhou Lushen.

Mr. Zhou flipped through the case report without a second, he was wearing a simple black shirt, and he looked silent, and no one dared to speak loudly in front of him.

The attending physician prescribed some plaster, "This is a plaster, Mr. Zhou, it's more convenient for you to come by yourself."

With that said, put it in front of Zhou Luchen, specially prepared.

Zhou Lushen flicked the medical records with his fingers, his eyes narrowed, "Re-examination, give her all over again."

The attending physician nodded, "I'll arrange it, if it takes time, then stay in the hospital for now."

Zhou Lushen put down the case, still coldly, "It's troublesome."

The attending physician smiled, "No trouble, we will take good care of Miss Shen, it's our doctor's duty."

In a private ward.

Liang Yingning had just finished playing in a certain club, and the bodyguard next to the Second Young Master called her and brought her here to accompany Shen Jing.

They are the two most familiar with Shanghai City.

Liang Yingning served the porridge quietly and chatted with Shen Jing from time to time.

"Come on, the porridge is cold, open your mouth."

Shen Jing's fever has not subsided yet, her body is a little weak, and she can barely move her mouth.

Seeing this beauty's appearance, Liang Erqian felt a pang in her heart, "Won't he love you?"

Miss Shen's body is too delicate, too delicate.

Mr. Zhou's tall figure, to be honest, Liang Yingning has never seen what it looks like when he takes off his clothes.

When the sisters in the circle and Zhou Luchen and the others had a party, they saw that Mr. Zhou was wet behind him, and the proportions of the clothes hanger's figure burst into hormones just by looking at it.

Just because their eyes were so bright when they said it, as if they had never seen a man before, Liang Yingning guessed what kind of top man it was.

"You... well, you're pretty wild." Liang Yingning.

Shen Jing raised her head slightly, her large hospital gown was accidentally slanted open, and a large mark was exposed on her collarbone, she said softly, "He was drunk last night."

Liang Yingning, "You're kidding me, Second Young Master is not someone who knows how to get drunk."

Shen Jing smiled lightly, but she couldn't be fooled.

Whether he is drunk or not, he is so crazy on Tuesday.

Liang Yingning fed her porridge, "Soak in the pool all night, look at your face, neck and arms, which one is good, don't think that I can't see if you wear thick clothes."

One piece of green, one piece of purple.

Pay a heavy price for the word beast.

Although during the process, Mr. Zhou's technology has reached the pinnacle, which makes her very happy.

But then there was an honorable hospitalization.

Ever since she lived in Yunding No. [-], the coquettish Mr. Zhou seduced her every night.

Her skin is too tender and unrefined.

Liang Yingning looked at Shen Jing's lack of strength, "I can't blame him, but he is too physically strong."

Shen Jing was curious, "Where did he go?"

Liang Yingning: "I asked about your situation in the office, and I will give you a full body checkup, and if something is broken, I will fix it for you."

"Eat less, when he comes back later, let him feed you and take care of you, and test him."

"How to test." Shen Jing felt weak and uncomfortable.

Liang Yingning smiled slyly, "You know how to act like a baby, do you need me to teach you?"

Shen Jing's eyelids were tired, "The rich and powerful son raised by the desire for profit completely resists these useless tricks."

Mr. Tuesday, who had been standing at the door for a long time, couldn't take it anymore and raised his hand to knock on the door.

Liang Yingning's heart jumped to her throat.

Zhou Lu listened for a long time, and couldn't stop discussing his figure.

Liang Yingning hurriedly put down the bowl, and apologized to Zhou Luchen with a hippie smile, "She is not full yet, remember to feed her a few more bites, my Jing Jing's head is going to burn."

Zhou Luchen just nodded slightly.

Liang Yingning went out and closed the door tightly with a smile, only to feel that the fish escaped from the sea of ​​suffering like water.

She shouldn't have said anything wrong.

Zhou Lu Shen is cruel and merciless.

The moment the door closes.

Shen Jing stretched out her hand to hug Zhou Luchen, feeling too uncomfortable to be hot and cold.

The culprit, Zhou Lvchen, was quite willing to satisfy her at this moment, standing by the bedside and letting her act like a baby.

Her voice was hoarse, "Do you have a fever?"

With a deep smile, Zhou Lu picked up her hand and put it on her forehead, and asked softly, "Is there any?"

"No." Shen Jing raised her eyes and smiled, "I'm here to infect you?"

Zhou Lu rubbed her head with his palm, "Squeamish."

Shen Jing muttered again and again, but Zhou Lvchen still went to bed, let her sleep on her lap, and quietly administered an IV.

The 40 degrees also want to infect him, let him have a taste of fever.

She could only think about it, she whispered, "Zhou Luchen."

He played with her hair with his fingers, and answered with lowered eyes, "Yes."

"Ah Chen, does anyone call you Ah Chen?" Shen Jing asked suddenly, "Do your family and friends call you Ah Chen, can I call you?"

Zhou Luchen's finger bones obviously paused for a moment, his coldness showed a little bit, and the corner of his mouth was hooked for a moment, "You don't even have a name?"

Every time, she calls out to Zhou Lvchen delicately and softly.

She closed her eyes and laughed, "I'm tired of crying."

Zhou Lv sighed lightly, dragging her hand with the needle in her palm to look at it, it was white and thin, the color of the tendon canal was visible to the naked eye under the thin skin.

The tape is wrapped around the needle, making it even more broken.

But there was no reply for two or three minutes, and she was so tired that she fell asleep.

When the nurse came in to pull out the needle, she saw the couple leaning against the head of the bed.

The moment that white tender hand pulled out the needle, Shen Jing shivered into his embrace.

Zhou Lushen reached out to cover her eyes, "What are you afraid of?"

She was sleepy and hugged him tightly, "It hurts."

Zhou Lu squinted, and picked up the hand that had been pierced with needles to look at his eyes. The pair of jade hands that plucked the strings had more pinhole scars.

"Apologize to Zhou Lushen."

He smiled, "Okay, I was wrong."

Shen Jing hummed in satisfaction, and said, "Apologizing is useless, and I don't forgive you either."

If you want him to feel guilty, if you want him to think about it, he must feel distressed.

Will he treat her harshly in the future?

Zhou Lu Shen slender long knuckles gently squeezed his small face, and his voice carried a playful smile, "Raise an ancestor."

The next day, the physical examination report came out, and Shen Jing's waist muscles were severely damaged.

According to the attending doctor, it is very serious and requires restraint and attention to recuperation.

(End of this chapter)