Quit pampering

Zhou Yuetian looked at the woman who kept clinging to him and kissing him intermittently, with a rare expression of embarrassment, even if it was quite slight, "What else can I change? She doesn't deserve it. You need to give this annoying thing an injection first."

"Okay." The doctor was a little embarrassed, "But you have to hold on to this lady tightly to avoid causing the needle to run out."

Zhou Yuetian was extremely impatient, "Hurry up."

The doctor couldn't find a place to start, "You'd better hold this lady firmly on the bed."

With this scene in front of me, I was really afraid that the gun would go off in the next second.

Zhou Yuetian pushed Lu Junzhi down on the bed, leaned on her and controlled her feet and hands. Lu Junzhi was already unconscious, but he could feel his strong strength, "You are so strong."

Zhou Yuetian's brows twitched and he almost yelled at the doctor, "Why are you still standing there in a daze? Why don't you come over and give her an injection!"

After some tossing, Lu Junzhi fell asleep.

Zhou Yuetian glanced at her coldly. The woman on the bed was as pale as a sheet, her brows were furrowed, and she was not sleeping peacefully.

Zhou Yuetian pinched her face and laughed, but she was heartless.

Zhou Yuetian got off her body, took off his soaked shirt and threw it aside, "When will she wake up?"

The doctor handed him a bath towel, "I added the ingredients of sleeping pills to the potion. She should be fine when she wakes up. But just to be on the safe side, I'd better go to the hospital for a comprehensive examination tomorrow."

"Okay, you go back first."

"But boss, you should pay more attention to this young lady's health at night." The doctor warned and left with the medical kit in hand.

Zhou Yuetian pulled the quilt on the bed and covered it with Lu Junzhi. The movement was so fierce that the quilt covered her entire face to prevent her from suffocating to death. He impatiently pulled the quilt back to her neck, "It's really annoying."

The man stood by the bed, staring condescendingly at her face, his eyes secretive.

Meng Xuan suddenly received a call from Mr. Zhou. Recently, she was watching idol dramas and figured out many plots. Before leaving, she found Wen Ying and said, "Yingying, I'm going to find Junzhi. Let the other sisters go back to Hong Kong City first, and I'll wait for Junzhi before we go back together." Wen Ying frowned, "What's Junzhi's situation now?"

Meng Xuan, who didn't fully understand the situation, could only avoid the important and take the easy, "It's okay, it's okay. I'll just go and stay with her. I'll tell you if anything happens."

After the wedding banquet, Wen Ying and Fu Yanlou returned to their wedding room in the capital.

In the bathroom, Wen Ying raised her eyes and looked at the man washing her hair, "I don't know what happened to Junzhi."

"Still worried?"

"Ah."

"Then I'll call and ask Tim later."

"Forget it, it's getting late. Let's talk about anything tomorrow."

After washing her hair, Fu Yanlou used a hair dryer to blow her hair, and the service was perfect.

He rubbed her long hair and watched her black hair spread smoothly in his palms. A tender smile appeared on his eyebrows, "Okay."

Wen Ying picked up a strand of hair and put it to her nose and smelled it. It was the scent of roses that she loved. Wen Ying smiled sweetly, turned her head and pressed a kiss on his face, "Thank you, husband."

Fu Yanlou held the back of her neck and squeezed it gently, "Are you tired?"

Wen Ying stretched out in his arms and leaned lazily on his chest. "I'm so tired. I feel all over. It turns out that getting married is so tiring."

His hands slid down to her waist, "I'll press it for you."