Chapter 177 Putting the blame on someone else

After taking care of Jiang Zhixun while he ate, Shen Qingqing poured some water and wrung out a wet towel for him to wipe his hands.

This time the man was very well behaved and cooperative, and he no longer pretended to be pitiful.

This caused Shen Qingqing to look at Jiang Zhixun's expression frequently, trying to pry into his true thoughts.

"What are you looking at?"

Shen Qingqing was surprised and asked uncertainly: "Are your eyes okay?"

Jiang Zhixun shook his head.

"Then how do you know..."

The man looked arrogant and said, "Based on my intuition."

Every time Qingqing's eyes fell on him, his body would tense up and his heartbeat would speed up.

You can sense it without even looking.

Shen Qingqing herself was sensitive to line of sight and did not suspect that Jiang Zhixun was talking nonsense.

He calmly looked away, "What kind of treatment do you need later? Do you need to take medicine?"

"You need to eat and have rehabilitation treatment."

Shen Qingqing asked, and Jiang Zhixun answered, as obediently as a primary school student.

It was so different from his irritating appearance that Shen Qingqing was a little uncomfortable with it for a moment.

"What medicine should I take now?"

Jiang Zhixun listed the names of the medicines one by one, and they were exactly the ones on the cabinet, without missing a single one.

Shen Qingqing was cautious and went to the doctor's office to ask again.

Jiang Zhixun didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "My body is my own, how can I cheat myself?"

Shen Qingqing: "Who knows? Maybe you are just being cruel to yourself."

Jiang Zhixun snorted, feeling insulted. "I'm a patient! Watch your words!"

Shen Qingqing asked calmly: "So what?"

The man looked at her aggrievedly, "Can you be a little gentler to me?"

Shen Qingqing felt that she was already very gentle.

If it were someone else, they would not take care of their sick ex-husband!

He said coldly: "Don't push your luck."

I put a handful of pills in his palm and put the cup of water in his other hand, "Eat!"

Jiang Zhixun moved his hand and two small pills fell from between his fingers.

He didn't notice it, he put the medicine into his mouth and swallowed it with warm water.

Shen Qingqing had no choice but to pick up the small pill on the quilt and stuff it directly into Jiang Zhixun's mouth.

The man was a little confused and subconsciously held the soft fingertips.

Then he rubbed it with his teeth, as if he was trying to figure out what Shen Qingqing had stuffed into him.

"Jiang Zhixun!"

Shen Qingqing's face turned red and heat rose up, as if she was about to burn.

I wanted to pull my hand back, but he was holding it in his mouth. Unless I wanted to get my skin scratched, I couldn't pull it back without him releasing his strength.

The posture was too ambiguous and Shen Qingqing felt like fainting.

His chest heaved and his breathing became irregular.

"Let go now!"

Realizing that what he was holding in his mouth was Shen Qingqing's finger, Jiang Zhixun's reaction became slow.

My mind is a mess.

The teeth were no longer biting.

But her lips were slightly pursed.

It's like holding some treasure in his mouth and he can't bear to let go.

Shen Qingqing was really going crazy, especially when she felt something licking her fingertips.

His face instantly turned extremely red.

Not caring about anything else anymore, he abruptly pulled his hand back.

She wiped it again and again with a tissue, and threw it at Jiang Zhixun angrily, "Are you sick?"

The light paper fell on my chest, without even a tickling feeling.

Jiang Zhixun was very agile. Even though he couldn't see, he still caught the falling paper accurately with his body's instinctive reaction.

His brows furrowed, his face full of confusion.

It took me a few seconds to realize that she must have wiped her hands with paper.

He swallowed the pill in his mouth and fumbled to put the cup of water on the bedside table next to him.

Then he said cautiously: "I can't see it, and I don't know what you put, so..."

"Shut up!"

"oh."

The man shut his mouth obediently.

But the smile in her eyes could not be hidden. She leaned back on the pillow with a relaxed posture, and touched her lips with her slender fingers, as if she was savoring something.

Although he was lying on a hospital bed, his aggressiveness was not weakened at all.

Just that expression made Shen Qingqing's heart tighten.

He cursed angrily: "Rogue!"

The blush on Shen Qingqing's face spread quickly, even her ears and neck turned crimson.

Even though he couldn't see, Jiang Zhixun could imagine what she looked like at the moment.

She has been a shy little girl since her teenage years.

For some reason he felt a little regretful. If only he could see what Qingqing looked like at this moment.

As soon as this thought came to mind, a blurry figure suddenly appeared in my sight.

Her outline was soft, and in the hazy morning light, it was vague and not very clear.

But the vivid expression went straight to his heart.

Jiang Zhixun reached out and accurately grabbed Shen Qingqing's wrist.

I wanted to tease her, asking if she needed me to wipe it again, but suddenly everything went dark in front of my eyes and I couldn't see anything again.

Jiang Zhixun's expression froze for a moment, and a hint of disappointment flashed across his eyes.

But it soon returned to normal.

The hand holding Shen Qingqing loosened as well, and said in an ambiguous tone: "It's bitter, drink some water."

Shen Qingqing's emotions were stuck and she glared at him.

Put the cup of water in his hand and say, "Drink it, Daddy!"

Jiang Zhixun was choked by the shocking words and started coughing violently.

The cup in his hand shook, and some water splashed onto the quilt.

Shen Qingqing was quick to lend a hand, not daring to scold Jiang Zhixun anymore, for fear that he would become emotionally agitated and the situation would become even more out of control.

After coughing for a long time, Jiang Zhixun finally recovered.

There was an abnormal blush on her face, and it was obvious that her emotions were fluctuating greatly.

Shen Qingqing said to herself again: He is a patient.

Don't get emotional!

He handed the water to Jiang Zhixun and asked in a softer tone, "Do you want to drink?"

Jiang Zhixun took it, took a sip, and then suppressed the foreign body sensation in his throat.

He said in a muffled voice: "Don't speak so threateningly next time."

Shen Qingqing smiled with a fake smile, "Comrade Jiang's ability to turn the tables is getting better day by day."

If he hadn't suddenly made that ambiguous move, she wouldn't have lost control of her temper.

Jiang Zhixun glanced away awkwardly, then realized that he couldn't see, and turned back awkwardly.

It's not right, but it's powerful.

“I can’t see, so I can only perceive things in other ways, Comrade Shen, you should understand, right?”

Shen Qingqing's expression almost couldn't be tensed, and she squeezed out a word from between her teeth.

"Your method is quite peculiar then."

He could have let go, but he insisted...

Recalling the scene just now, Shen Qingqing's face became hot again.

He fanned himself with his hands, trying to get rid of the dryness on his face.

When I looked at my finger, I saw a shallow bite mark on it.

The ambiguous scene lingers in my mind.

In a flash, even unfamiliar scenes appeared.

Jiang Zhixun kissed her fiercely.

In the bathroom, she was not wearing any clothes to cover herself, and was held naked in his arms.

Shen Qingqing didn't know whether it was her imagination or something that really happened in the past.

He quickly shook his head to drive the inappropriate scene for children out of his mind.

Coincidentally, Jiang Zhixun also thought of the intimate scene many years ago.

I thought, biting my fingers is nothing.

He even kissed!

The kind of passionate kiss!

As he thought about it, a sense of restlessness surged in his body. Jiang Zhixun pulled the quilt awkwardly, not daring to continue this topic.

Instead, he said, "I will be doing rehabilitation in a while. The doctor is here, and you can go do your own thing."

Shen Qingqing didn't bring her work with her and just sat on the stool waiting for the doctor.

Nor did he talk to Jiang Zhixun.

If it weren't for her perfume still lingering in the air, Jiang Zhixun would have thought that she was gone.