Chapter 61: Pinch...abdominal muscles?

"No!"

There's no point in acting coquettishly.

Huo Jingchuan snorted coldly.

Jiang Cha picked up a piece of braised pork from her bowl and looked at him pitifully again.

“Big Brother!”

…

This is really unbearable.

Huo Jingchuan picked up pieces of braised pork from the ginger tea bowl and put them into his own bowl, separating the fat and lean meat.

Hou Liping ate her meal while watching Huo Jingchuan leave the fat in his own bowl and put all the lean meat into Jiang Cha's bowl.

Then, Huo Jingchuan skillfully transferred half of the rice from Jiang Cha's lunch box into his own lunch box, and then put the chicken leg from his lunch box into Jiang Cha's lunch box.

After doing all this, Jiang Cha was finally served.

Jiang Cha ate her meal very seriously, taking a mouthful of rice and a bite of vegetables, chewing in small bites, her cheeks bulging. Huo Jingchuan could eat two bowls of rice just by watching her eat with her expression.

It's so cute.

Hou Liping counted and found that during the meal, the young man looked at Jiang Cha twenty-three times and tidied up the loose hair that had fallen from Jiang Cha's forehead.

Huo Jingchuan's attention has always been on Jiang Cha, but Jiang Cha didn't realize it at all.

Hou Liping suddenly remembered something. "You two aren't siblings, are you? I remember that Master Huo got married a while ago."

Jiang Cha lowered his head guiltily.

Huo Jingchuan finally found an opportunity to speak, "Yes, Doctor Hou, Jiang Cha and I are not biological siblings."

"I'm just saying..."

How do these two look like brother and sister?

It's clearly like...

Bah, bah, bah, you can’t say that casually.

Doctor Hou cleared his throat and said, "Not all siblings get along so well. This shows that you are destined to become a family."

“Maybe!”

Huo Jingchuan answered ambiguously, and casually picked out the garlic from the ginger tea bowl. He was concerned about every detail, and he was afraid that taking care of his daughter in the future would be just like this.

Hou Liping gave up the idea of ​​introducing her son to Jiang Cha. Her son was no match for her!

Huo Jingchuan waited patiently for Jiang Cha to finish his meal before he collected the lunch box and returned to the army.

After the others left, Hou Liping asked curiously, "He just came to have dinner with you?"

Jiang Cha nodded, "Yes, I think the food in their army is better than that in our art troupe."

This girl is so naive!

Hou Liping raised her eyebrows. "After you've eaten, let's get to work. This afternoon, I'll take you to count all the medicines we have here. I'll count them, and you'll check the receipts."

"Oh, okay!"

Jiang Cha has been exposed to Chinese herbal medicine prescriptions since she was a child, and she doesn’t have a deep understanding of Western medicine.

It is rare to meet such a selfless teacher. Jiang Cha is very willing to study seriously with Hou Liping.

But plans cannot keep up with changes.

The infirmary is particularly busy in the afternoon.

The male comrades from the drama troupe came to the infirmary one after another.

Some people twisted their hands, sprained their ankles, felt dizzy, had stomachaches, sprained their backs, bumped their arms and legs, had sore throats, and had stiff faces when smiling. There were all kinds of strange reasons.

Hou Liping has worked here for so many years, but she has never seen so many patients in one afternoon.

Jiang Cha originally thought that a medical clinic like this wouldn't be very busy, but unexpectedly, on the first afternoon, she was so busy that she could hardly straighten her back.

The rate at which medicines for injuries and falls are consumed is alarming.

It was finally time to get off work, and Jiang Cha was already hallucinating.

Doctor Jiang spoke one sentence after another, making Jiang Cha so delicious that his soul left his body.

After finally finishing seeing all the patients, Jiang Cha put all the medicines and tools in order. She leaned back in the examination chair, her head dazed, and asked, "Auntie Hou, is our clinic usually this busy?"

Hou Liping was not in a much better condition. She didn't even have time to drink a sip of water the whole afternoon. Now she held her big teacup and gulped down half of it in one breath before she finally came to her senses.

"No, usually, there won't be two people coming all day long."

Everyone is busy with training. If you feel a little uncomfortable, just bear with it. Who would run to the infirmary for no reason?

"Then why are you so busy today?"

Hou Liping patted Jiang Cha's cheek and said, "You really don't know anything about your own charm!"

When she said this, Jiang Cha was stunned.

At this time, Jiang Cha finally realized what Dr. Hou had meant when he first met her in the morning: the clinic would be bustling with activity.

"Understood?"

Dr. Hou took the tweezers out of the hydrogen peroxide and placed them in a clean container, completing all the finishing work.

Jiang Cha nodded weakly, "I understand!"

Tomorrow, she must wear a mask to work.

"If you understand, go back early, have a good rest, and fight again tomorrow!"

"Huh?" Jiang Cha looked up in disbelief. "Tomorrow won't be as outrageous as today, right?"

"That's hard to say. After all, our art troupe has all the necessary departments and a lot of people."

Jiang Cha smiled bitterly.

"Well, we'll fight again tomorrow!"

Jiang Cha and Hou Liping left the clinic one after another. Hou Liping locked the door of the clinic and gave Jiang Cha a key.

Jiang Cha turned around and saw Huo Jingchuan waiting outside the door.

"Why are you so tired?"

Huo Jingchuan took the bag of ginger tea and put it on his wrist.

"I didn't even have time to sit down and rest for the whole afternoon. My legs were numb!"

"There's nothing I can do. Comrade Jiang Cha is so charming. This afternoon, the people who came to see the doctor were fake, and the people who came to see her were real!"

Hou Liping covered her mouth and walked away happily.

Huo Jingchuan stared at Jiang Cha with a pair of dim eyes.

"Why is it so charming?"

The skin on the back of Jiang Cha's neck tightened, "I didn't know it would turn out like this!"

Huo Jingchuan patted her on the back and said, "Why are you so nervous? I'm not going to eat you!"

He patted the back seat of the bicycle and said, "Get on, I'll take you home."

In the morning, Huo Jingye rode his bicycle to take Jiang Cha to work. He locked the bicycle next to the infirmary and kept the key with Jiang Cha. When he got off work, Huo Jingchuan could ride his bicycle directly to take Jiang Cha home.

This was also what they had discussed in advance.

Jiang Cha took out the key from her bag and handed it to Huo Jingchuan, then sat down on the back seat of the bicycle.

Hanging on the key is an exquisite camellia doll, knitted with wool, with a pure white skirt edge and emerald green skirt hem. A jade-white camellia blooms on its little head, which is delicate and lovely.

Huo Jingchuan held the camellia doll and squeezed it hard, making himself laugh.

"Is this doll made in your image? It's quite similar."

Jiang Cha glanced at him lazily, too lazy to answer.

This was given to her by Sangsang. Sangsang is skillful and can knit sweaters quickly and well.

Their family was not well off, so on Jiang Cha's birthday, she crocheted this doll out of wool and gave it to Jiang Cha, who loved it very much.

Huo Jingchuan squeezed the doll again, inserted the key, and unlocked the bicycle.

He rides more steadily than Huo Jingye and slower.

Jiang Cha had been resting at home for about half a month, and suddenly she was so busy that she felt a little exhausted. She could originally sit upright on the back seat of the bicycle, holding Huo Jingchuan's clothes with her hands.

After a while, she began to doze off, her eyelids drooping. But as soon as she turned a corner, Jiang Cha inadvertently put her face on Huo Jingchuan's back.

Huo Jingchuan's waist stiffened.

In his life, he had never been so close to any girl.

Through the thin fabric, he could even feel how soft Jiang Cha's fair and tender face was.

"Chacha?"

Huo Jingchuan slowed down the car and turned his head to see that the little girl had tilted her neck and put her face against his back, breathing evenly and looked like she was asleep.

Can you sleep like this?

Huo Jingchuan's heart softened. He pulled Jiang Cha's hand towards his abdomen and held it tightly to prevent Jiang Cha from falling down due to sleepiness.

Huo Jingchuan rode very carefully for the ten-minute journey.

As soon as he stopped the car, Jiang Cha opened his eyes out of inertia.

Having just woken up, Jiang Cha's eyes were out of focus, he felt a little fuzzy, and his mind was blank.

Huo Jingchuan held both of her hands and pressed them against his abdomen. Jiang Cha applied a little force and could clearly feel the distinct muscle lines.

Very elastic.

She pinched it twice subconsciously, but she still didn't react.

Huo Jingchuan's face turned serious, and his clear and cold voice was slightly hoarse, "Cha Cha."

The helpless ending melody lingered in Jiang Cha's ears. Jiang Cha's eyes suddenly widened, and his dazed thoughts came back to his senses in a second.

She finally realized what she was doing at the moment.

"S-Sorry, I didn't mean it!"

Jiang Cha jumped off the back of the bicycle, covered his face, and rushed into the house.

Huo Tingkun came out of the house with an apron tied around his waist.

"What happened to Chacha?"

"What's wrong?"

Ye Surong also poked her head out from the kitchen.

There was a loud bang of the door, and Jiang Cha locked himself in the room.

Huo Jingchuan laughed and replied, "Maybe he realized how charming he is and felt embarrassed!"

"What?"

Ye Surong didn't quite understand.

Huo Tingkun knows the answer to this question.

"I was just about to tell you this. Today is Cha Cha's first day at the infirmary. The news that a divine doctor has arrived at the infirmary has spread throughout the entire art troupe. Even I, back at the military district, have heard about it!"

"Really?" Ye Surong smiled. "That girl is so shy. She might even wear a mask to work tomorrow!"

Huo Jingchuan parked his bicycle and went into the house.

"How many more dishes are there? Let me make them!"

"No, there's only one soup left, it will be ready soon."

Ye Surong said this, but Huo Jingchuan still went into the kitchen.

The little girl loves to eat and is greedy, so he has to practice his cooking skills well.

As the saying goes, to capture a woman's heart, you have to capture her stomach.

Old Huo must know this, which is why he would come home from get off work every day and happily ask Aunt Ye to teach him how to cook.

Very cunning and cunning.

Huo Jingchuan can't let Old Huo overtake him.

Jiang Cha stood in the room. When she thought about how she had just covered her face with the hands that had pinched Huo Jingchuan's abdominal muscles, she was shocked. She stood still in the room, not daring to move.

what to do?

Which good girl would pinch her brother's abdominal muscles?