Chapter 122: Good Fight

Shen Qingqing and Zhou Hansheng didn't have any other plans.

Shen Qingqing used that excuse because she didn't want to be entangled by Jiang Zhixun.

After Jiang Zhixun left, Shen Qingqing apologized shyly, "Doctor Zhou, I'm sorry for not treating you well today. Please forgive me."

She was so polite, completely different from how she was in front of Jiang Zhixun.

Zhou Hansheng couldn't be happy.

It was only after seeing how Jiang Zhixun and her got along that he clearly realized that even if Shen Qingqing had forgotten Jiang Zhixun, the atmosphere between them would still be subtle.

At this moment, he was very jealous.

Jealous that Jiang Zhixun knew Shen Qingqing first.

Jealous that he was treated specially by Shen Qingqing.

She was even more jealous that Jiang Zhixun's brother Shen Qingqing had been married, even though he was already her ex-husband!

In front of Shen Qingqing, Zhou Hansheng could only hide his true emotions in his heart.

He gave an understanding smile, "Comrade Jiang didn't get anything good either. I hope I didn't leave a bad impression on you and the elders today."

Shen Qingqing: "He deserves it."

When it comes to Jiang Zhixun, her emotions fluctuate greatly.

Zhou Hansheng decisively skipped this topic.

“Comrade Shen, are you free? How about we go for a walk in the park?”

After that, he added, "Breathing more fresh air will naturally improve your mentality and help you recover from your illness."

Jiang's mother gave Jiang Zhixun the key, and Shen Qingqing saw it.

I don't want to go back to see him.

After hesitating for a few seconds, he agreed to Zhou Hansheng's proposal.

But she felt a little guilty.

She pursed her lips and told Zhou Hansheng directly, "I don't have any plans to date someone right now."

Being sick is one thing.

The most important thing is that she feels it’s good to live alone.

She likes that feeling of freedom and relaxation.

Zhou Hansheng laughed and said, "I'm not in a hurry to date. You know, we medical students need to constantly improve our skills and enrich our theoretical knowledge. I'm very busy every day. If I really date, it's easy to wrong my female comrade."

He is always so considerate and takes all the problems on himself.

The more this happened, the heavier Shen Qingqing felt the feeling was.

So she didn't dare to take it easily.

I am afraid that I cannot give equal return, and I am even more afraid of disappointing others’ sincerity.

After taking a walk in the park, Zhou Hansheng said that he had something to do in the hospital and planned to take her home.

Shen Qingqing didn't know whether there was really something wrong.

But it is true that Zhou Hansheng knows how to handle things well and won't make things difficult for her.

"I'm going to the bookstore to read some books. Doctor Zhou, you can just go back to the hospital."

Zhou Hansheng was a little worried, "I'll take you there."

Shen Qingqing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "I didn't forget the way."

Zhou Hansheng hesitated for a few seconds, "Okay, then be careful on the road."

Many people ride bicycles to and from get off work, and if they encounter a reckless one who suddenly rushes out from the alley, they may be injured.

Shen Qingqing is not a child and can take care of herself.

After saying goodbye to Zhou Hansheng, he headed straight towards his destination.

Passing by the supply and marketing cooperative, Shen Qingqing saw a familiar figure, lowered her head and left quickly.

I'm afraid of being pestered by him again.

Jiang Zhixun wanted to cook for Shen Qingqing, so he bought some groceries at the supply and marketing cooperative.

She is not in good health and needs more supplements.

Jiang Zhixun bought a little of everything as long as it was good for lesbians' health.

Brown sugar, jujube, white fungus, eggs...

Then he went to buy two pounds of pork ribs and made soup for Shen Qingqing.

In addition, he also bought some daily necessities for Shen Qingqing.

Toilet paper, soap, toothpaste...

Jiang Zhixun stopped only after he had used up all the tickets he had.

During the Chinese New Year, he and Shen Qingqing went back home and found their way home easily.

The door opposite is locked and Shen Qingqing hasn't come back yet.

Jiang Zhixun felt jealous again, and his mind couldn't help but wonder, what are they doing now?

Will Zhou Hansheng act like a hooligan?

The more I thought about it, the more upset I felt. I wanted to go out and find Shen Qingqing.

But he knew he couldn't do that.

Otherwise Shen Qingqing would dislike him even more.

In order to divert his attention, Jiang Zhixun started cooking as soon as he entered the door.

There was everything in the house, even a few pounds of food.

One small bag of rice and one small bag of flour.

Shen Qingqing likes to eat noodles, so Jiang Zhixun cooks them according to her taste.

I kneaded the dough and planned to make noodles.

Pair it with pork ribs soup and add some vegetables, and the combination of meat and vegetables will be very nutritionally balanced.

Before leaving, I will cook a bowl of brown sugar eggs for Shen Qingqing as a midnight snack.

Counting the days, she had just had her period a few days ago and needed to replenish her body.

When Shen Qingqing had a car accident in the northwest and was lying in bed with broken bones, Jiang Zhixun changed her toilet paper and wrote down the dates.

Jiang Zhixun could still clearly recall how weak she was at the time. It would definitely not work if she didn't get some nourishment.

The coal stove at home is not burning, but the one at Shen Qingqing's side should be burning.

But she didn't come back, and Jiang Zhixun didn't dare to go in rashly.

I can only go next door and exchange honeycomb coal with others.

The old lady had a good memory and remembered that Jiang Zhixun was Shen Qingqing's lover and had been here with her before.

I decisively replaced the honeycomb coal for him.

As to why he didn't go home, the aunt didn't ask any further questions.

Every family has its own problems, and these are the ones that matter!

Shen Qingqing stayed outside for a long time before returning home.

As soon as I reached the stairs, I smelled the rich aroma of meat. The closer I got to home, the stronger the smell became.

Jiang Zhixun was about to go out to find Shen Qingqing when he met her in the corridor.

I said naturally, "Wash your hands, it's time to eat."

It was as if the previous unpleasantness did not exist at all.

Shen Qingqing didn't know how there could be such a shameless person in the world.

It's like I can't read your eyes at all.

He opened the door and wanted to go home.

Jiang Zhixun was quick to hold the door open and asked, "Do you want to come over and eat, or should I bring the food over?"

Shen Qingqing tried her best to control her temper and said, "I'm not hungry."

"You have to eat even if you're not hungry, and I've already prepared it. Wasting food is not a good quality."

Shen Qingqing was unmoved, "I didn't ask you to cook for me. Since you chose to act on your own, you must bear the corresponding consequences."

Jiang Zhixun hummed, "Finish this meal first, teach me a lesson, and let me bear the consequences next time, okay?"

Shen Qingqing wanted to call him sick again.

Since the soft approach didn’t work, Jiang Zhixun took a hard approach.

Suddenly he bent down, picked up Shen Qingqing, and turned to walk towards the opposite door.

Shen Qingqing's scream was drowned out by the sound of the door closing.

"What are you going to do! You will suffer the consequences if you act like a hooligan!"

Jiang Zhixun was kicked several times by her.

It doesn't hurt.

But for some unknown reason, he slapped Shen Qingqing on the butt.

"Be good, I'm just eating, I don't plan on doing anything else."

Shen Qingqing was so angry that her face turned red.

The places that were photographed became strange and uncomfortable to the extreme.

As soon as he landed, he slapped Jiang Zhixun in the face.

There was a "pop" sound, extremely loud.

"You are a hooligan!"

Jiang Zhixun touched his face and said, "Good slap! Do you want to slap the other side as well, symmetrically?"

Shen Qingqing was about to cry because of him, "You are mentally ill!"

"possible."

Jiang Zhixun approached her and asked, "Can you help me check it?"